“Excuse me?” You say, eyebrows raised.
“I think-“
“No I heard what you said.”
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“Hey, do y’all want to go play football?” Darry asked the gang.
Everyone’s saying yeah, but you say, “No.”
“Why not?” Ponyboy asked.
“Darry think’s I’m awful at football, so I’m not going to play.” You say in a joking tone.
“Well she does,” Darry smiles.
“It really hurts,” you sniffle.
“Well fine, I’ll stay back with you.” He says, plopping on the sofá seguinte to you.
“You know, it really hurt my feelings.”
“I said I was sorry.”
“But it still hurts.”
“Well fine, let me make it up to you.”
He leans over and kisses you.
And you couldn’t get out.
So you just cried. You couldn’t do anything else.
“Hey, (Y/N)…” Dally walks into your room, about to ask you something, then stops. “Babe, what’s wrong?” He says quietly, coming to sit down seguinte to you on the bed.
“I’m just… Tired.” Is all you could say
“I know the feeling,” he says as he starts to rub your back.
“What are you doing?” You sniffle.
“Giving you a massage; what else?” He grins. “It’ll make you feel better.”
“Thanks,” you manage to smile.
Oh God how was I going to say this.
The rest of my life depended on this.
She was just perfect. In every way possible. She was beautiful. Kind. Sweet. Funny. Understanding. Just (Y/N).
And I needed to tell her.
Tell her how much I needed her, wanted her, and had to have her. It was a feeling beyond comprehension. It was love.
I needed to tell her I loved her.
So here I am, sitting in the lot, looking at the stars with (Y/N). Doing something I amor with the one I love.
I look over at her, her eyes gleaming from the light of the fire.
“(Y/N)?” I ask as I grab her hand.
“Yeah?” She turns to face me.
“I-I think…” I start.
“Just say it,” she smiles.
“I amor you.” I blurt out.
She looks surprised for a second. But then she grins.
“I amor you too.”
You smile. A fight have you this adrenaline rush.
You look over to see boyfriend going at it with some other guy, but your pulled away por another soc trying to kick you.
You balanço around fast and catch his leg before it made contact with yours. You flip him over to the ground.
You were celebrating your victory when a strong pair of hands wrapped around your neck, lifting you up off the ground.
Dally looks over to see your struggle, and immediately knees the guy hard he was fighting to come over and help you.
“That’s my girl.” He says, wild look in his eye. He swings a soco towards the soc holding you, and his grip loosens, letting you go.
A pile of socs littered the ground.
“Well that was fun.” You grin.
“Where the hell is she?!?” I storm into the emergency room.
“Excuse me sir,” one of the nurses says, holding me back a little. “Who are you looking for?”
“(Y/N). (Y/N) (Y/L/N). She’s my girlfriend. I got a call. She was in some accident.” I saw, kind of throwing my hands all around.
“I’ll check for you. One minuto please. Have a seat” The nurse said. But I saw it in her eyes. Something was wrong. I sat down, head in my hands.
The nurse walks back to talk to a doctor. They keep glancing over at me. Damnit. I wish they’d just tell me what was going on. The nurse nods her head, and the doctor starts walking toward me.
He stands in front of me. “You’re here for Ms. (Y/L/N)?”
“Yes sir.” I manage to say.
I see the sorriness in his eyes, and hear the sadness in his pause.
“I’m afraid she’s not going to make it.”
That was all I needed to hear before standing up.
