آپ were at Buck's party سے طرف کی yourself, then someone covered your eyes and whispered meet me outside in five minutes. آپ couldn't tell who it was, but your curiosity got the best of you. As آپ stepped outside, آپ saw Dallas Winston, your long time crush. "Hey Dal," "Marisa, I've gotta tell آپ something," Dally bit his bottom lip and looked down at yours as آپ got closer to him. "Well, I've always liked آپ and I know I flirt all the time but you're different, you're special." Now Dally was holding your hands and pulling آپ closer to him. "If I can have you, I won't need anyone else in my life, so please Marisa, will آپ be my girl?" Your face probably looked shocked because right there Dally decided to pull آپ in for a long passionate kiss. "Yes! Dally, I will!" He smiled then آپ two got in his car and drove into the darkness of the night with intertwined fingers.
آپ walked into the Curtis house and آپ saw Ponyboy sitting there reading his book. "Hey Pony, are آپ ready to read 'Gone with the wind?' " "Yeah hang on, ارے Soda, can آپ come here for a minute." آپ and Ponyboy have been دوستوں for a couple days now and he promised he would دکھائیں آپ his پسندیدہ book, and آپ never knew he had a brother. "Hey Pony--" Soda walked in with no شرٹ, قمیض on, only a towel. His jaw dropped and he blushed. "Hi, I'm Sodapop," "I'm Alex," آپ couldn't stop looking into his beautiful eyes. "Well Alex, how about I take آپ to the dingo for a coke?" آپ nod but then remember that آپ were really there to get that book. "Oh, pony, I'm sorry, can I please go?" "I ain't your parent, sure آپ can go and here take the book, آپ can read it to Soda." Soda took your hand and began leading آپ out the door. "Hey sodapop!" ٹٹو yelled, "you know آپ only got a towel on?" Soda blushed and gave آپ a quick kiss then ran to go get cloths.
آپ and Two-bit are sitting on the سوفی, لٹانا watching Mickey ماؤس and playing around. آپ throw پاپ کارن, پوپکارن at him occasionally and he just laughs. آپ have been dating for about 4 months now. آپ throw a piece of pop مکئی and it hits him right in the face, and he turns around slowly, a slight smirk growing on his face as آپ begin to giggle. He lunges for آپ as he begins to tickle you, but this time آپ fight back and playfully wrestle him. آپ two roll around wrestling on the floor for about 2 minutes, and آپ stop when he ends up on سب, سب سے اوپر of you. آپ look into each others eyes for what feels like forever, and finally he slowly moves his face closer to yours and kisses you. "I love آپ (Y/N)" he whispers, and leans in for another kiss.
Later that night, آپ hear someone in the house. Thankfully Dally heard it too and he was wide awake. He quickley gets out of بستر as آپ follow. آپ creep down the hallway and peek around the corner.
"Go back to the room," He says as آپ do what he instructed
آپ sit on the bed,praying that everythings okay.
Soon, آپ hear shots from a gun.
Then silence
With the money that I would have gone to college with, and with what Ponyboy had saved, we had bought Soda his horse.
Soda came in, in his plaid شرٹ, قمیض and jeans. His jaw dropped. Then he smile brighter than the sun.
He walked over to horse.
“Hey buddy,” he says, smiling, petting his nose.
“It took forever to get him to listen,” Ponyboy said.
“Yeah, I got myself and ornery pony.” Soda grins.
“You happy?” آپ ask Soda.
He just looks at you, smiles and nods his head.
“Yes. I am 100% serious.” He says, grinning.
“You’re joking.”
“No I’m not.” He laughs.
“Yes آپ are.”
“Come on (Y/N).”
“Fine.” آپ say.
آپ take the بیئر from his hand and chug it down.
“There.. Are آپ happy with my chugging skills?” آپ ask.
آپ had gotten tired of the New Years Party آپ were at, so آپ decided to have your own; complete with balloons, champagne, dancing, and the life of the party.
“This is fun,” آپ laugh as آپ look up to him.
“Yeah,” he laughs, as he dips you.
“Careful of the champagne, babe.”
“Sorry… Just trying to make things classy.” He laughs.
“You kidding me? This is some high class shit!” آپ laugh.
He glances at the clock.
“It’s 11:59,” he grins.
“Time for our New Year’s kiss,” آپ grin as آپ lean in.
“Not yet!” He yells, moving your face away. “It isn’t midnight yet!”
آپ laugh, then glance at the clock.
“Well, we missed it.” آپ pout. “It’s 12:01.”
“Looks like we have to wait a whole nother year.”
He pauses for a second, thinking.
“You.” He finally answers, smiling.
“That’s not one thing.” آپ roll your eyes and giggle.
“Yes it is. آپ are you. Without certain things, آپ wouldn’t be you. If you’re pretty eyes weren’t (eye color), آپ wouldn’t be you. If آپ didn’t snort when آپ laugh, آپ wouldn’t be you. If آپ didn’t randomly burst into song, آپ be you.
If آپ 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 آپ on the cheek.
“Really?” آپ ask.
“Really.”
“Really really?”
“Really really.”
“Johnny how do آپ think this looks?” آپ ask, holding up a black dress to you.
“How am I supposed to know?” He groans as he leans on one of the shelves of the department store.
“Well, would I look good in it?” آپ ask, twirling the dress around.
“You’d look good in any clothes, honey.” He smiles at you.
“Any clothes?” آپ ask, scrunching your nose.
“But آپ also look good in no clothes, if that’s what آپ want to know,” he grins at آپ like a little kid. “So could آپ hurry up so I could see my پسندیدہ outfit on you?”