“Will Ты please tell me why?” Ты were sitting on the bathroom floor with him. Ты were still shaking from the silent sobs that racked your body.
“Baby look at me.” He whispers.
Your eyes meet his, and Ты loose it. Ты put your head into your hands and sob.
“Hey, Эй, everything’s fine. Shh babe, it’s ok. (Y/N) I promise,” he says as he picks Ты up an places Ты in his lap.
He rocks Ты back and forth for a few minutes, saying nothing. He looks down at your arm.
“You’re beautiful, Ты know that?” He mutters into your hair.
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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 Ты had a beautiful laugh, and that Ты 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 Ты more, and Любовь Ты 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 Ты had a beautiful laugh, and that Ты 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 Ты more, and Любовь Ты better.
Their hearts both broke as Soda leaned down to Kiss you.
Ты groan and turn over. Ты had the flu. Ты were really sore,tired, and cold. Ты thought nothing could make Ты feel better.
“Hey, (Y/N), Ты hungry?” Your boyfriend Soda asks from the doorway.
Ты shake your head. “I’m just cold.” Ты 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 вверх 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.” Ты say.
“Why?” Soda asks, smiling.
“What if the cars blow up, and we die? или what if they crash? Or-“
“Hey it’s going to be fine,” He interrupts you. “Have some popcorn.”
“But what if I’m eating попкорн and the cars blow up and we die?”
“Then I’ll blow up and die eating попкорн with the girl I love.”
And he kisses Ты on the lips.
“Darry, how do Ты feel about kids?” Ты ask.
“About having kids?” He asked. Ты 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 или 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.” Ты 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.
Ты nod your head. He picks Ты up in a big медведь hug.
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 год 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 сказал(-а) 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 диван, мягкий уголок to give her a hug.
“I Любовь Ты Daddy.”
“Love Ты too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in Любовь 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 Ты sure Ты 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 Ты 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 Ты ok? Are Ты hurt? Where are Ты 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 Ты ok? Where are Ты 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.
