Chapter 8: Perfect Moment…Almost
It had been a week since Ian and I told each other what we see in one another. Tonight Ian and I have his room to ourselves, he just got his cast off this afternoon. I see his face as he traces the surgical scar from his knee to his ankle. "I have so many scars." He says "They're always going to be there."
I pull him close to me and whisper in his ear "They just make you sexier."
"Really?" He asks. I look at Ian and I push his hair out of his face. It's gotten longer since he's been home, he hadn't cut it yet. I like his hair longer. I kiss him again.
"You're beautiful Ian Gallagher." I tell him. He looks up and smiles, that smile tells me that he believes me. It's the first genuine smile I've seen on him since he first saw me walk into that hospital room when he got home.
"I want you Mickey." Ian says, his hand reaching for my jeans "I need you."
"You sure?" I ask. He kisses me and pulls me back onto the bed and we get lost in each other.
Ian and I are laying in each other's arms after an amazing time. Our first time in a long time. I kiss his temple. Everything was perfect at this very moment, nothing could ruin it. Except…
"Mickey, Tony just called. Your dad and sister have been attacked." Fiona says bursting into the room. She turns her head as she realizes what she just walked in on.
"What the fuck happened?" I ask as I hurry to get dressed.
"Tony's not entirely sure." Fiona says "911 got a weird panicked call from Mandy then the line went dead. They sent a patrol car out, Tony was on the scene and all he said is that you should come now."
"Go." Ian says "I'll meet you there." He squeezes my hand.
"Kevin's downstairs he'll give you a lift." Fiona yells after me as I take the Gallagher's back stairs two or three at a time.