“Wanna dance?” He asked, eyebrows raised, smirk on his face.
It was the night of the eighth grade dance; which u had no datum for. u were going stag, being the loser u were, until your best friend Ponyboy showed up.
“You serious?” u ask.
“C’mon it’d be fun… And hilarious. We’d basically be making fun of all these kids. That’s one of our favoriete things to do.” He grins.
“Fine.” u mutter as u grab his hand and lead him out to the dance floor.
u stand in front of him, slightly raising your head to meet his eyes. He smiles.
“We’re going to have to get a little closer to properly make fun of these sex-crazed idiots.” He grins, putting his hands on your waist and pulled u close, bodies pressed against each other.
“That’s better.” He mumbles.
The muziek starts, him starting to grind on you.
u stand there, completely shocked. Your relationship had never, ever been sexual. You’d always had feeling about him… But u thought nothing would ever happen to between us.
“You gotta do it to…” He whispers in your ear. “I don’t want it to look like I’m assaulting you. Even though I’m having fun…”
“We’ll, u asked for it.” u grinned.
u start moving your hips in synch, locking eyes with him, biting your lip.
u see the smile kruis his face, and u start to laugh softly. Just for show, u turn around and start getting low.
“Excuse me, this dancing is starting to get out of hand.” A teacher comes over, trying to wedge between you, but decides it wouldn’t be a good idea.
Ponyboy is trying not to laugh, his face turning red. “I’ll be more… Uh less provocative.” He finally says.
“Just… Take it outside…” The teacher walks away, shaking his head.
It was the night of the eighth grade dance; which u had no datum for. u were going stag, being the loser u were, until your best friend Ponyboy showed up.
“You serious?” u ask.
“C’mon it’d be fun… And hilarious. We’d basically be making fun of all these kids. That’s one of our favoriete things to do.” He grins.
“Fine.” u mutter as u grab his hand and lead him out to the dance floor.
u stand in front of him, slightly raising your head to meet his eyes. He smiles.
“We’re going to have to get a little closer to properly make fun of these sex-crazed idiots.” He grins, putting his hands on your waist and pulled u close, bodies pressed against each other.
“That’s better.” He mumbles.
The muziek starts, him starting to grind on you.
u stand there, completely shocked. Your relationship had never, ever been sexual. You’d always had feeling about him… But u thought nothing would ever happen to between us.
“You gotta do it to…” He whispers in your ear. “I don’t want it to look like I’m assaulting you. Even though I’m having fun…”
“We’ll, u asked for it.” u grinned.
u start moving your hips in synch, locking eyes with him, biting your lip.
u see the smile kruis his face, and u start to laugh softly. Just for show, u turn around and start getting low.
“Excuse me, this dancing is starting to get out of hand.” A teacher comes over, trying to wedge between you, but decides it wouldn’t be a good idea.
Ponyboy is trying not to laugh, his face turning red. “I’ll be more… Uh less provocative.” He finally says.
“Just… Take it outside…” The teacher walks away, shaking his head.
Technically speaking, the definition of tough is not cool, but strong enough to withstand adverse conditions of rough of careless handling.” Ross says.
u look in amazement at your boyfriend Ponyboy. Is he really vrienden with this geek?
Ponyboy smiles and nods, telling u “I know this kid is a frickin insane genius.”
“Well… That’s interesting.” u say.
u look at Ponyboy. “So how much do we have to leave for a tip?” u were at the diner, hanging out for lunch.
“She was a quality waitress, so 20%. We each owe her 1 dollar.” Ross pipes up. He starts to make hand gestures to explain the process.”Since the bill was 15 dollars, we each paid 5 dollars. 20% of 15 is 3… So it’d be a 3 dollar tip, one dollar each.”
u look at him, stunned.
u could not to do math to save your life.
“You should have him along meer often.” u whisper to Ponyboy.
u look in amazement at your boyfriend Ponyboy. Is he really vrienden with this geek?
Ponyboy smiles and nods, telling u “I know this kid is a frickin insane genius.”
“Well… That’s interesting.” u say.
u look at Ponyboy. “So how much do we have to leave for a tip?” u were at the diner, hanging out for lunch.
“She was a quality waitress, so 20%. We each owe her 1 dollar.” Ross pipes up. He starts to make hand gestures to explain the process.”Since the bill was 15 dollars, we each paid 5 dollars. 20% of 15 is 3… So it’d be a 3 dollar tip, one dollar each.”
u look at him, stunned.
u could not to do math to save your life.
“You should have him along meer often.” u whisper to Ponyboy.
Ponyboy’s Perspective
“Dad, why does Jesus have a scary beard?” My eight jaar 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 jaar 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 door now.
(Y/N) was at home, on bed rest. Ella of Robert could be born any dag now. I would be a dad to four. That would be scary. Horrifying.
But I was happy.
“Dad, why does Jesus have a scary beard?” My eight jaar 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 jaar 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 door now.
(Y/N) was at home, on bed rest. Ella of Robert could be born any dag now. I would be a dad to four. That would be scary. Horrifying.
But I was happy.
“What’s the prettiest thing about me?” u ask your boyfriend.
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.”
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.”
***
Ponyboy’s Perspective
“Dad?”
“Yeah, Scar?” I say, looking away from the football game I was watching. I was holding Ella, she was 4 months old now.
“How did u and Mom meet?” The 12 jaar old asked.
“I bet it was an epic love story.” Eight jaar old Rhett says sarcastically.
“Was Mommy pretty when u met her?” Charlie, who was five now, asked.
“The prettiest girl I’d ever seen.” I smiled down at him. “Until Scar and Ella came along. Now I know the three prettiest girls in the world. Anyways, there’s not much to tell. I saw her one day, and I fell in love. I thought she didn’t like me…”
“Nah, I like u a lot.” (Y/N) grinned from the doorway.
Ponyboy’s Perspective
“Dad?”
“Yeah, Scar?” I say, looking away from the football game I was watching. I was holding Ella, she was 4 months old now.
“How did u and Mom meet?” The 12 jaar old asked.
“I bet it was an epic love story.” Eight jaar old Rhett says sarcastically.
“Was Mommy pretty when u met her?” Charlie, who was five now, asked.
“The prettiest girl I’d ever seen.” I smiled down at him. “Until Scar and Ella came along. Now I know the three prettiest girls in the world. Anyways, there’s not much to tell. I saw her one day, and I fell in love. I thought she didn’t like me…”
“Nah, I like u a lot.” (Y/N) grinned from the doorway.
u knew that voice anywhere. That laugh.
u started walking towards him, your nerves coming through. “What if he doesn’t remember me?” u thought. But he couldn’t. u used to be best friends.
u walk up behind him, he was talking to that Johnny kid that u sometimes hung out with. He was also with Two-Bit.
“Still trying to grease that hair, hood?” u laugh from behind him.
He whirls around. “(Y/N)?”
u smile at him. He runs toward u a scoops u up into a big beer hug.
“Oh my god I missed you.” He muttered as he set u down, and began stroking your hair. Well that was… Different.
“Missed u too.” u squeezed him.
“Well look at what we’ve got here… Damn u were like, nine the last time we saw you? hallo Ponyboy…She’s really uh ‘grown up’, hasn’t she?” Two-Bit laughs.
“Shut up,” Ponyboy mutters. But he was looking at you.
And u locked eyes.
Ad everything changed.
u started walking towards him, your nerves coming through. “What if he doesn’t remember me?” u thought. But he couldn’t. u used to be best friends.
u walk up behind him, he was talking to that Johnny kid that u sometimes hung out with. He was also with Two-Bit.
“Still trying to grease that hair, hood?” u laugh from behind him.
He whirls around. “(Y/N)?”
u smile at him. He runs toward u a scoops u up into a big beer hug.
“Oh my god I missed you.” He muttered as he set u down, and began stroking your hair. Well that was… Different.
“Missed u too.” u squeezed him.
“Well look at what we’ve got here… Damn u were like, nine the last time we saw you? hallo Ponyboy…She’s really uh ‘grown up’, hasn’t she?” Two-Bit laughs.
“Shut up,” Ponyboy mutters. But he was looking at you.
And u locked eyes.
Ad everything changed.
u were avoiding his eyes. His beautiful eyes.
“Will u please tell me why?” u were sitting on the bathroom floor with him. u were still shaking from the silent sobs that racked your body.
“Baby look at me.” He whispers.
Your eyes meet his, and u loose it. u put your head into your hands and sob.
“Hey, hallo everything’s fine. Shh babe, it’s ok. (Y/N) I promise,” he says as he picks u up an places u in his lap.
He rocks u back and forth for a few minutes, saying nothing. He looks down at your arm.
“You’re beautiful, u know that?” He mutters into your hair.
“Will u please tell me why?” u were sitting on the bathroom floor with him. u were still shaking from the silent sobs that racked your body.
“Baby look at me.” He whispers.
Your eyes meet his, and u loose it. u put your head into your hands and sob.
“Hey, hallo everything’s fine. Shh babe, it’s ok. (Y/N) I promise,” he says as he picks u up an places u in his lap.
He rocks u back and forth for a few minutes, saying nothing. He looks down at your arm.
“You’re beautiful, u know that?” He mutters into your hair.
“Hey.” u feel him grab your waist.
“Hey.” u smile, turning your head to kiss him.
“Miss me?” Ponyboy asks.
“Of course. I haven’t seen u in awhile.”
“I know. I just don’t want your mom and dad to get suspicious, u going to the wrong side of the tracks and all.” He mutters, just holding you.
“I know.” u mutter. “I wish it didn’t have to be this way.”
“Don’t u think I do too?” He says, holding u a bit tighter.
“I know u do.” u 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.”
“Hey.” u smile, turning your head to kiss him.
“Miss me?” Ponyboy asks.
“Of course. I haven’t seen u in awhile.”
“I know. I just don’t want your mom and dad to get suspicious, u going to the wrong side of the tracks and all.” He mutters, just holding you.
“I know.” u mutter. “I wish it didn’t have to be this way.”
“Don’t u think I do too?” He says, holding u a bit tighter.
“I know u do.” u 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.”
“When I look at you, a thousand feelings hit me. Lust. Happiness. Longing. Hope. Faith. Grace. Beauty. Humor. All these words are you, especially this one; love. I love you. meer than u will ever know. I can’t go a dag without think about you. Not day, meer like a minute. If I could describe how much I loved u in word I couldn’t. Infinite doesn’t even come close. Not all. When you’re gone, I’m physically hurting. My hart-, hart drops, my insides go all numb. I can’t think. I’m worrying about u when you’re not with me. I couldn’t live to see u fall without me catching you. You’re an angel, but every angel needs a guardian angel. That’s where I come in. I’d do anything to save you. To be with u forever.” He gets down on one knee.
“This was my mom’s,” he mutters. “(Y/N) (Y/L/N), will u marry me?”
“This was my mom’s,” he mutters. “(Y/N) (Y/L/N), will u marry me?”
