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she's half mine

Summary:

you recently had to move to Ireland because plot. there you meet the Derry girls, fall in love and get in trouble.

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I hope you all like it this is my first work so please leave some sort of constructive criticism and please be nice.

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Serenity is what you felt in your bed. You were comforted by the warmth of your blankets and a peaceful dream that you can’t quite remember. It was still quite early, and you could hear the birds out singing a melody so sweet it was lulling you back to sleep. But you were quickly awakened by a loud commotion coming from downstairs.
Tiredly you walk down the stairs to see the family that had taken you in for your stay. “She’s gone too far this time, Mammy.” Erin huffs to her mother “What next? Trying on me knickers?” You quietly grab a bowl and pour some cereal and try not to interfere with all the drama. “Don’t say ‘knickers’ in front of your father. He can’t cope.” Mary scolds her daughter busy running around the kitchen “Ah, he can cope.” Erin scoffs as you grab the milk with a spoon and made your way to a chair and start to eat your cereal quickly so you can change into your uniform. To be honest you were nervous for your first day at a new school. Your mind was pulled back when Orla spoke up.

“Sure, what’s a pair of knickers between cousins?” And then Orla turns to you “sleep well I suppose?” She said smiling looking at your hair which looks like a rats nest every morning. “Don’t suppose you could brush my hair while I eat, could you?” You ask Orla, which makes her smile and leave to get a hairbrush.
“I won’t put up with it anymore.” Erin kept on blabbing about something you weren’t paying attention to and waiting for Orla to come back. “Teenagers have rights now, you know.” Erin said, “Don’t be ridiculous.” Mary said getting tired of Erin’s antics “what about her.” she points to you “her parents divorced her!” ouch, Erin hit a wound not yet healed “wow Erin way to kick a girl down” you say jutting your lips out mockingly “the mouth on you, apologies to the ween she did not deserve that” Mary says and gives you a squeeze on the shoulder as Erin mumbles an apology you can barely hear.

Soon, Orla arrive and started brushing your hair and you quickly stopped listening to everyone “Does this mean they can’t get to school?” You quickly pay attention and notice you finished your cereal and Orla was also done brushing your hair. “I’ve had a whole summer of it, Gerry. She’s melting my head.” Mary says to her husband while you get up and go to the couch besides Joe to watch the news. You might not have noticed but Joe looked over to you with fondness you might have come from Canada just a week ago, but he was quite close to you already.
“Sure, their bus can go the long way round.” Gerry says trying to comfort his wife with a smile. Suddenly Joe gets up from where you both are and walks to Gerry and you look over at the family, knowing drama about to start. “Them weans shouldn’t have to take the bus to school. You should be driving them, you useless shite.” Joe says glaring at Gerry “I have to work, Joe.” He looked so exhausted you almost felt pity for the poor man. Almost. “Work? Ha-ha! Is that what you call it? Why don’t you just leave my Mary alone?” You just shook your head and went upstairs to change not wanting to hear the same conversation that they have almost daily.

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“What’s all this?” Claire said looking like she saw some sort of atrocity “I thought we were going to be individuals this year.” She gripped her denim jacket tight “I wanted to, Clare, but my ma wouldn’t let me.” She says sounding upset. “Well, I’m not being an individual on my own.” Claire says pulling her jacket off and grabbing her blazer in her backpack. After she looked back at you confused because she has never seen you before and whispers loudly to Erin “who is the girl besides Orla” “oh hello im- ““She’s the Canadian, it’s a favour me ma owes her ma.” “Isn’t she lovely were sleeping together” Orla says staring at you with a smile making you blush and push the girl lightly, “right” Claire says confused. “Same room, she meant same room” you quickly say “ay that's what I said”

 

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“You not getting anything?” Erin asked while in the store looking at the sweets “I’m doing this fast for Ethiopia.” Claire says almost drooling looking at the candy. “For Christ’s sake. What is it with you and Africa?” Erin says looking at her friend with confusion. “Will you sponsor me?” Claire asked now focused of Erin “How much?” You promptly ignore the conversation and look for a snack to buy yourself and for your new friends.
You go up to the counter and catch the end of the conversation the group is having while paying for snacks you hope your friends might enjoy. “Will you sponsor me or not?” Claire demands “Fine.” Erin huffs out and puts the candy back it the container while you tap Claire and hand her two pounds for whatever she needed it for making the blond smile and starts to relax around the foreigner.

“You touch them, you buy them. That’s the law.” The shop keeper states, “I don’t think that is the law.” Erin says defiantly “If I say it’s the law, it’s the law, smart-o.” The shop keeper raises his voice making you back up behind the girls near the door. “Right. It’s just I can’t afford them anymore. Have to give all my money to Kamal.” Erin says and you decide to just go outside and wait for the girls and a little later you hear the clerk yell "Get out!”.
“Good one, Geldof.” Erin says while everyone is out of the shop you almost had a heart attack because of the man’s sudden shout. “Oh, my God. David. David Donnelly. OK. Just act normal.” Erin muttered making you wonder if she likes this David “No way! Are you serious?” Erin laughed out making you thought 100% correct and just focused on the scenery while walking not wanting to be part of the awkward encounter. “Erin, have you got a light?” The boy asked “Me? No, I don’t smoke. Why the hell do I not smoke?” She mumbled “I have one. I don’t smoke either. I just like melting stuff.” Orla says making you laugh at the comment which David noticed you and tried to talk to you but was cut of by Erin. “Cool poster.” Erin says trying to talk to her crush “Oh, do you think so?” David muttered still staring at you, but you were too busy thinking of how your school will look like.

“Yeah. Really nice use of, you know, letters.” Erin says failing at flirting miserably. “Thanks. You should come along Tonight.” David says to Erin hoping she bring the new stranger “You’re inviting me to your gig?” Erin shouted looking elated “Yeah, well, all of you.” He spoke I little quietly “But you’d specifically like me to Go, I mean, just so we’re clear.” You looked at the girl trying really hard to get her crush to like her.
“But Erin, Murder She Wrote is on Tonight. You never miss Murder She Wrote.” Orla states looking at her cousin, you pat her shoulder knowing her lovesick cousin will do anything to hang out with her crush. “Shut up.” Erin says, “maybe I could watch it with you Orla?” You ask making the girl smile and gives you a side hug saying “you will love it” “We’re going to be late.” Claire states now nervous. “Yeah, kicks off at 6:00.” David says now bummed that the girl won’t show up “Sweet. Cool. I’ll see you there, then.” Erin says trying to sound cool while you all rushed to your bus stop.

“You’re not seriously going to this concert, are you?” “Gig, Clare. It’s called a gig. And I must go. He invited me specifically” the best friends discuss while waiting for the bus “I think he wanted someone else” looking towards you. But you weren’t paying attention per usual; you will admit Ireland is a beautiful place as you take in your surroundings. Suddenly a loud voice interrupted your train of thought yelling “Motherfuckers!” A girl yells and you assume it one of the friends of the group.
“ ‘Motherfucker’ is my new thing. Watched this film last night. My dad got it off Pyro Pauline, and it’s about these two lads, and they wear these cracking suits, and they rock about” the curly haired girl explaining her new thing and you quickly get tired of this and yawn while putting you head on Orla’s arm and closing your eyes as the tall girl places her hand on your waist. “Who owns the fella?” Erin asked which made you open your eyes to see a boy behind the curly haired girl “Me. Well, come on, then, ball-ache. Are you introducing yourself, or what?” And the boy comes forward and introduces himself

“Hi. I’m Michelle’s cousin, James.” He says having a British accent and you smile at those words as he seems like a nice guy and hoped he could be a close friend since you two seemed in a similar boat. “Why’s he making that funny noise?” your thoughts where interrupted by Orla looking at James as if she discovered an alien. “he’s British Orla, it's just an accent” you tell the tall girl which turns the attention onto you “is this the wee Canadien of yours Erin?” Michelle asks “Hi my name is-” “aye so she is” Erin cuts you off making you even more annoyed crossing your arms “isn't she cracker she’s mine” Orla comments like your her dog or kid. “lucky I wish I had a Canadien, I'm stuck with a total dick” Michelle says bored then she resumes her comment on her cousin.
“He’s me Auntie Kathy’s wean. I told you about my Auntie Kathy. She went to England years ago to Have an abortion. Never came back. Never got the abortion, either. Lucky for you, James, eh?” Michelle pats her cousin leading the group to the bus leaving James in the back “I didn’t actually know that.” James states making you look over towards with a sympathetic smile which he notices. “What did he say?” “Nothing interesting.” you decide to leave Orla and walk besides James which the boy seems grateful for as you put an arm around his and when back in your own world missing the rest of the conversation the girls where having.

On the bus is when your mind came out of the clouds because Michelle was yelling about a hair removal. “There's no seats down here” Erin says making you exhausted knowing someone was going to do something, so you pulled James into seats. “Can I sleep on your shoulder James?” you say with a yawn and a Strech. “o-of course” the boy stutters, you mumble out a thanks and fall asleep on the boy's shoulder dreaming of sheep's.
You were awoken by the bus stopping and lifting your head to see what happened, you notice soldiers making you nervous and ask what is going on to the group surrounding you. “I dunno. But do you think if I told him I had an incendiary device down my knickers, he'd have a look?” Michelle comments making Erin groan as you laugh at the crude joke “Michelle. He's a soldier.” Erin states clearly disgusted by her friend “Ach, some of them are rides. I'm willing to admit it, even if nobody else will, because I'm a beacon of truth, Erin.” you turn to Michelle who was behind you and nod in agreement making her laugh “You're a mouth, that's what you are.” clearly not as entertained like her friend.

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As the group enters the school you and James where in a deep conversation about a TV show called doctor who that James enjoyed immensely that was interrupted by a girl “Hi guys! Could I just have a quick chat? You must be new.” the girl says shaking yours and James's hand. “I'm Jenny. Great hair. Very... bold. I'd love to go that short but sure, I don't have the bone structure-.” Jenny tried to compliment James but was cut off my Michelle. “He's a fella, Jenny.” all the conversation did was bore you so you grabbed some candy from out of your bag and started to eat it and offered some to James and Orla who were the ones you want to talk to the most.
You heard jenny state, “Think I'll just have to mull it over.” “Ach Jenny, mull this over.” Michelle says as she gives jenny her middle finger making you laugh loudly almost doubling over, making Orla grab your shoulders to make sure didn't fall over and smile about your manic laughter. “ Oh I see.” Jenny said offended walking of “Jesus, Michelle!” Claire said rubbing your shoulder while you were trying to calm down. “What? Made our new friend over there shit herself”

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Jenny was spouting some speech that tired you noticing this, Orla wraps an arm over your shoulder, and you close your eyes leaning on the tall girl ignoring what Jenny has to say. “Thank you, girls. Some lovely sentiments there. Some very beautiful words. Unfortunately, that's all they are, sentiments and words.” making you snicker at the nun finding her to be a pleasant character. “That nun is so awesome.” you whisper to Orla “aye Shes real cracker sister Micheal is. But I'm more Craker isn't that right love?” she asks making you chuckle “love? Is that my name now?” Orla nods with a smile “yes you are cooler than sister Micheal” “I knew it” Orla says kissing the top of your head catching you off guard but quickly get distracted by the nun to make yourself known with James. “James will be the first ever boy to study here at Our Lady Immaculate College. He was due to start at Christian Brother Boys but there were concerns for his safety, because, unfortunately, James happens to be English.” making everyone laugh at him, which made you feel bad.
“But let me make one thing clear. I will not have a repeat of the Mr. Mullin affair. Is that understood?” sister says making you turn to James who was also confused so he asked, “What's the Mr. Mullin affair?” “Student teacher. Two fourth-years cable-tied him to the monkey bars and started dry riding him. He was good looking, so you've nothing to worry about.” shocking James and you. “Let us pray. Father, Son-”

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The rest of the day was just a blur of classes making you exhausted thinking how James's shoulder was looking good right now for a nap, and eating candy with Orla but saving something for Claire because she was looking miserable. Until an announcement was made “Will the following pupils please report to Sister Michael's office immediately. Erin Quinn, Orla McCool, Clare Devlin, Michelle Mallon, the Canadien lass and the wee English fella. Thank you.
You and your friends sat waiting for sister Micheal out of her office letting Orla play with your hair making you think of what you where to eat tonight. Absently you have been fiddling with Claires hand, not that the girls minded until sister Micheal opened her door and rushed you all in.

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“So, it had nothing to do with me! Yes, okay, I was there. I admit that, but I didn't do anything. It was Michelle. It was all Michelle. I'm not going down for something I didn't do. If anyone deserves to get punished, it should be Michelle.” there was a long silence until sister Micheal broke it “Well I think it's safe to say, we all just lost a bit of respect for you there, Clare.” you had to agree “This is just so disappointing, girls. I mean, threatening a first year.” “We didn't threaten her. We're not stupid. Big Mandy is her sister and she's half fucking gorilla.” Michelle spoke “That's quite enough, Miss Mallon.” “Aye, you shouldn't swear Michelle, because when you swear, our Lady in heaven, she cries her tears and then make rain. Isn't that right, Sister Michael?” “It is?” you ask looking at the nun who ignored you “What age are you now, Orla?” “Fifteen.” “Yeah. You might want to think about wising up.” you just sigh and close your eyes waiting until the conversation ends.

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Detention was great for a nap you needed. Making you realise next time you shouldn't stay up late with Joe watching TV and talking about anything. What woke you up was Michelle getting up out of her seat. Listening to the conversation you think the nun was a thief? That didn't matter to you, so you got up to look at a piece of art in the room and zoning out util you look around and see James peeing in a pot and looking back at the art not wanting to see what everyone else was doing. Until you hear sister Micheal say, “Sweet suffering Jehovah.”

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“Erin, what in God's name?” Marry says storming in making you jump with the sudden intrusion. “Did you kill that wee nun, girls?” Gerry says “Of course we didn't.” “Then why were you pissing on her dead body and making sandwiches?” Sarah says, “there's a dead nun?” you ask, “where we are peeing on a dead nun?” you ask Orla and before she could reply, Joe interrupts her “Say nothing, girls. Say nothing till we've seen a lawyer.” “If you could all just take a seat.” sister Micheal says “Sorry I'm late, Sister. Couldn't get over the bridge. This bloody bomb. I begged the Brits to let me take my chances, but the awkward bastards made me go the long way.” a nurse says barging in. “Health and safety gone mad, Deidre.” “What are you playing at, rifling through a dead nun's handbag?” all these accusations making you wish that you payed attention because this sounded interesting “Obviously, Sister Declan's death was extremely shocking and unexpected. We're still struggling to understand exactly what happened.” nodding with her hoping someone could shed some light on the situation. “Can I just ask, what age was Sister Declan?” “She'd have been ninety-eight on Friday.” “Always taking the ones with plenty of life ahead” you comment “Struck down in her prime.” Joe says agreeing with you. “The hospital is saying it was heart failure, but I have my doubts. As I said on the phone, the circumstances in which I found her body were... strange, to say the least. So, I've decided to carry out a full investigation into the incident.” all adults seem to agree with the statement “What? Nothing about this makes sense? The woman was almost ninety-eight years of age. She had a heart attack. Why is everybody going absolutely mental?” “Less of the cheek, Erin.” “We didn't do anything. It's not fair!” Erin says now pouting. You hear Orla starting to read out a journal that you assume its Erin’s and you try not to laugh as you see Erin look at Orla furiously. “I am going to ram that so far up your arse!”

Chapter 2: Issues?

Notes:

its been a while sorry yawl.

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You like to believe that everyone has a talent. It could be acting, dancing or even singing. But Jenny Joyce has none of those talents. You have to sit through a terrible performance made by Jenny and her friends, you physically recoil at Jennys Highnotes and try to cover your ears discretely, as you do so you look over your shoulder to see if your friends where in as much pain as you were. A small laugh made its way out of you because of the faces each one is making, and you hear a “sweet Jesus” come out of Michelles mouth, you nod in agreement. You look over and see the friend you hang out with the most pull out a lighter and start to wave it. “Orla, put it away you're gonna get caught." You hiss, slowly Orla brings the lighter down while pouting.

“Uh, wonderful, girls. Lovely stuff.” said sister Micheal, beside you Orla claps enthusiastically, you also gave one or two claps out of pity. “Before I dismiss you for the weekend, a few announcements. On Monday morning, several of our year thirteens will face their GCSE math's resit. Now, I know how daunting resit examinations can be, so if anyone is feeling anxious or worried, or even if you just want to chat, please, please, do not come crying to me.” that made you laugh audibly, always finding the nun’s humor funny, you realized you were a little loud which embarrassed you so you try to cover it up with a cough, it didn't work. “Let me see. What else?” “Come on, come on, come on, to fuck!” Michelle said getting impatient “Notice from Mr. Macaulay. This year's destination for the Euro Trotters trip will be, dramatic pause. Did you actually want me to do the dramatic pause? Interesting. Ah, Paris. It's going to be Paris.” you perk up at this news, as a Canadien you were excited to learn the history of the French.

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“There's so much I want to do. The Champs-lycées, the Arc de Triomphe, the Louvre.” Claire rambled exited for France. “A French fella. That's what I want to do. Nation of rides. My fanny's going funny just thinking about it!” you look towards Michelle and ask “why? The French look like they've been smoking out of their mother's womb” “Exactly!” touché, “Could you not use that word, Michelle?” Erin says unhappy with the language her friend uses “What, fanny?” “Why do you always have to be so coarse?” making Erin more annoyed “Ach, what's the big deal? We all have one.” Michelle said clearly not bothered by her language. "I don't.” James speaks up “that’s true” you add “You are one.”

“Of course, Beckett lived in Paris, and if anybody's influenced my writing, it is-” Erin was cut off by Michelle “What, Brenda Beckett from 12A?” “who’s Beckett?” you add “No! Not Brenda Beckett. Beckett Beckett.” “If we go to Paris, I'd like to meet Nicole.” “who’s Nicole” you say even more confused about people you’ve never heard of. James nods, confused. “For God's sake. How many times? It's just an ad. She's not a real person. Neither is Papa.” Erin said clearly done with her cousin “Be good conversation practice as well, you know, for the orals.” James says to be honest you where fluent in French so you weren't worried, but Clare seemed to agree. “Which will be the only oral that you-” “Yeah okay, Michelle!” You were done with the conversation knowing the bickering between the cousins would take a while. But you're thought was interrupted by Claire asking what you wanted to do in Paris. “Well, I'm excited to go to where some of my ancestors lived” “that is the saddest thing I've ever heard” Michelle says, “I think it’s good you're interested in your heritage rather than riding a French bloke.” oh god if Erin agrees then it IS pathetic.

As you all get near the booth you hear Jenny say “Bonjour. Tout le monde. Comment allez-vous?” God her terrible French made you want to throw a chair at her. “Wise up, Jenny.” Michelle says and you pat her on the back with support. “Where do we sign?” Erin asks “Hold on. Stall the fucking ball. Three hundred and seventy-five quid? Are you for real?” says Michelle “What? 375 pounds each? Isn't there some sort of group discount?” “It's not Club eighteen to thirty.” Jenny said clearly not amused “that’s expensive Jenny most people here probably couldn't afford the trip” “Just dip into your trust fund. I do it all the time.” Jenny says trying to give you and the girls advice. “It's like an account your parents set up for you to help pay for things, like university, your first car, educational trips.” All the girls seem very interested, you will have to see if your mom will pick up the phone to see if you have a trust fun.

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You were back at the Quinn’s house laying on the couch and placing your legs over Orla who decided to stay with you while watching whatever was on still tired after school, you had called your mom she answered for once which is rare, she doesn't like to pick up the phone, she also said she spent a lot of money on you going to Ireland and isn't going to spend more than she has to. It sucked but you understood and let her go. Currently you were paying attention to the conversation between Erin and Mary.

“Da, for God's sake. Will you turn that down?” Mary said to Joe “it is quite loud” you add “I have turned it down. It's at zero.” looking at the TV and mumbling. “Are you telling me I don't have a trust fund?” Erin asked, “There you go, you're not as slow as you look.” that made you chuckle. “Do I have a trust fund, Mary?” Orla asks now concerned “Listen girls, there are no trust funds! There are no funds, period.” Erin leaped onto a chair while saying, “For God's sake!” Orla got up to look over Gerry’s shoulder “Okay. That's one portion of red fish, one portion of white fish, two bags of chips.” he said but Joe yelled “No, no, no, no. Two bags won't be enough.” and that started an argument, you made your way to the kitchen “Okay. Four bags of chips then.” “Could I have a burger please, if that’s alright” you ask and simply get a sigh and a scribble of your order from Gerry and you thank him. “And I want twelve chicken nuggets, a small, battered hotdog, plenty of onions, plenty of-” Orla started but was cut off by Erin “Get a move on, Daddy. At that chippy, it's every man for himself on a Friday night.” “I am trying to concentrate here, Erin!” You decide to sit at the table and grab a piece of paper to help Gerry and start to write down people’s order too. You block out the conversation and choose to focus on writing the order. “It's Uncle Colm.” is what made you listen to the conversation “do I know an Uncle Colm” you ask the family and Mary said “no I don’t think so dearie and I'm not taking it. I've been stung once already this week. An hour and forty-five minutes talking about his new shoelaces.” “Sure, I've stopped answering my phone altogether for fear it's him, Mary.” Sarah said and you ask what is wrong with him?” “Frankly he is a bore, Will you take it, Da?” Mary says desperately “No chance, love. I mean I know I shouldn't say this about my own brother, but by Christ, he's a boring bastard.” Joes is a fun character to be around, he has a sort of way with words “Is somebody going to take it or not?” Erin asks, “I mean I would be happy to, but I don't know the man, sorry” and Mary decides to sacrifice herself while rubbing your shoulder grateful for someone to still offer.

You started to doodle on the paper drawing flowers and starts with your head in the cloud until Mary gasps and says “Our Colm's in the police station. Last night two gunmen forced their way into his house, tied him up, stole his van.” “Dirty bastards.” Joe says and you agree saying “crooks” and Joe gives a short laugh and places a hand on your shoulder thinking how he finds you fun to be around. “Oh, God love you, your poor critter. You're to come straight round here, you hear me? Oh of course, of course.” Gerry asks if he’s okay “He is traumatized, Gerry. He'll take a steak and kidney pie.” you take a paper and write down the order while Mary asks if five bags of chips is enough”

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You were at Fionnula with Erin and Orla, who had an arm around you talking about monkeys as you listened to her and commented sometimes. You hear the door open as Clare walks in “All right? Any joy with the trust fund?” Erin asks, noticing the blond girl. “Nah. According to my Ma we're actually quite poor.” The girls were discussing the situation while you turned to Orla, wrapped your arms around her and closed your eyes still tired. You listened to Orla’s breathing and her voice when she suggested to sell their organs “yeah who needs two eyes” you mumbled “We could. We could sell our organs. Or, and forgive me if this is a bit left field, but could we not, you know, get jobs?” you barely understood Clare and didn’t care for the conversation until Michelle ask “have you got a trust fund” and Orla nudges you to answer so you turn to the girls (and James) my mom said I should be grateful to be here, so unfortunately no.” “There are also no jobs in Derry. That's all you ever hear anybody say.” Michelle says now annoyed. “What are those then” you mumble and point to a board “I never really looked at this before. I just assumed they were all dead cat posters.” “They mostly are yeah” you agree “Missing cat posters.” Clare added “if you’re an optimist”

You're not sure but you don't think James likes fried food especially when he said “I don't like it, okay?! It's too greasy! It's much, much too greasy! Even the smell of it makes me feel physically sick!” but maybe you're reading into things too much “I'm sorry that you had to hear that, Fionnula.” Michelle said “You're a fucking embarrassment.” “Get him out of here.” you thought to yourself how scary Fionnula looked “You heard the woman.” Michelle pushed James out of the shop, you felt bad for James but were too tired to join him because well, Orla was really comfy.

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“There was a knock at the door. This must have been, ah, we're talking eight, half eight, for I was halfway through me dinner.” Colm states, Mary, Gerry, Joe and Erin look bored but you, Orla and Sarah look engrossed. “And up I got to open it. And there they both were, large as life. And the taller fella, though to be fair, there was no more than an inch in it.” “Jesus wept.” Mary said as Colm continued “The slightly taller fella, he says to me, says he, do you know who we are?” Joe asks, “How's a body supposed to enjoy his dinner?” but you shush him too interested “And I says to him, says I, well I can't be sure now, but maybe if you took off the balaclavas. And then he says to me, the slightly taller fella does, he says, step aside, we're armed.” Orla amazed says “Class.” you agree “And that's when the smaller fella, although as I say, we're talking an inch.”

“Mammy, make it stop.” Erin looked like she was being tortured and honestly you found Colm amazing at telling stories, so you glared at her to make her stop talking “An inch and a half at most.” “I need a drink.” Sarah said you quickly asked for water “He has the bright idea of tying me to the radiator, you see. And I remember saying to myself, says I, Colm, it's a good job you have the Economy 7 on the old timer, or you'd be roasted here.” “Did you go for the Economy 7 in the end, Colm? I thought you says the hot water settings were a minefield.” Sarah asked as she put down a glass of water for you and you thank her. “For the love of God, Sarah, no diversions, please.” Gerry says “don’t rush him” you say now annoyed, wanting to hear what Colm is saying “Aye, come on, let's pick it up. They tied you to the heater.” Mary also rushes “They did indeed. And there I am, shackled to the thermostatic valve with me new shoelaces, when one of them, the smaller fella, or hang on, maybe it was the-” “Doesn't matter, Colm.”

You were so engrossed in Colm’s story you also asked question much to the horror to the family, that you didn't hear the bell ring or Erin getting up to answer. You liked Colm, no one in your family would care for your questions, you would get single note answers, and Colm didn’t seem to mind either. You suddenly were pulled by Orla and Erin outside where James, Clare and Michelle are, you were gonna question why everyone was at the Quinn’s house until “why do you have a noticeboard”

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You all stand around a bridge with the noticeboard. Regretting not bringing a coat you cuddle up to Orla trying to stay warm, the tall girl doesn't mind and asks, “are ya cold love?” “a little” you say Orla unzips her vest and opens her arm to signal to come here. You wrap your arms around the girl, and she does the same, instantly you feel warmer “Better?” Orla asks “Better” you say and focus on Orla and her breathing, her chin on your head and her arms around you. While your friends talk about something you were happy being held by Orla and didn't pay attention to the conversation. You were almost falling asleep until Michelle started on a good rant

“Look, we're not like Jenny Joyce. Nobody's just gonna hand us things. But that doesn't mean we shouldn't have things. Come on, Clare. I know how much you've dreamed of seeing the Arc de- whatever the fuck it's called. James, I know how much you want to practice the shit out of the past participle. Orla, you really, really buzz off those Renault Clio ads.” you feel Orla nod “and don't you want to read up on stupid ass history” all you do is put a thumbs up and quickly put your hand back on Orla” “And you, Erin. Well, you're just riding Charlene Kavanagh.” “I'm not riding her. I just think it might be time I moved on, friendship-wise.” “You kind of are” you say turning your head “You are aware you're talking to your current friends?” Clare says clearly upset “We can't give up on Paris. Let's do this, girls. Let's just make it happen!” “God, I've never seen you so fired up.” you mumble a little cheer “I will buck a French lad, Erin. I will buck a French lad, so help me God!” Michelle says as Orla throws her arms in the air excitedly.

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Back at the house you were sitting beside Orla who had her arm over you, and snuggling into a cozy blanket “So, firstly we have the tutoring, and out of everyone, I thought you might be best suited to that, Clare, because-” Erin was cut off by Clare “I'm the brightest.” “Well, in that conventional sort of way, I suppose.” ouch. “There is also some babysitting. The child will be in bed, so you should just about be able to manage that, Michelle.” “Oh thanks! And you should just about be able to manage this.” Michelle says as she flips Erin off making you chuckle. “Always the lady. There's also some gardening, mowing the lawn, et cetera. This will require a bit of muscle, so you should take that one, Orla.” everyone nods in approval except for James “No. I should do that one. It's a man's job, Erin. I'm a man.” honestly you felt bad for him, his friends just making fun of him must suck “That's debatable.” Michelle ads “Well, I'm more of a man than Orla.” “Wow James, being a bit, a dick aren't we” you say defending your friend “I do not accept that.” Orla states nodding along with you. “Come on Erin.” James pleads “Fine.” Erin says annoyed “So that leaves dog-walking and washing a car.” “Is it a Renault Clio?” Orla asks “No.” “I'll take the dogs.” Erin smiles “Okay. Let's go to work.” “wait” you say “what” Erin says confused “what about me. What is my job?” everyone was silent, ‘they forgot about me’ you think to yourself “uh, well these where the only jobs that’s on” Erin says trying to tell you ‘gently’ to find your own job “oh” you say and you hear your voice waver but smile “ okay sure I wouldn't want to bother you guys” “ oh thanks I thought you would be upset” Erin says relieved “why would I? I'm my own person right” “you get it” “I should get my own job do my own homework and find my own friend” “yeah, al- wait what” Erin clearly now understanding “yeah I think il do that now and leave you all alone.” You get up and push Orla’s arm off you and leave for a walk. How silly where you to think any of them would come after you.

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You weren't there when Fionnula got to the house and luckily you didn't have to go and clean the chip shop. But you were stuck in the house watching TV by yourself, alone and frankly you felt miserable, so much so that you didn't notice Joe sitting down. “What are you watching dear” he asks, and you shrug and tell him he can change the channel. There was a pause then he says “bingo night is in an hour, and i need someone to help me make sure that the burglars don't cheat” clearly referring to someone. At first you were gonna say no but, you know what Joe had been nothing but kind and friendly to you and you gladly accept. Later in the evening when bingo was finished you and Joe were gossiping about a magic pen as you both entered the house. To see pizza, you all sat at the table and Joe says “it’s just not as nice” as he throws the pizza in the box.

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As you sit on the couch Orla skips to sit beside you and pulls you on her as if nothing happened. You look at her like she grew a second head, and she notices “do I have something on my face” she asks casually “what are you doing Orla? Are you really gonna ignore the conversation we had yesterday.” you asked flabbergasted “what conversation” she asks confused “the one in Erin’s room” you say almost yelling “oh did something happen I was distracted.” “with what” you ask “and how did you think i was okay after i left the room” “i thought you needed to piss” you cannot with this girl right now and rub your face in your hand tired “I wasn't paying attention what happened” “you all forgot about me” Orla looked worried now “I wouldn't dare love, I was thinking of you not what they were saying, if I knew I would have followed you” the weight of the world was off your shoulders now “promise” you ask “ay” that was enough to hug the girl tightly and she embraces you back. After a while of silence, you ask her “what were you thinking about me for” you ask “ i wanted to kiss you” “ah okay... wait WHAT”

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BONUS:

After you left.

“Way to go to Erin great job, you just singlehandedly ruined the mood, and i thought James was a dick” Michelle said clearly annoyed by the fact she just hurt the feeling of someone she thinks is cool. “Maybe we should go after her?” James suggests “I don't think we should, I mean if I were her I would want to be left alone a bit” Clare says “her hair smells like vanilla. I love vanilla” Orla adds while in a trance “what the fuck Orla”

 

(Later you found sweets on your bed and a note apologizing from everyone. It warmed your heart.)

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CLIFFHANGER!!! spoiler they kiss (maybe?)

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whew that was a lot. I hope you liked it please leave a Kudos. Love you <3