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“Darry, how do bạn feel about kids?” bạn ask.
“About having kids?” He asked. bạn were nervous.
“Yeah.”
“I’ve never told anyone this really… But it’s been my goal in life to be a better father figure than I ever was to Soda hoặc Ponyboy… I thought I did a good job, but I know I could’ve done better.” He scratches his neck. “So yeah I’d want to have kids.”
“Well that’s good.” bạn smile.
“Why?” He asks. “You aren’t…” He starts, but then looks at you. “You are aren’t you?” His smile lights up the whole room.
bạn nod your head. He picks bạn up in a big chịu, gấu hug.
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 năm old daughter. Wow.
“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” It pained me to see her going on her first date. But I was smiling.
“I’ll be good, Daddy, I promise.”
I grin. Exactly what her mother đã đưa ý kiến to her dad on our first date.
“I know.” I manage to say. “You’re a good kid.”
“Not like Faith,” Grace grins. Oh my Faith. Nine years old and already had a “boyfriend”. She was completely hilarious.
“Not like Faith.” I smile.
I get up off the đi văng to give her a hug.
“I tình yêu bạn Daddy.”
“Love bạn too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in tình yêu with.”
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Darry’s P.O.V
“Daddy?” Danny asks from the back seat. He was six now, and Olivia was one.
“What happened to your mommy and daddy?” He asks.
I don’t answer for a minute, just keep driving. What do I say?
“My mommy and daddy are hanging out in heaven.” Is all I can think of to say.
“They’re partying with Jesus?” Danny asks. “That’s cool!”
“Yeah, bud,” I smile. “Partying with Jesus.”
“Yes I do.” She says in that you’ve-told-me-a-million-times voice.
“Ok… Well are bạn sure bạn want to do this?” I ask nervously.
“I’m positive.” She says as she gives me a quick Kiss on the lips.
“I swear, if bạn hurt yourself…” I shake my head.
The motorcycle starts, and goes forward. Instead of going with the motorcycle., she flips off backwards from it.
I immediately rush to (Y/N).
“Oh my god, (Y/N), are bạn ok? Are bạn hurt? Where are bạn hurt?” I say, head spinning. If she’s hurt badly I’ll just…
“Dally I’m fine.. The motorcycle-“
“Steve can fix the motorcycle. Are bạn ok? Where are bạn hurt? Do we need to go to the hospital?”
“Dally I’m fine!” She laughs.
“You worry me,” I say, as I scoop her into a hug.
bạn aren’t exactly sure what you’re humming to… But it’s something.
“Hey, (Y/N), have bạn seen my-” “THUD!” bạn rip open the vòi hoa sen curtain to see your boyfriend had tripped over the doorway.
“Oh my god, Two-Bit, are bạn ok?!?” bạn gasp.
He looks up at you. “Oh my god you’re in the shower!” He yells.
bạn yank the curtain back, covering yourself up.
“Two-Bit, are bạn ok honey?”you ask.
“After seeing that I’m not.” He says. “Damn, your beautiful.” He says, blushing.
“What a pig.” bạn laugh.
“(Y/N), please stay out of this.” Darry says, eyes still locked on his younger brother.
“She has a point.” Ponyboy snorts.
“Don’t use that tone with me, young man.” Darry says, voice raised.
“Who went and made bạn dad?” Ponyboy asked, shrugging his shoulders.
“You take that back.” Darry says, lunging for Ponyboy.
They start beating up on each other, nothing serious. Brothers will be brothers.
“Hey! Knock it off!” bạn say, trying to separate them on the ground.
Smack!
bạn fall back, the hit getting bạn hard.
The boys freeze, realizing they’ve hit you.
“Ow!” bạn say. “That was my boob!”
They burst out laughing.
“Oh my god, Steve. Your eye.” bạn say as bạn remove the ice pack.
“It’s just bump.” He grins.
“A bump? Honey, it’s a huge black eye. It’s thêm like an egg.” bạn say.
“Old Man can still pack a punch, huh?”
“Steve, bạn need to get out of there.” bạn say matter-of-factly.
“I got nowhere to go.”
“You can stay with the Curtises. hoặc me. I just don’t like seeing bạn hurt.” bạn whisper.
“I’d rather it be me than you.” He says.
“What?” He asks, glancing over at you.
“You’re gonna get pulled over,” bạn say, rolling your eyes.
“Do bạn think I’d care?” He laughed.
“Dallas Winston, I am shocked and appalled bạn just đã đưa ý kiến that to me and ran that red light.” bạn laugh. “I’m horrified at your driving skills. Remind me not to get into a car with bạn again.”
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Light cracked the sky open. The crash that followed jolted bạn awake. bạn sit up in your bed, wide eyed with fear.
bạn had been afraid of thunderstorms since bạn were little… something about it just frightened bạn to no end.
The sound of your boyfriend breathing calmed bạn down. The rhythmic deep breathing soothed you, only for a second.
Another crack lit up the sky, with a giant boom that followed.
“Dally.” bạn shake your boyfriend awake.
“Babe… what’s the ma-” He stops as he sees your eyes, wide with fear. He sits up straight and wraps his arms around bạn pulling bạn close. “You’re fine… You’re fine.” He whispers, rocking bạn back and forth. “I got you. I promise. I got you.” Hands running through your hair.
“I just don’t like them.” bạn mumble into his bare chest.
“I know. I know.” He say. “But I still got you. I promise.”
But bạn were already asleep again.
bạn had been afraid of thunderstorms since bạn were little… something about it just frightened bạn to no end.
The sound of your boyfriend breathing calmed bạn down. The rhythmic deep breathing soothed you, only for a second.
Another crack lit up the sky, with a giant boom that followed.
“Dally.” bạn shake your boyfriend awake.
“Babe… what’s the ma-” He stops as he sees your eyes, wide with fear. He sits up straight and wraps his arms around bạn pulling bạn close. “You’re fine… You’re fine.” He whispers, rocking bạn back and forth. “I got you. I promise. I got you.” Hands running through your hair.
“I just don’t like them.” bạn mumble into his bare chest.
“I know. I know.” He say. “But I still got you. I promise.”
But bạn were already asleep again.
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