Prologue: bạn are a 16 years old greaser living in Tulsa, staying with your cousin two-bit whom bạn called mouse. bạn were dating sodapop curtis and good Những người bạn with the gangs. Johnny and dally are still alive and sandy is long gone. Imagine: bạn had been walking around the streets, when out of nowhere the rain began ,pouring like a sinners sweat in church. bạn were blocks away from bạn trang chủ but only down the đường phố, street from your Boyfs Sodapop's. As bạn approached the gate bạn could hear laughin from inside, the whole gang was there. bạn jogged up the steps and through the door. The entire gang looked up at bạn 'hey gang' bạn đã đưa ý kiến hoping they wouldn't freak out. 'y/n ? Your drenched!' Soda đã đưa ý kiến while running up to bạn and hugging bạn tightly. He took your hand and lead bạn to the bathroom. 'Dry off and I'll get bạn some dry clothes' he đã đưa ý kiến looking at bạn with with a smirk, like bạn were insane. 😏 He handed bạn a towel and quickly left to get some of his clothes for bạn to wear. When he came back bạn were standin in your underwear drying off. He stood there looking at bạn in total awe. He had never seen bạn in so little clothing before. bạn looked up at him embarrassed but when bạn saw his face bạn felt like vàng 'youre prefect y/n' he đã đưa ý kiến quietly and steped closer to bạn 'can I have the clothes?' Ou asked. He looked at bạn for a một giây as if making a tough decision 'no' he đã đưa ý kiến firmly placing them down on the counter, flashing bạn that movie ngôi sao smile. 'Soda' bạn begged with a smile in your face. 'Kiss me first' he commanded inching closer, closing the gap between you.
“Hey.” bạn smile, turning your head to Kiss him.
“Miss me?” Ponyboy asks.
“Of course. I haven’t seen bạn in awhile.”
“I know. I just don’t want your mom and dad to get suspicious, bạn going to the wrong side of the tracks and all.” He mutters, just holding you.
“I know.” bạn mutter. “I wish it didn’t have to be this way.”
“Don’t bạn think I do too?” He says, holding bạn a bit tighter.
“I know bạn do.” bạn whisper.
“I don’t know what I’d do without you. I regret everything that happened when I first walked out. I thought it’d be better for both of us. But I was wrong.” He mumbled into your shoulder.
“I can’t wait till I’m 18. They won’t be able to tell me what to do. And I can have you.”
“And you’ll be mine.” He smiles.
“Love me forever?”
“And always.”
