te turn around to see your boyfriend Steve grinning wildly, another snowball in hand.
“It’s so on,” te laugh, as te lean down to scoop the snow.
te are hit with another snowball, right in the shoulder. te fuoco back, hitting him in the face.
Instead of picking up snow to make another snowball, he sprints towards you.
And tackles te into the snow.
“Oww Steve!” te laughed.
“It was needed.” He joked back.
te were lying on your backs in the snow, looking up at the stars.
te start to shiver.
He looks over at you. “Babe, are te cold?”
“Yeah.” te nod your head, teeth chattering.
He scoots closer to you, and wraps his arms around you. “Warmer?”
“Yeah,” te smile.
te groan and turn over. te had the flu. te were really sore,tired, and cold. te thought nothing could make te feel better.
“Hey, (Y/N), te hungry?” Your boyfriend Soda asks from the doorway.
te shake your head. “I’m just cold.” te sniffle.
“Well that can be fixed.” He says smiling.
He gets onto the bed, and snuggles close to you, and puts all the blankets on superiore, in alto of you.
“Soda, you’re gonna get sick and…”
“I don’t care… All I care about is you, and that you’re gonna feel better.”
“Excuse me?” te say, eyebrows raised.
“I think-“
“No I heard what te said.”
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“Hey, do y’all want to go play football?” Darry asked the gang.
Everyone’s saying yeah, but te say, “No.”
“Why not?” Ponyboy asked.
“Darry think’s I’m awful at football, so I’m not going to play.” te say in a joking tone.
“Well she does,” Darry smiles.
“It really hurts,” te sniffle.
“Well fine, I’ll stay back with you.” He says, plopping on the divano successivo to you.
“You know, it really hurt my feelings.”
“I detto I was sorry.”
“But it still hurts.”
“Well fine, let me make it up to you.”
He leans over and kisses you.
