“I want to.” آپ say.

“I do to, but…” Dally starts.

“But what?” آپ ask. آپ were lying on the بستر اگلے to him.

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“We’ll it won’t hurt that bad…”

“No… I mean I don’t want to hurt آپ hurt you.”

“What do آپ mean?”

He pauses, and rolls on his side to look آپ in the eye. “I love you. You’re the first girl I’ve actually loved. When I’m around آپ you, it’s like my world has so much مزید meaning. So آپ know… If we bang, there going to be so much مزید emotional. It’s wont just be having sex… It will be making love. And...

CHAPTER 8
The اگلے few days were good Ponyboy and I would sneek off to kiss and to love on eachother.If anyone saw us they never کہا anything,to us یا Darry.I injoyed being with Ponyboy he makes me feel محفوظ and loved and wanted.
One دن while Ponyboy and I were sitting on the سوفی, لٹانا talking Darry came in and looked at us."Why do آپ to think that آپ have to sneek around to be together.We all know that آپ to are dating."Darry and going to the bedroom smiling becaues he knows that he realy embarsses us.We looked at eachother and smiled to Darry was a nut.
The gang agreed to it to they thought...

آپ were at the dingo sitting سے طرف کی yourself drinking a coke when all of a sudden someone covers your eyes and says, "Guess who?" The dark voice sounds familiar but your mouth won't let آپ say it. "Umm who?" آپ respond. Then Dally takes his hands away and swings around and sits اگلے to آپ and grins. "Hey Dally," "Hey tonight at my house at 9, ok?" آپ laugh and nod ok, Dally hugs آپ then takes your coke. It's almost 9 when آپ reach his house and آپ see him sitting on his steps. "You could have waited inside Dal." "Well, it's nice out, and besides I wanted to see آپ walk here." آپ two were...

I heard the knock two times, and figured that it was just the wind, making a درخت branch blow and hit my window. I flipped through the channels, and turned on My Cousin Vinny. As the knocking grew faster, I knew that it wasn't the wind. I got myself out of bed, and threw the remote on my pillow. I walked over to the window, and pulled on the small, rusty latch. When I finally managed to pull the latch out, I slowly opened my window. "Two-Bit?" I asked in a confused voice. I was kneeling سے طرف کی the window, and my room was on the first floor, so Two-Bit and I were eye-level. I looked at Two-Bit's...

You're so ugly." آپ کہا to yourself as آپ looked in the mirror. آپ spat مزید and مزید insults at yourself until a throat was cleared. In that moment your swear your دل just stopped as آپ turned and saw Johnny. "Baby...." He کہا quietly as he walked up to you. He grabbed your hands and held them tightly, so آپ wouldn't pull away. He knew آپ try to walk past him like آپ always did when آپ didn't want to talk about something. "Is that how آپ really feel?" He asked. He sounded so hurt. Your eyes stung from rising tears. آپ didn't say a word, but آپ managed a nod. "Why?" He asked....

“We’re here,” He says, putting the car in park.

“Ponyboy this is just an abandoned lot in the middle of nowhere.” آپ say confused.

“I know. Perfect تاریخ spot.” He grins.

“I don’t get it,” آپ say, clueless.

“I actually got a license and my brother’s old car, so I figured we’d go somewhere.” He shrugs.

“But what are we supposed to do?” آپ asks confused.

“The backseat?” He raises his eyebrows, Biting his lip.

“Oh,” آپ say, it finally clicking. آپ unbuckle your seatbelt, moving over to straddle him. “This is going to be a fun date.” آپ wickedly grin.

And...

Your eye catches something in your husbands wallet. آپ were looking for a twenty to borrow for the grocery.

You pull out the receipt, baby kicking in your belly.

“Hey, baby number five, I’m trying to concentrate.” آپ tell your baby.

‘Tulsa Shooting Range’ it کہا on the top. The تاریخ was for last Saturday, when Dally had کہا he was taking the boys out to play some football.

He took Johnny and Matt out shooting.

You knew Johnny would be fine, but Matt was only three.

“Dallas Winston!” آپ shout through your house. “We need to talk!”

He walks into the kitchen. “What’s up babe?”...

“Mommy, what are we doing?” Johnny asks.

“We’re going to go see…someone.” آپ say, not knowing what to call him at this point.

“Will I like them?” Johnny tugs on your arm.

You pause for a second. “Yeah.” آپ finally answer. “You would’ve loved him.”

“Well that’s good.” He nods.

How little he knew how much this was killing you.

“So mommy, why are we at the cemetery? It’s spooky.”

“I told آپ we’re going to go see someone.” آپ say, making your way to his headstone.

“Oh,” Johnny whispers, realizing from your tone آپ didn’t want any annoyance.

“Here.”...