آپ knew that voice anywhere. That laugh.
آپ started walking towards him, your nerves coming through. “What if he doesn’t remember me?” آپ thought. But he couldn’t. آپ used to be best friends.
آپ walk up behind him, he was talking to that Johnny kid that آپ sometimes hung out with. He was also with Two-Bit.
“Still trying to grease that hair, hood?” آپ laugh from behind him.
He whirls around. “(Y/N)?”
آپ smile at him. He runs toward آپ a scoops آپ up into a big برداشت, ریچھ hug.
“Oh my god I missed you.” He muttered as he set آپ down, and began stroking your hair. Well that was… Different.
“Missed آپ too.” آپ squeezed him.
“Well look at what we’ve got here… Damn آپ were like, nine the last time we saw you? ارے Ponyboy…She’s really uh ‘grown up’, hasn’t she?” Two-Bit laughs.
“Shut up,” Ponyboy mutters. But he was looking at you.
And آپ locked eyes.
Ad everything changed.