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u walked into the Curtis house and u saw Ponyboy sitting there reading his book. "Hey Pony, are u ready to read 'Gone with the wind?' " "Yeah hang on, hallo Soda, can u come here for a minute." u and Ponyboy have been vrienden for a couple days now and he promised he would toon u his favoriete book, and u never knew he had a brother. "Hey Pony--" Soda walked in with no overhemd, shirt on, only a towel. His jaw dropped and he blushed. "Hi, I'm Sodapop," "I'm Alex," u couldn't stop looking into his beautiful eyes. "Well Alex, how about I take u to the dingo for a coke?" u nod but then remember that u were really there to get that book. "Oh, pony, I'm sorry, can I please go?" "I ain't your parent, sure u can go and here take the book, u can read it to Soda." Soda took your hand and began leading u out the door. "Hey sodapop!" pony yelled, "you know u only got a towel on?" Soda blushed and gave u a quick kiss then ran to go get cloths.
u and Two-bit are sitting on the divan, bank watching Mickey muis and playing around. u throw popcorn at him occasionally and he just laughs. u have been dating for about 4 months now. u throw a piece of pop maïs and it hits him right in the face, and he turns around slowly, a slight smirk growing on his face as u begin to giggle. He lunges for u as he begins to tickle you, but this time u fight back and playfully wrestle him. u two roll around wrestling on the floor for about 2 minutes, and u stop when he ends up on top, boven of you. u look into each others eyes for what feels like forever, and finally he slowly moves his face closer to yours and kisses you. "I love u (Y/N)" he whispers, and leans in for another kiss.
Later that night, u hear someone in the house. Thankfully Dally heard it too and he was wide awake. He quickley gets out of bed as u follow. u creep down the hallway and peek around the corner.
"Go back to the room," He says as u do what he instructed
u sit on the bed,praying that everythings okay.
Soon, u hear shots from a gun.
Then silence
With the money that I would have gone to college with, and with what Ponyboy had saved, we had bought Soda his horse.
Soda came in, in his plaid overhemd, shirt and jeans. His jaw dropped. Then he smile brighter than the sun.
He walked over to horse.
“Hey buddy,” he says, smiling, petting his nose.
“It took forever to get him to listen,” Ponyboy said.
“Yeah, I got myself and ornery pony.” Soda grins.
“You happy?” u ask Soda.
He just looks at you, smiles and nods his head.
“Yes. I am 100% serious.” He says, grinning.
“You’re joking.”
“No I’m not.” He laughs.
“Yes u are.”
“Come on (Y/N).”
“Fine.” u say.
u take the bier from his hand and chug it down.
“There.. Are u happy with my chugging skills?” u ask.
u had gotten tired of the New Years Party u were at, so u decided to have your own; complete with balloons, champagne, dancing, and the life of the party.
“This is fun,” u laugh as u look up to him.
“Yeah,” he laughs, as he dips you.
“Careful of the champagne, babe.”
“Sorry… Just trying to make things classy.” He laughs.
“You kidding me? This is some high class shit!” u laugh.
He glances at the clock.
“It’s 11:59,” he grins.
“Time for our New Year’s kiss,” u grin as u lean in.
“Not yet!” He yells, moving your face away. “It isn’t midnight yet!”
u laugh, then glance at the clock.
“Well, we missed it.” u pout. “It’s 12:01.”
“Looks like we have to wait a whole nother year.”
He pauses for a second, thinking.
“You.” He finally answers, smiling.
“That’s not one thing.” u roll your eyes and giggle.
“Yes it is. u are you. Without certain things, u wouldn’t be you. If you’re pretty eyes weren’t (eye color), u wouldn’t be you. If u didn’t snort when u laugh, u wouldn’t be you. If u didn’t randomly burst into song, u be you.
If u weren’t nice and sweet and funny, it wouldn’t be (Y/N). The (Y/N) I know, love and adore.” He smiles as he kisses u on the cheek.
“Really?” u ask.
“Really.”
“Really really?”
“Really really.”
“Johnny how do u think this looks?” u ask, holding up a black dress to you.
“How am I supposed to know?” He groans as he leans on one of the shelves of the department store.
“Well, would I look good in it?” u ask, twirling the dress around.
“You’d look good in any clothes, honey.” He smiles at you.
“Any clothes?” u ask, scrunching your nose.
“But u also look good in no clothes, if that’s what u want to know,” he grins at u like a little kid. “So could u hurry up so I could see my favoriete outfit on you?”
