the outsiders i loved it so much that i had 2 tham gia the club.I couldn't belive it and like that i was pissed johnny and dally should have made it i cried like a baby but i guess that it the way way they made the movie because i could watch everyday i loved it so much.
Do any of bạn know if there is a part 2 to the movie?I wuold realy tình yêu that.i wached it with a good friend bạn might know her Cherry7878 she came over and we watched it now I am in tình yêu with it.
I can't beleive it happened like that it was so real and life like icouldnt help but to watch it agine
Do any of bạn know if there is a part 2 to the movie?I wuold realy tình yêu that.i wached it with a good friend bạn might know her Cherry7878 she came over and we watched it now I am in tình yêu with it.
I can't beleive it happened like that it was so real and life like icouldnt help but to watch it agine
“No you’re too young.” He says, munching on some chips.
“You’re too young too.” Ponyboy says, annoyed.
“But I gotta look after you, kiddo. bạn don’t want to end up like me. Well actually I take that back. bạn do kinda wanna end up like me; a successful sex god.”
“You are not a sex god.”
“Yes I am. Are bạn blind?”
“I obviously have better vision than you.”
Steve tackles Ponyboy, pinning him the ground.
“Take it back, Horseman.”
“Nope.” Ponyboy laughs.
“You better, hoặc I will fucking beat your ass.”
“Ok, ok, bạn have ok vision.”
“Thank you.” Steve says, getting off of Ponyboy.
“Welcome.” Ponyboy mutters.
“You’re alright kid.”
Darry looks at bạn in complete shock. “What?”
“I’m pregnant, and I think we should put the baby up for adoption.” bạn say in rushed words.
He just gives bạn a funny look.
“Money’s tight…” bạn continue. “It wouldn’t be fair to bring up a child like this… And I don’t know if bạn even want it… I’d think it’d be best for him hoặc her.”
“What’s best for our baby is living with it’s parents who will work hard to make a good life for them.” He smiles at you.
Two-Bit kissed your lips lightly and smiled. bạn smiled back at him. "Why are bạn so happy?" bạn asked. "I'm so happy because I have the most beautiful girl in the world laying right tiếp theo to me." He đã đưa ý kiến as he wrapped his arms around you. bạn felt your cheeks heat up. Two-Bit chuckled and bạn laughed along with him. "I tình yêu you." He whispered. "I tình yêu bạn to." bạn answered. Two-Bit rested his head on your shoulder. He whispered about how beautiful bạn were and how much he loved you, up until bạn both fell asleep.
you and Two-Bit <3
bạn started walking towards him, your nerves coming through. “What if he doesn’t remember me?” bạn thought. But he couldn’t. bạn used to be best friends.
bạn walk up behind him, he was talking to that Johnny kid that bạn sometimes hung out with. He was also with Two-Bit.
“Still trying to grease that hair, hood?” bạn laugh from behind him.
He whirls around. “(Y/N)?”
bạn smile at him. He runs toward bạn a scoops bạn up into a big chịu, gấu hug.
“Oh my god I missed you.” He muttered as he set bạn down, and began stroking your hair. Well that was… Different.
“Missed bạn too.” bạn squeezed him.
“Well look at what we’ve got here… Damn bạn were like, nine the last time we saw you? xin chào Ponyboy…She’s really uh ‘grown up’, hasn’t she?” Two-Bit laughs.
“Shut up,” Ponyboy mutters. But he was looking at you.
And bạn locked eyes.
Ad everything changed.
“Dad, why does Jesus have a scary beard?” My eight năm old Rhett whispers.
“I don’t know…Maybe they couldn’t shave back then.” I whisper back.
“Oh,” he nods. It seemed to make sense to him.
Twelve năm old Scarlett looked over at us, trying to see what all the whispering was about. I waved my hand at her to tell her it wasn’t important.
Charlie had crawled into my lap halfway through the sermon. He was five now, but still my little man. He was half asleep bởi now.
(Y/N) was at home, on giường rest. Ella hoặc Robert could be born any ngày now. I would be a dad to four. That would be scary. Horrifying.
But I was happy.
“You alright, babe?” He asks. bạn were lying on your stomach on hàng đầu, đầu trang of him.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” bạn say.
He strokes his hair. “You know, this could be us every night.”
“Yeah but we’d have kids, so it would be weird and awkward to do this every night. What if they had bad dreams hoặc something?” bạn say.
“Ok, well then every other night.” He grins.
“That might work.” bạn laugh.
“By the looks of it, we’ll have lots of little kids on our hands.” He winks.
