u feel your phone buzzing in your pocket and answer it. "Hello?" "Hey Ashleigh! It's me Dal!" "Hey Dal!" It's good to hear that familiar voice, u think to yourself. "Listen, I just got outta jail, u wanna meet up?" He asks. "Yeah, of course!" "Ok, see ya at mine in ten minutes." "Bye!" u exclaim. You've known Dally since u were three years old. u could count on him for anything. u hurry to Dal's house remembering lots of thing u two have been through together. u take a deep breath and right as your about to knock on the door Dal opens it. "ASH!" He exclaimed hugging you! "DAL!" u yell returning the hug. "I've missed ya kid." "Kid? I'm only a few weeks younger than you!" u protest. "Still. hallo I wanna toon u somethin'." He takes your hand and leads u out of the house. "Close your eyes." "Kay but if u make me run into anything I swear I'll murder you." u laugh. Not longer than a minuut of two before Dallas tells u to open your eyes. u open them to see a tafel, tabel with white roses in the middle. "What do ya think?" "Dal, this is great!" u look on the tafel, tabel to see two pb&j sandwiches. "Classy Dallas Winston." u giggle. "So what made u decide to do this?" u question. "Well, this inmate of mine was talkin' to me about how he missed his sister's wedding because of jail. We were talkin' about our lives for some reason and u came into the conversation. He made me promise him that I'd ask u to be my girl when I got out. I'm keeping that promise. Will u be my girl Ashleigh?" He explains. u sit there shocked for a while. "Yes." u smile. "Yes I'll be your girl!!" u squeal jumping out of your zitplaats, stoel and giving him a hug. And that was the start of a very happy relationship.
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Darry and Dally looked at (Y/N) from the couch. She was talking with Soda on the front porch, smiling, laughing at what he said. They both thought u had a beautiful laugh, and that u were completely adorable.
Darry was jealous of Soda, he thought he could take better care of you, provide a better life.
Dally thought he could protect u more, and love u better.
Their hearts both broke as Soda leaned down to kiss you.
Darry and Dally looked at (Y/N) from the couch. She was talking with Soda on the front porch, smiling, laughing at what he said. They both thought u had a beautiful laugh, and that u were completely adorable.
Darry was jealous of Soda, he thought he could take better care of you, provide a better life.
Dally thought he could protect u more, and love u better.
Their hearts both broke as Soda leaned down to kiss you.
u groan and turn over. u had the flu. u were really sore,tired, and cold. u thought nothing could make u feel better.
“Hey, (Y/N), u hungry?” Your boyfriend Soda asks from the doorway.
u shake your head. “I’m just cold.” u sniffle.
“Well that can be fixed.” He says smiling.
He gets onto the bed, and snuggles close to you, and puts all the blankets on top, boven of you.
“Soda, you’re gonna get sick and…”
“I don’t care… All I care about is you, and that you’re gonna feel better.”
The cars zoomed by.
“This makes me so nervous.” u say.
“Why?” Soda asks, smiling.
“What if the cars blow up, and we die? of what if they crash? Or-“
“Hey it’s going to be fine,” He interrupts you. “Have some popcorn.”
“But what if I’m eating popcorn and the cars blow up and we die?”
“Then I’ll blow up and die eating popcorn with the girl I love.”
And he kisses u on the lips.
“Darry, how do u feel about kids?” u ask.
“About having kids?” He asked. u 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 of 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.” u 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.
u nod your head. He picks u up in a big beer hug.
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 jaar 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 zei 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 divan, bank to give her a hug.
“I love u Daddy.”
“Love u too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in love 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 u sure u 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 u 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 u ok? Are u hurt? Where are u 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 u ok? Where are u 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.
u aren’t exactly sure what you’re humming to… But it’s something.
“Hey, (Y/N), have u seen my-” “THUD!” u rip open the douche curtain to see your boyfriend had tripped over the doorway.
“Oh my god, Two-Bit, are u ok?!?” u gasp.
He looks up at you. “Oh my god you’re in the shower!” He yells.
u yank the curtain back, covering yourself up.
“Two-Bit, are u ok honey?”you ask.
“After seeing that I’m not.” He says. “Damn, your beautiful.” He says, blushing.
“What a pig.” u laugh.