“Ponyboy, why are anda so-“
“I don’t like the way he looked at you.” He says as he puts his wallet in the nightstand.
anda had gone out to bar, just to have a good time on a Friday night. anda saw an old friend from your hometown and got to talking. anda didn’t think anything really happened.
“Ponyboy, nothing-”
“You know what he was thinking. I mean, in that dress…” He says, eyes going over you. anda were wearing a tight black mini dress and heels.
“I don’t look that-“
“Yes anda do. anda look beautiful… And I know it’s wrong but fucking sexy.” He says, looking anda dead in the eye.
“Well, it’s not my fault what he thinks.”
“I just hope your smart enough not to fool around atau anything.” He shoots back at you.
anda chew anda on your lip, not knowing what to say.
He walks over to anda from across the bedroom.
“You’re jealous.” anda finally mutter.
“Yeah, I am. I want to be the only one able to look at anda like that.”
Before anda know it, your pushed up against the wall, tongues battling it out. anda start unbuttoning his shirt, sliding it off. He unzips your dress, pulling it over your head. His strong hands grab your hips, spinning anda around, and throws anda on the bed.
He bites, his lip, eyes looking anda up and down.
“You wanna fuck me?” anda tease, raising your eyebrows, smirk on your face
He doesn’t answer, just undoes his tali pinggang and slips off his jeans.
He gets on bahagian, atas of you, hungrily Ciuman you, reaching under anda to unclasp your bra, pulling it off, and tossing it across the room.
He leaves a trail of kisses from your neck, all the way down to edge of your panties.
He pulls them down with his teeth, to your knees. He trails his tongue up your thigh…
“I don’t like the way he looked at you.” He says as he puts his wallet in the nightstand.
anda had gone out to bar, just to have a good time on a Friday night. anda saw an old friend from your hometown and got to talking. anda didn’t think anything really happened.
“Ponyboy, nothing-”
“You know what he was thinking. I mean, in that dress…” He says, eyes going over you. anda were wearing a tight black mini dress and heels.
“I don’t look that-“
“Yes anda do. anda look beautiful… And I know it’s wrong but fucking sexy.” He says, looking anda dead in the eye.
“Well, it’s not my fault what he thinks.”
“I just hope your smart enough not to fool around atau anything.” He shoots back at you.
anda chew anda on your lip, not knowing what to say.
He walks over to anda from across the bedroom.
“You’re jealous.” anda finally mutter.
“Yeah, I am. I want to be the only one able to look at anda like that.”
Before anda know it, your pushed up against the wall, tongues battling it out. anda start unbuttoning his shirt, sliding it off. He unzips your dress, pulling it over your head. His strong hands grab your hips, spinning anda around, and throws anda on the bed.
He bites, his lip, eyes looking anda up and down.
“You wanna fuck me?” anda tease, raising your eyebrows, smirk on your face
He doesn’t answer, just undoes his tali pinggang and slips off his jeans.
He gets on bahagian, atas of you, hungrily Ciuman you, reaching under anda to unclasp your bra, pulling it off, and tossing it across the room.
He leaves a trail of kisses from your neck, all the way down to edge of your panties.
He pulls them down with his teeth, to your knees. He trails his tongue up your thigh…
anda started walking towards him, your nerves coming through. “What if he doesn’t remember me?” anda thought. But he couldn’t. anda used to be best friends.
anda walk up behind him, he was talking to that Johnny kid that anda sometimes hung out with. He was also with Two-Bit.
“Still trying to grease that hair, hood?” anda laugh from behind him.
He whirls around. “(Y/N)?”
anda smile at him. He runs toward anda a scoops anda up into a big menanggung, bear hug.
“Oh my god I missed you.” He muttered as he set anda down, and began stroking your hair. Well that was… Different.
“Missed anda too.” anda squeezed him.
“Well look at what we’ve got here… Damn anda were like, nine the last time we saw you? hei Ponyboy…She’s really uh ‘grown up’, hasn’t she?” Two-Bit laughs.
“Shut up,” Ponyboy mutters. But he was looking at you.
And anda locked eyes.
Ad everything changed.
“Dad, why does Jesus have a scary beard?” My eight tahun old Rhett whispers.
“I don’t know…Maybe they couldn’t shave back then.” I whisper back.
“Oh,” he nods. It seemed to make sense to him.
Twelve tahun old Scarlett looked over at us, trying to see what all the whispering was about. I waved my hand at her to tell her it wasn’t important.
Charlie had crawled into my lap halfway through the sermon. He was five now, but still my little man. He was half asleep sejak now.
(Y/N) was at home, on katil rest. Ella atau Robert could be born any hari now. I would be a dad to four. That would be scary. Horrifying.
But I was happy.