“Oh my god, I’m sorry!” A boy about your age says, truly apologetic. He grabs your hand and pulls آپ up. آپ find his eyes, and آپ see how cute he is. He looks at you, stunned. “I’m… Really sorry.” He says as he stares into your eyes.
“It’s fine.” آپ blush. “I would have fallen anyway, I’m clumsy.” آپ say, brushing off your legs.
“Well if آپ did, I’d catch you.” He grins. “Anyways, I’m Ponyboy. What about you?”
“(Y/N).” آپ grin.
“I like that name. So.. Uh what brings آپ to the camp?”’
“I love the lake.” آپ smile. “My dad used to call me The Little Mermaid. I’m all about water. Since dad died, mom really doesn’t know what to do with me… So she sends me here.” آپ shrug.
“Oh.” He says with understanding. “I know how آپ feel. I live with my brothers, sometimes I think they don’t know what to do with me.”
“That must suck.”
“It probably sucks for آپ more, since it’s your mom.”
آپ talk for the whole free time, but it seems like only minutes. آپ seemed to learn everything about him, and he learned everything about you.
“I’ll see آپ around, (Y/N).”
“Tomorrow?” آپ ask.
“Tomorrow.” He smiles.
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The اگلے دن at free time, آپ met at the same place he had plowed آپ over.
“Hey.” He grins, sitting on the picnic bench.
“Hey.” آپ smile, sliding اگلے to him. “Miss me?” آپ joke.
“Actually, yeah. I really like spending time with you.” He smiles, putting his hand on your leg.
“Me too.” آپ grin, blushing.
“Really?” He asks.
“Yeah.”
He leans over, and unexpectedly kisses you. آپ give in, tongues dancing.
He pulls away, smile bright as the sun.
“Well, Little Mermaid, why don’t we go swimming?” He says, standing up and taking your hand.
“I don’t know…” آپ start.
“Why not?”
“Well… I think I look fat in my bikini.” آپ admit.
“You’re beautiful and definitely not fat.” He says giving آپ a quick kiss on the cheek.
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In the dining hall, آپ feel someone grab your waist as your in the buffet line.
“Hey,” he whispers in your ear, nuzzling your neck.
“Hey… Calm it down on the PDA.” آپ whisper.
“I know I know.” He laughs. “Meet me at the lake, tonight?”
“I don’t know…” آپ start.
“Please? It’ll be a good time. Just me and you.”
“What time?” آپ smile, giving in.
“1:30.” He smiles, giving آپ a quick kiss on the cheek, and darting away.
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The full moon was reflected in the clear, still lake.
He was sitting with his back to آپ on the beach, looking out in the water. The muscles in his back were flexed and tense.
آپ come up behind him, kissing his bare shoulder.
He turns his head to smile at you.
“You came.” He says.
“I wouldn’t miss it.” آپ smile.
آپ lean in, mouths colliding. Tongues battling. Fingers running through each others hair.
He pulls away. “Wanna get in the water?” He asks, raising his eyebrows, flashing a grin.
“I didn’t bring a swimsuit…”
“You’ll look better with nothing on.” He blushes.
“Fine.” آپ groan. As he gets in tot he water, آپ slip off your شرٹ, قمیض and shorts. آپ put your toes on the edge of the water.
“Everything’s gotta come off.” He calls from the water.
آپ give him a look. “Really?”
“Really.”
آپ unclasp your bra and slip it off, throwing it with your other clothes. آپ slide your panties off, putting it into the pile as well. آپ see him bite his lip, eyes on you.
آپ cover your chest with your arms as آپ آپ make your way through the shallow water.
آپ meet Ponyboy when the water is up to just below your shoulder blades, arms still covering your bare chest.
He gently grabs your arms, pulling them off your chest.
“Don’t hide, you’re beautiful. I told آپ that before.” He mutters.
He tilts your chin up, and goes in for the kiss. Your fingers running through his hair, آپ سوئنگ, جھول your legs up and لپیٹ, لفاف کریں them around his waist, his hands supporting آپ سے طرف کی your thighs.
His lips اقدام from your mouth to your neck, leaving bites and kisses all the way down. آپ groan.
Without any warning, he lets آپ drop a little, and rams into you.
آپ gasp, not expecting it.
“You a virgin?” He asks, slightly out of breath.
Wow. Now he asks. “Guess not anymore.” آپ say.
“Tell me if I hurt آپ ok? I couldn’t live with my self I did…”
“I’ll be fine.”
He starts sliding in and out, slow; than faster with each thrust. آپ groan into his shoulder, fingers running through his hair.
آپ were almost there.
“Hold out a little longer, babe.” He grunts.
Another thrust, and آپ both hit your high, together.
آپ bury your head into his collarbone to muffle your scream. The pain mixed with the pleasure have آپ and adrenaline rush like never before.
He drops آپ a little.
“You alright?” He asks, breathing heavily.
آپ nod your head, catching your breath.
“Want to do it again?” He asks.
Before he’s even finished, your already sucking on his neck.
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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 آپ had a beautiful laugh, and that آپ 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 آپ more, and love آپ 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 آپ had a beautiful laugh, and that آپ 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 آپ more, and love آپ better.
Their hearts both broke as Soda leaned down to kiss you.
آپ groan and turn over. آپ had the flu. آپ were really sore,tired, and cold. آپ thought nothing could make آپ feel better.
“Hey, (Y/N), آپ hungry?” Your boyfriend Soda asks from the doorway.
آپ shake your head. “I’m just cold.” آپ 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 سب, سب سے اوپر 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.” آپ say.
“Why?” Soda asks, smiling.
“What if the cars blow up, and we die? یا what if they crash? Or-“
“Hey it’s going to be fine,” He interrupts you. “Have some popcorn.”
“But what if I’m eating پاپ کارن, پوپکارن and the cars blow up and we die?”
“Then I’ll blow up and die eating پاپ کارن, پوپکارن with the girl I love.”
And he kisses آپ on the lips.
“Darry, how do آپ feel about kids?” آپ ask.
“About having kids?” He asked. آپ 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 یا 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.” آپ 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.
آپ nod your head. He picks آپ up in a big برداشت, ریچھ hug.
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 سال 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 کہا 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 سوفی, لٹانا to give her a hug.
“I love آپ Daddy.”
“Love آپ too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in love 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 آپ sure آپ 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 آپ 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 آپ ok? Are آپ hurt? Where are آپ 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 آپ ok? Where are آپ 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.
