Ты knew that voice anywhere. That laugh.
Ты started walking towards him, your nerves coming through. “What if he doesn’t remember me?” Ты thought. But he couldn’t. Ты used to be best friends.
Ты walk up behind him, he was talking to that Johnny kid that Ты sometimes hung out with. He was also with Two-Bit.
“Still trying to grease that hair, hood?” Ты laugh from behind him.
He whirls around. “(Y/N)?”
Ты smile at him. He runs toward Ты a scoops Ты up into a big медведь hug.
“Oh my god I missed you.” He muttered as he set Ты down, and began stroking your hair. Well that was… Different.
“Missed Ты too.” Ты squeezed him.
“Well look at what we’ve got here… Damn Ты were like, nine the last time we saw you? Эй, Ponyboy…She’s really uh ‘grown up’, hasn’t she?” Two-Bit laughs.
“Shut up,” Ponyboy mutters. But he was looking at you.
And Ты locked eyes.
Ad everything changed.
Ты started walking towards him, your nerves coming through. “What if he doesn’t remember me?” Ты thought. But he couldn’t. Ты used to be best friends.
Ты walk up behind him, he was talking to that Johnny kid that Ты sometimes hung out with. He was also with Two-Bit.
“Still trying to grease that hair, hood?” Ты laugh from behind him.
He whirls around. “(Y/N)?”
Ты smile at him. He runs toward Ты a scoops Ты up into a big медведь hug.
“Oh my god I missed you.” He muttered as he set Ты down, and began stroking your hair. Well that was… Different.
“Missed Ты too.” Ты squeezed him.
“Well look at what we’ve got here… Damn Ты were like, nine the last time we saw you? Эй, Ponyboy…She’s really uh ‘grown up’, hasn’t she?” Two-Bit laughs.
“Shut up,” Ponyboy mutters. But he was looking at you.
And Ты locked eyes.
Ad everything changed.
Ты smiled at him, waiting for him to continue. He grabbed your hand. “I thought it’d be the coolest thing to be a train. I don’t even know why. Maybe because they’re always moving, they’re big, I don’t know.” He shrugs his shoulders.
“But as I got older, I realized I was like a train. Always pushing forward, no turning around of anything. From the looks of it, my train was going to end me up in jail.” He stops walking at the track switch.
“(Y/N), Ты were like my track switch. My train was headed for nowhere till Ты came along. Now I see my train going somewhere, to a house, a family, a life.” He pauses. “And I wanted to say thank you.” He says quietly.
Ты just заворачивать, обертывание your arms around him.