"Pleeeeasaeeeee babe" "no pony I am not going with te to see gone with the wind..again!" te whine to your boyfriend. "Please ill baciare te if te go!" "You'll baciare me anyway!" te say. "Is that a challenge?" "I think it is!" te taunt "I bet I can go 4 hours with out baciare you!" "Ain't no way! If te can go 4 hours ill see gone with the wind with you!" "It's on baby" "Hmmmm who am I gonna baciare for the successivo four hours?" te say just to make him mad. "You wouldn't dare!" "Oh but I would!...SODA!!!" te tell up the stairs. "Yeah Hun!!!!!"he hollers back. "WILL te MAKE OUT WITH. ME FOR THE successivo FOUR HOURS!!!" te hear laughing...then falling...then te see Soda stand up and the bottom of the stairs. "Why the hell do te want to make out with me when ponyboy is right successivo to you!"he says out of breath. "Cuz pony won't make out with me" te say in a 'duh' voice. "Fine let me get dressed though" he then runs up the stairs. And Darry walks out. "What was all that?" He asks "Oh I'm gonna make out with soda for the successivo four hours because pony refuses to baciare me unless I see gone with the wind with him" te shrugged as If it was no big deal. "Oh.... well first of all im a wayyy better kisser than soda" he winks. "and secondo didn't y'all already see that" te nod. "Four times!" pony adds. Darry face palms but walks out the door anyway. A few minuti later Sodapop came down stairs. "You ready for that make out session doll?" He asks with a wink. "Oh te know it hun" te wink back. He comes over and sits beside you, he slowly leans in and te do the same. The secondo your lips meet te hear pony get up. He pushes soda off te and pony yells "no uh huh hands off she's mine" then starts mumbling stuff te don't quite catch. He sits down beside te and presses his lips to yours. te pull away "I win" te whisper before baciare him again.
I chuckle. I was sitting outside of the community college on the steps, waiting for Soda to come pick me up. He was late; as usual.
“Yes. I it’s quite refreshing actually.” I tell (Y/N), looking up at the rain.
“Cleanses the mind?” She laughs, sitting down successivo to me.
“Your hair is gonna get all wet.”
“I don’t care.” She shrugs.
“I thought girls cared about their hair. Especially girls with pretty hair.”
“You really think I have pretty hair?” She laughs.
“Yeah I do.” I grin.
“You don’t seem like the type to be all cute.”
“Well, maybe I like te that much to be that type.” I grin.
“Really?” She grins, tilting her head to the side.
“Really.” I smile, leaning in as the sparks fly.
