"Pleeeeasaeeeee babe" "no ngựa con, ngựa, pony I am not going with bạn to see gone with the wind..again!" bạn whine to your boyfriend. "Please ill Kiss bạn if bạn go!" "You'll Kiss me anyway!" bạn say. "Is that a challenge?" "I think it is!" bạn taunt "I bet I can go 4 hours with out kissing you!" "Ain't no way! If bạn can go 4 hours ill see gone with the wind with you!" "It's on baby" "Hmmmm who am I gonna Kiss for the tiếp theo four hours?" bạn say just to make him mad. "You wouldn't dare!" "Oh but I would!...SODA!!!" bạn tell up the stairs. "Yeah Hun!!!!!"he hollers back. "WILL bạn MAKE OUT WITH. ME FOR THE tiếp theo FOUR HOURS!!!" bạn hear laughing...then falling...then bạn see Soda stand up and the bottom of the stairs. "Why the hell do bạn want to make out with me when ponyboy is right tiếp theo to you!"he says out of breath. "Cuz ngựa con, ngựa, pony won't make out with me" bạn say in a 'duh' voice. "Fine let me get dressed though" he then runs up the stairs. And Darry walks out. "What was all that?" He asks "Oh I'm gonna make out with soda for the tiếp theo four hours because ngựa con, ngựa, pony refuses to Kiss me unless I see gone with the wind with him" bạn shrugged as If it was no big deal. "Oh.... well first of all im a wayyy better kisser than soda" he winks. "and một giây didn't y'all already see that" bạn nod. "Four times!" ngựa con, ngựa, pony adds. Darry face palms but walks out the door anyway. A few phút later Sodapop came down stairs. "You ready for that make out session doll?" He asks with a wink. "Oh bạn know it hun" bạn wink back. He comes over and sits beside you, he slowly leans in and bạn do the same. The một giây your lips meet bạn hear ngựa con, ngựa, pony get up. He pushes soda off bạn and ngựa con, ngựa, pony yells "no uh huh hands off she's mine" then starts mumbling stuff bạn don't quite catch. He sits down beside bạn and presses his lips to yours. bạn pull away "I win" bạn whisper before kissing him again.
How were bạn going to tell him bạn got laid off?
Y’all needed money… bạn had just bought a house, and money was short.
So of course bạn had to lose your job.
bạn walking into your house, and flop onto the couch. bạn were pretty much done with all the stress.
Darry walked out of the bathroom, towel around his waist.
“What’s up babe?” He said, chuckling at the sight of bạn sprawled on the couch.
“I got laid off.” bạn mumble.
He’s silent for a second, taking this in. “I’ll pick up another shift.” He says.
“No, no.. bạn don’t have to…” bạn start.
“No.. I’d make thêm money than bạn would. It’s gonna be fine I promise.”
bạn turn around to see your boyfriend Steve grinning wildly, another snowball in hand.
“It’s so on,” bạn laugh, as bạn lean down to scoop the snow.
bạn are hit with another snowball, right in the shoulder. bạn ngọn lửa, chữa cháy back, hitting him in the face.
Instead of picking up snow to make another snowball, he sprints towards you.
And tackles bạn into the snow.
“Oww Steve!” bạn laughed.
“It was needed.” He joked back.
bạn were lying on your backs in the snow, looking up at the stars.
bạn start to shiver.
He looks over at you. “Babe, are bạn cold?”
“Yeah.” bạn nod your head, teeth chattering.
He scoots closer to you, and wraps his arms around you. “Warmer?”
“Yeah,” bạn smile.
He picks up the naked two năm old and plops him into the bath. “There. Your in. Stay in.”
bạn were holding baby Stephanie, who would not stop crying. Why did bạn and Dally even agree to watch Johnny’s kids? This wasn’t a great experience.
“Hey, (Y/N), look at this,” Dally grins.
bạn look in the bathroom to see Josh, sitting in the tub, his hair greased back, smiling like a maniac.
bạn can’t help but burst out laughing, only making the baby cry more.
“Stephie, shut the hell up!” Josh says from the tub.
“Josh!” bạn scold. bạn glare at Dally.
“It wasn’t me!” Dally says.
“Yeah right.” bạn say, rolling your eyes.
“In my opinion, we are the greatest babysitters ever.” Dally said, smiling.
“Hey,” Dally whispers in your ear.
“Hey,”you whisper back.
“You’re parents home?”
“Yeah, they’re asleep.”
“So nothing fun?”
“Dally, bạn pig.” bạn laugh.
“Nah, I tình yêu just cuddling with you.” He says, snuggling closer to your body.
You’re silent for awhile, feeling the heat of his body.
“I tình yêu you.” bạn whisper.
“Not as much as I tình yêu you.” He squeezes you.
“Are bạn crying?” bạn ask as he walks in.
“No.” He mutters, wiping his eyes on his sleeve.
“Yes bạn are, bạn big softie,” Ponyboy grins.
“Is she all ok?” Soda asks, still sniffling.
“Yes, she’s in perfect condition.” The doctor grins. ” 6 pounds, 9 ounces. bạn want to hold her?” He asks Soda.
Soda just nods his head. The doctor hands him the baby.
(OK INSERT SODA BABY IMAGINE HERE TO GET SODA FEELINGS)
Soda just smiles.
“Hey, Grace.” He says softly. “Hey.”
“She looks like you.” Ponyboy says to bạn as he looks over Soda’s shoulder at his niece.
“Pretty, just like her mom.” Soda glances at you.
I had it all ready.
My parents wouldn’t care.
It would be a blessing for me to be gone.
I take a deep breath and take a final look in the mirror. My dark skin. Even darker eyes. The black hair I could never keep back. The scar on my cheek.
I run a hand through my hair, exhale, and open the mirror to see the different bottles of pills glaring at me; tempting me.
It would hurt the least. Less than the blade. But it might take longer. The rope would be quicker.
I reach for a bottle, twist the cap, and pour a few pills in my hand. I take another bottle and do the same.
I take a look at the drugs in my hand. I sigh, tilt my head back, and drop the pills in my mouth.
“JOHNNY!” I heard my drunk mother screech.
I spit the pills back into my hands.
I wouldn’t do this in front of my mother. Even though she was awful, she still is my mom. Im still her son.
My parents wouldn’t care.
It would be a blessing for me to be gone.
I take a deep breath and take a final look in the mirror. My dark skin. Even darker eyes. The black hair I could never keep back. The scar on my cheek.
I run a hand through my hair, exhale, and open the mirror to see the different bottles of pills glaring at me; tempting me.
It would hurt the least. Less than the blade. But it might take longer. The rope would be quicker.
I reach for a bottle, twist the cap, and pour a few pills in my hand. I take another bottle and do the same.
I take a look at the drugs in my hand. I sigh, tilt my head back, and drop the pills in my mouth.
“JOHNNY!” I heard my drunk mother screech.
I spit the pills back into my hands.
I wouldn’t do this in front of my mother. Even though she was awful, she still is my mom. Im still her son.
“Oh?” bạn ask.
“Yeah… Uh bạn know.” He shrugs.
“I don’t know,” bạn laugh.
“You’ll see,” he grins.
bạn walk into his room, and your jaw drops.
Your panties were all on his floor.
“Oh my god Dally!” bạn say.
“You obviously didn’t get the message.” He says laughing.
bạn look closer at the piles of your underwear. It spells out “PROM?”
“Oh my god,” bạn laugh.
“Is that a yes?” He grins.
“Yes!” bạn say still laughing.
“I just need bạn to help me out with something…”
“What?” bạn ask.
“I’m missing the dot under the câu hỏi mark…”