te were at Buck's party da yourself, then someone covered your eyes and whispered meet me outside in five minutes. te couldn't tell who it was, but your curiosity got the best of you. As te stepped outside, te saw Dallas Winston, your long time crush. "Hey Dal," "Marisa, I've gotta tell te something," Dally bit his bottom lip and looked down at yours as te got closer to him. "Well, I've always liked te and I know I flirt all the time but you're different, you're special." Now Dally was holding your hands and pulling te closer to him. "If I can have you, I won't need anyone else in my life, so please Marisa, will te be my girl?" Your face probably looked shocked because right there Dally decided to pull te in for a long passionate kiss. "Yes! Dally, I will!" He smiled then te two got in his car and drove into the darkness of the night with intertwined fingers.
te walked into the Curtis house and te saw Ponyboy sitting there Leggere his book. "Hey Pony, are te ready to read 'Gone with the wind?' " "Yeah hang on, ciao Soda, can te come here for a minute." te and Ponyboy have been Friends for a couple days now and he promised he would mostra te his preferito book, and te never knew he had a brother. "Hey Pony--" Soda walked in with no camicia on, only a towel. His jaw dropped and he blushed. "Hi, I'm Sodapop," "I'm Alex," te couldn't stop looking into his beautiful eyes. "Well Alex, how about I take te to the dingo for a coke?" te nod but then remember that te were really there to get that book. "Oh, pony, I'm sorry, can I please go?" "I ain't your parent, sure te can go and here take the book, te can read it to Soda." Soda took your hand and began leading te out the door. "Hey sodapop!" pony yelled, "you know te only got a towel on?" Soda blushed and gave te a quick baciare then ran to go get cloths.
te and Two-bit are sitting on the divano watching Mickey topo, mouse and playing around. te throw popcorn at him occasionally and he just laughs. te have been dating for about 4 months now. te throw a piece of pop mais and it hits him right in the face, and he turns around slowly, a slight smirk growing on his face as te begin to giggle. He lunges for te as he begins to tickle you, but this time te fight back and playfully wrestle him. te two roll around wrestling on the floor for about 2 minutes, and te stop when he ends up on superiore, in alto of you. te look into each others eyes for what feels like forever, and finally he slowly moves his face closer to yours and kisses you. "I Amore te (Y/N)" he whispers, and leans in for another kiss.
Later that night, te hear someone in the house. Thankfully Dally heard it too and he was wide awake. He quickley gets out of letto as te follow. te creep down the hallway and peek around the corner.
"Go back to the room," He says as te do what he instructed
te sit on the bed,praying that everythings okay.
Soon, te hear shots from a gun.
Then silence
With the money that I would have gone to college with, and with what Ponyboy had saved, we had bought Soda his horse.
Soda came in, in his plaid camicia and jeans. His jaw dropped. Then he smile brighter than the sun.
He walked over to horse.
“Hey buddy,” he says, smiling, petting his nose.
“It took forever to get him to listen,” Ponyboy said.
“Yeah, I got myself and ornery pony.” Soda grins.
“You happy?” te ask Soda.
He just looks at you, smiles and nods his head.
te had gotten tired of the New Years Party te were at, so te decided to have your own; complete with balloons, champagne, dancing, and the life of the party.
“This is fun,” te laugh as te look up to him.
“Yeah,” he laughs, as he dips you.
“Careful of the champagne, babe.”
“Sorry… Just trying to make things classy.” He laughs.
“You kidding me? This is some high class shit!” te laugh.
He glances at the clock.
“It’s 11:59,” he grins.
“Time for our New Year’s kiss,” te grin as te lean in.
“Not yet!” He yells, moving your face away. “It isn’t midnight yet!”
te laugh, then glance at the clock.
“Well, we missed it.” te pout. “It’s 12:01.”
“Looks like we have to wait a whole nother year.”
He pauses for a second, thinking.
“You.” He finally answers, smiling.
“That’s not one thing.” te roll your eyes and giggle.
“Yes it is. te are you. Without certain things, te wouldn’t be you. If you’re pretty eyes weren’t (eye color), te wouldn’t be you. If te didn’t snort when te laugh, te wouldn’t be you. If te didn’t randomly burst into song, te be you.
If te weren’t nice and sweet and funny, it wouldn’t be (Y/N). The (Y/N) I know, Amore and adore.” He smiles as he kisses te on the cheek.
“Really?” te ask.
“Really.”
“Really really?”
“Really really.”
“Johnny how do te think this looks?” te ask, holding up a black dress to you.
“How am I supposed to know?” He groans as he leans on one of the shelves of the department store.
“Well, would I look good in it?” te ask, twirling the dress around.
“You’d look good in any clothes, honey.” He smiles at you.
“Any clothes?” te ask, scrunching your nose.
“But te also look good in no clothes, if that’s what te want to know,” he grins at te like a little kid. “So could te hurry up so I could see my preferito outfit on you?”