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.
