“(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 آپ 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!” آپ say, trying to separate them on the ground.
Smack!
آپ fall back, the hit getting آپ hard.
The boys freeze, realizing they’ve hit you.
“Ow!” آپ say. “That was my boob!”
They burst out laughing.
“Oh my god, Steve. Your eye.” آپ say as آپ remove the ice pack.
“It’s just bump.” He grins.
“A bump? Honey, it’s a huge black eye. It’s مزید like an egg.” آپ say.
“Old Man can still pack a punch, huh?”
“Steve, آپ need to get out of there.” آپ say matter-of-factly.
“I got nowhere to go.”
“You can stay with the Curtises. یا me. I just don’t like seeing آپ hurt.” آپ whisper.
“I’d rather it be me than you.” He says.
“What?” He asks, glancing over at you.
“You’re gonna get pulled over,” آپ say, rolling your eyes.
“Do آپ think I’d care?” He laughed.
“Dallas Winston, I am shocked and appalled آپ just کہا that to me and ran that red light.” آپ laugh. “I’m horrified at your driving skills. Remind me not to get into a car with آپ again.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Light cracked the sky open. The crash that followed jolted آپ awake. آپ sit up in your bed, wide eyed with fear.
آپ had been afraid of thunderstorms since آپ were little… something about it just frightened آپ to no end.
The sound of your boyfriend breathing calmed آپ down. The rhythmic deep breathing soothed you, only for a second.
Another crack lit up the sky, with a giant boom that followed.
“Dally.” آپ 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 آپ pulling آپ close. “You’re fine… You’re fine.” He whispers, rocking آپ back and forth. “I got you. I promise. I got you.” Hands running through your hair.
“I just don’t like them.” آپ mumble into his bare chest.
“I know. I know.” He say. “But I still got you. I promise.”
But آپ were already asleep again.
آپ had been afraid of thunderstorms since آپ were little… something about it just frightened آپ to no end.
The sound of your boyfriend breathing calmed آپ down. The rhythmic deep breathing soothed you, only for a second.
Another crack lit up the sky, with a giant boom that followed.
“Dally.” آپ 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 آپ pulling آپ close. “You’re fine… You’re fine.” He whispers, rocking آپ back and forth. “I got you. I promise. I got you.” Hands running through your hair.
“I just don’t like them.” آپ mumble into his bare chest.
“I know. I know.” He say. “But I still got you. I promise.”
But آپ were already asleep again.
heres yet another poem that i wrote. enjoy!
i cried when i looked at the sky
it reminded me of آپ
my tears were hot with love
and affection for آپ
i want آپ 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 آپ سے طرف کی my side
but thats only a dream
its never anything real
baby, i wish آپ knew me
if only آپ were real in my reality
youre real in my imaginatin
but daydreaming isnt enough
i want your affection
i really do wish آپ knew who i am
but your love 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
آپ suffered a great loss and your pain i feel
and i wanted to say to you: Ponyboy, آپ are the مصنف of your own life story
i cried when i looked at the sky
it reminded me of آپ
my tears were hot with love
and affection for آپ
i want آپ 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 آپ سے طرف کی my side
but thats only a dream
its never anything real
baby, i wish آپ knew me
if only آپ were real in my reality
youre real in my imaginatin
but daydreaming isnt enough
i want your affection
i really do wish آپ knew who i am
but your love 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
آپ suffered a great loss and your pain i feel
and i wanted to say to you: Ponyboy, آپ are the مصنف of your own life story