fallin hard ☠︎ carl gallagher

seventeen

I heard a honk outside and knew it was Carl.

"Damn!" I nodded my head, looking at his ride.

"You like?" He smiled.

"Hell yeah! Yours?" I asked.

"It's Fiona's," he laughed. "Didn't steal it this time."

I smiled, getting into the passenger seat of the car.

"We're not going to the house right away. I need to make a few stops. Get my money," he spoke, driving away.

"You sell?"

"Used to," Carl slightly turned his head toward me. "I'm just picking up money I was supposed to get a while ago."

"I don't really know a lot about you," I realized.

"That's what this date is for," he said in a duh sort of way.

I nudged him lightly.

"We're here. Come on," Carl said, getting out of the car.

"I can just wait for you here," I told him.

"No. This area isn't safe and I'm not tryna risk my baby."

I blushed, opening the car door. Carl met me at the sidewalk and grabbed my hand.
Our fingers intertwined as if our hands were meant for each other. I leaned into him a little, squeezing his hand.
My heart so full. I've never been this happy before. Carl could be an ass sometimes, but he so good to me.

"I really.... like you," I looked down at our hands and felt my cheeks flush again.

Silence.

Carl finally spoke, "I'd hope so!"

I laughed. "Goddamn it Carl! You have to ruin every nice moment we have!"

"Whatever, you know I like you back," he kissed my cheek.

"Now come on, its fucking cold!" Carl ran down the sidewalk.

"Hey!" I yelled, chasing after him.

I could get used to this.

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