You sat at the table thinking about your dream how it seemed so real. You heard your door open then close. You heard footsteps. You got up to see who it was it was Ruthie. "Hi Ruth" you said and smiled. "Hi" she said and smiled back. "Why did you come over?" "Cause I got bored and wanted to see you" she said. "Oh" you said. "What's the matter? You seem so down" she said as you walked back into the kitchen. "Ruthie I might be a Soc." you said. All your friends were Soc.s. "It fine being a Soc. isn't that bad" she said. "How do you know?" Ruthie wasnt like a normal Soc. she had something to her that wasnt really Soc. like. Not that you didn't like your friends they just were so preppy. "I used to be a greaser for a long time" she said and before she said it she hesitated. "What?" You looked at her confused. "I used to be a greaser. Then my dad got a knew job and we moved to the richer part of town" she said. You didn't know what to say. "It was really hard to let the greaser part of me go. But I knew I had to" she said and looked at you.
You and Ponyboy are sitting on the climbers at the park and watching the sunset. You really like Ponyboy but you don't know if he feels the same way back. All of a sudden he turns to you and begins to look you straight in the eyes. Your hearts slips a beat and you begin to blush, looking down. He lightly lifts your chin and says "(Y/N), I have an important question to ask you and I've been waitin' for the right time to ask you." You sit there speechless waiting for what comes next. Ponyboy slows begins to lean in and his lips meet yours. You accept them willingly. When the kiss ends you are both smiling and Ponyboy asks "Does that mean you'll be my girl?" You reply "Of course!" And you begin to kiss again.
“Will you please tell me why?” You were sitting on the bathroom floor with him. You were still shaking from the silent sobs that racked your body.
“Baby look at me.” He whispers.
Your eyes meet his, and you loose it. You put your head into your hands and sob.
“Hey, hey everything’s fine. Shh babe, it’s ok. (Y/N) I promise,” he says as he picks you up an places you in his lap.
He rocks you back and forth for a few minutes, saying nothing. He looks down at your arm.
“You’re beautiful, you know that?” He mutters into your hair.
1. he loves to read
2. he loves poetry
3. he loves to write
4. he wants to be a writer
5. hes a very deep person, bein a guy and all :D
6. he likes to watch sunsets
7. hes very good-looking (tho it wouldnt matter if he wasnt)
8. hes very smart
9. he swears (idk why, but i like that...)
10. we share ALOT, and when i say ALOT i mean ALOT, interests/we have ALOT in common
11. yeah. there would be more but i cant think of everything. thats how much i love him. i cant even name everything i love bout him cuz theres too much
i just wish i was good enough for him...but i know im not....</3