Later that night, あなた hear someone in the house. Thankfully Dally heard it too and he was wide awake. He quickley gets out of ベッド as あなた follow. あなた creep down the hallway and peek around the corner.
"Go back to the room," He says as あなた do what he instructed
あなた sit on the bed,praying that everythings okay.
Soon, あなた 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 シャツ 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?” あなた ask Soda.
He just looks at you, smiles and nods his head.
“Yes. I am 100% serious.” He says, grinning.
“You’re joking.”
“No I’m not.” He laughs.
“Yes あなた are.”
“Come on (Y/N).”
“Fine.” あなた say.
あなた take the ビール from his hand and chug it down.
“There.. Are あなた happy with my chugging skills?” あなた ask.
あなた had gotten tired of the New Years Party あなた were at, so あなた decided to have your own; complete with balloons, champagne, dancing, and the life of the party.
“This is fun,” あなた laugh as あなた 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!” あなた laugh.
He glances at the clock.
“It’s 11:59,” he grins.
“Time for our New Year’s kiss,” あなた grin as あなた lean in.
“Not yet!” He yells, moving your face away. “It isn’t midnight yet!”
あなた laugh, then glance at the clock.
“Well, we missed it.” あなた 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.” あなた roll your eyes and giggle.
“Yes it is. あなた are you. Without certain things, あなた wouldn’t be you. If you’re pretty eyes weren’t (eye color), あなた wouldn’t be you. If あなた didn’t snort when あなた laugh, あなた wouldn’t be you. If あなた didn’t randomly burst into song, あなた be you.
If あなた weren’t nice and sweet and funny, it wouldn’t be (Y/N). The (Y/N) I know, 愛 and adore.” He smiles as he kisses あなた on the cheek.
“Really?” あなた ask.
“Really.”
“Really really?”
“Really really.”
“Johnny how do あなた think this looks?” あなた 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?” あなた ask, twirling the dress around.
“You’d look good in any clothes, honey.” He smiles at you.
“Any clothes?” あなた ask, scrunching your nose.
“But あなた also look good in no clothes, if that’s what あなた want to know,” he grins at あなた like a little kid. “So could あなた hurry up so I could see my お気に入り outfit on you?”