Steve had come in, alcohol on his breath, swaying back and forth, not able to walk in a straight line.
“Steve, are you…” آپ start, but are cut off with a slap.
“Shut up, bitch.”
آپ sank to the floor in disbelief as he staggered into your bedroom.
And the tears ran down your face, and the hyperventilating began.
So here آپ were, lying on the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ floor.
I thought for sure I was dead.
But I heard myself breathing. I heard the voices of people around me. I heard the word “coma” repeatedly سے طرف کی the doctors and nurses. I heard Ponyboy and Two-Bit’s voice.
And then I heard her voice. (Y/N)’s voice. I heard her crying, talking to me. About the gang, her day, reading, whatever. Sometimes softly singing to herself.
One دن I squeezed her hand, and she was laughing and crying all at the same time.
“I love آپ Johnny.” She whispered. “Just wake up.”
I tried so hard to answer her, but no words came out. I wanted to tell her I was ok, I would make it out of this, even though I would be paralyzed, I’d be fine. We’d be fine.
But all I can do now is squeeze her hand.
Seize upon that moment long پہلے
One breath away and there آپ will be
So young and carefree
Again آپ will see
That place in time...so سونا
Steal away into that way back when
آپ thought that all would last forever
But like the weather
Nothing can ever...and be in time
Stay سونا
But can it be
When we can see
So vividly
A memory
And yes آپ say
So must the دن
Too, fade away
And leave a کرن, رے of sun
So سونا
Life is but a twinkling of an eye
Yet filled with sorrow and compassion
though not imagined
All things that happen
Will age too old
Though gold
One breath away and there آپ will be
So young and carefree
Again آپ will see
That place in time...so سونا
Steal away into that way back when
آپ thought that all would last forever
But like the weather
Nothing can ever...and be in time
Stay سونا
But can it be
When we can see
So vividly
A memory
And yes آپ say
So must the دن
Too, fade away
And leave a کرن, رے of sun
So سونا
Life is but a twinkling of an eye
Yet filled with sorrow and compassion
though not imagined
All things that happen
Will age too old
Though gold
I walked into my science class in my new school. The only نشست left open was اگلے to another greaser. I sat down اگلے to him and said
"hi, im allie."
he smiled at me and کہا "hi im PonyBoy"
i thought to myself; ارے he has a nice smile. Hes kinda cute to.
Before I knew it, the گھنٹی, بیل rang. I packed up my stuff and started heading home. Then, i ran into Ponyboy and my stuff went flying everywhere.
He کہا "im so sorry" and helped me pick up my stuff. Our hands brushed slightly and i blushed. i think he might have blushed also.
ONE WEEK LATER:
as i headed to math class ponyboy stopped me and asked; "hey do آپ wanna study together sometime?"
It took me a سیکنڈ to respond, was he really asking me this?! I کہا "sure Ponyboy"
The END (To اگلے Chapter)
"hi, im allie."
he smiled at me and کہا "hi im PonyBoy"
i thought to myself; ارے he has a nice smile. Hes kinda cute to.
Before I knew it, the گھنٹی, بیل rang. I packed up my stuff and started heading home. Then, i ran into Ponyboy and my stuff went flying everywhere.
He کہا "im so sorry" and helped me pick up my stuff. Our hands brushed slightly and i blushed. i think he might have blushed also.
ONE WEEK LATER:
as i headed to math class ponyboy stopped me and asked; "hey do آپ wanna study together sometime?"
It took me a سیکنڈ to respond, was he really asking me this?! I کہا "sure Ponyboy"
The END (To اگلے Chapter)