“(Y/N), please stay out of this.” Darry says, eyes still locked on his younger brother.
“She has a point.” Ponyboy snorts.
“Don’t use that tone with me, young man.” Darry says, voice raised.
“Who went and made Ты dad?” Ponyboy asked, shrugging his shoulders.
“You take that back.” Darry says, lunging for Ponyboy.
They start beating up on each other, nothing serious. Brothers will be brothers.
“Hey! Knock it off!” Ты say, trying to separate them on the ground.
Smack!
Ты fall back, the hit getting Ты hard.
The boys freeze, realizing they’ve hit you.
“Ow!” Ты say. “That was my boob!”
They burst out laughing.
“Oh my god, Steve. Your eye.” Ты say as Ты remove the ice pack.
“It’s just bump.” He grins.
“A bump? Honey, it’s a huge black eye. It’s еще like an egg.” Ты say.
“Old Man can still pack a punch, huh?”
“Steve, Ты need to get out of there.” Ты say matter-of-factly.
“I got nowhere to go.”
“You can stay with the Curtises. или me. I just don’t like seeing Ты hurt.” Ты whisper.
“I’d rather it be me than you.” He says.
“What?” He asks, glancing over at you.
“You’re gonna get pulled over,” Ты say, rolling your eyes.
“Do Ты think I’d care?” He laughed.
“Dallas Winston, I am shocked and appalled Ты just сказал(-а) that to me and ran that red light.” Ты laugh. “I’m horrified at your driving skills. Remind me not to get into a car with Ты again.”
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Light cracked the sky open. The crash that followed jolted Ты awake. Ты sit up in your bed, wide eyed with fear.
Ты had been afraid of thunderstorms since Ты were little… something about it just frightened Ты to no end.
The sound of your boyfriend breathing calmed Ты down. The rhythmic deep breathing soothed you, only for a second.
Another crack lit up the sky, with a giant boom that followed.
“Dally.” Ты shake your boyfriend awake.
“Babe… what’s the ma-” He stops as he sees your eyes, wide with fear. He sits up straight and wraps his arms around Ты pulling Ты close. “You’re fine… You’re fine.” He whispers, rocking Ты back and forth. “I got you. I promise. I got you.” Hands running through your hair.
“I just don’t like them.” Ты mumble into his bare chest.
“I know. I know.” He say. “But I still got you. I promise.”
But Ты were already asleep again.
Ты had been afraid of thunderstorms since Ты were little… something about it just frightened Ты to no end.
The sound of your boyfriend breathing calmed Ты down. The rhythmic deep breathing soothed you, only for a second.
Another crack lit up the sky, with a giant boom that followed.
“Dally.” Ты shake your boyfriend awake.
“Babe… what’s the ma-” He stops as he sees your eyes, wide with fear. He sits up straight and wraps his arms around Ты pulling Ты close. “You’re fine… You’re fine.” He whispers, rocking Ты back and forth. “I got you. I promise. I got you.” Hands running through your hair.
“I just don’t like them.” Ты mumble into his bare chest.
“I know. I know.” He say. “But I still got you. I promise.”
But Ты were already asleep again.
this is the smartass Steve Randle
heres yet another poem that i wrote. enjoy!
i cried when i looked at the sky
it reminded me of Ты
my tears were hot with Любовь
and affection for Ты
i want Ты so bad, honey
youre all ive ever wanted
but i guess thats too much to ask
God wont give me you, im haunted
so i stay up at night with Ты by my side
but thats only a dream
its never anything real
baby, i wish Ты knew me
if only Ты were real in my reality
youre real in my imaginatin
but Мечты isnt enough
i want your affection
i really do wish Ты knew who i am
but your Любовь i will never get
your affection i will never feel
but, before, we HAVE met
i read about your story
and i truly am sorry
Ты suffered a great loss and your pain i feel
and i wanted to say to you: Ponyboy, Ты are the Автор of your own life story
i cried when i looked at the sky
it reminded me of Ты
my tears were hot with Любовь
and affection for Ты
i want Ты so bad, honey
youre all ive ever wanted
but i guess thats too much to ask
God wont give me you, im haunted
so i stay up at night with Ты by my side
but thats only a dream
its never anything real
baby, i wish Ты knew me
if only Ты were real in my reality
youre real in my imaginatin
but Мечты isnt enough
i want your affection
i really do wish Ты knew who i am
but your Любовь i will never get
your affection i will never feel
but, before, we HAVE met
i read about your story
and i truly am sorry
Ты suffered a great loss and your pain i feel
and i wanted to say to you: Ponyboy, Ты are the Автор of your own life story
the whole fictional outsiders gang...but if they are in my world, are they REALLY fictional?
