#idk. i wanted to cry when i got to my car but i didn't solely bc imma ak

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Can i request carl gallagher angst where reader and him used to date but she was like the only person fighting for their relationship so they break up and she moves on and he realizes his mistake but it may be to late?

Hiii, of course u can, this is the first angst i have written in a long time so idk if it’s good or not but i hope u like it, also sorry for taking so long to answer i had to read a lot of angst to remember how to write it lol

—---- One week ago —--- 

You called for the fifty time and Carl still did not answer, you were growing tired of his behavior. You’ve been dating for two years now but it didn't felt like it, it felt like an eternity, all the fights were making you tired of the relationship, it didn't help that Carl didn't seem to care about your feelings, always showing up late from work, answering messages after a long period of time and ignoring your wishes. 

It felt like the purest lack of gratitude you've ever seen, during the relationship you tried to do everything for Carl, talked to him when he fought with his brothers, tried to get along with everyone in the Gallagher family, which led to a ritual from shopping every month with Debbie and playing games on Fridays with Liam, cooking for him, helping to tidy up his apartment and cleaning his car.

Y/n did everything but nothing seemed to be enough for Carl, you were the only one who was fighting for the relationship unfortunately, because what came from Carl's side was just the desire to have sex. 

While waiting hopelessly for Carl to show up, you started to think about the future.

"Do I want to keep doing this? Being a doormat for a guy who apparently only uses me for sex. I do everything and he doesn't even thank me"

After a long period of waiting you got tired and decided that you would call him one last time, and this time would be the last of all, you had decided, it was time to break up with Carl. 

Before you could scream the name of your future ex-boyfriend, you heard footsteps coming from the hallway of the tiny apartment, Carl was stomping the soles of his feet,

"He’s angry" you thought, Carl didn't usually get angry with you so easily, unless you complained about something about the two of you dating.

“I was getting ready, what the fuck y/n you keep rushing me, I'm coming to you, fuck” he said. 

“Okay, sorry to rush you, but we're over an hour late.” you said trying not to cry by the sound of anger in his voice. “Can we go now?”

"For the last time we're already leaving, let me just get my phone"

"Ok" you say "it will be the last time"

After the date you were heading back to the apartment when Carl said "You need to be a little more patient, I always take time to get ready you know that things won't work out right if you rush me every time"

When the car parked you said, in a high tone almost screaming, almost as if you were letting out a long-kept secret "I do not want it anymore".

Carl looked at you confused, but you didn't bother to look at him, you were tired, tired of everything. 

"I don't want to keep up with this anymore, i'm tired,i don't want to be the only one who cares about our relationship, the only one who actually gives a fuck about the other" 

Carl looked at you with an astonished face. "What are you talking about? Do you want to break up with me just because I'm late?"

"It's not just that, it's because of everything, I can't take our relationship anymore, I can hardly call what we have a relationship and you know it"

You got out of the car, being followed by Carl and before you could enter the apartment you said "i will be leaving this week, im gonna grab my staff and head back to my own house"

Carl didn’t say anything, in fact, he helped you grab your stuff the entire week, it seemed like he was just acting like a robot, doing things on automatic, it almost felt like he was kicking you out of the apartment, or so it seemed.

—--- Present time —---

She was there again, Carl thought to himself while he saw you walking down the street. It wasn't the first time Carl followed you, you guys had ended your relationship with great regret after all the fights, and a double-edged sword seemed stuck in his throat with all the things he wanted to say, should have said, but got stuck in the pit of his stomach and stored away in his chest.

Y/n seemed to be fine, was wearing a big blouse, which Carl remembered how you dressed when you first started dating, just a big blouse, a pair of sneakers and a headdress. You didn't really care about the way you dressed, but when you started dating Carl realized that your boyfriend always gave a little bit about what you wanted to wear, he was always like that, he didn't care about the important things about your relationship and interfered when they were banal things.

When you broke up, it didn't take long for Carl to realize that things in his life didn't fit together anymore, but it was already too late for him, for you, he should have paid more attention this two years and not now, and certainly not just one week ago. You moved on, but Carl didn’t. You were happy, but Carl wasn't.

He only realized his mistakes when you showed up in this little coffee shop smiling like you hadn't smiled in a long time.

He lost you, but you didn’t lose anything.