Outsiders Imagines And Preferences 🐴😎🍰🏈🥤🍺🚗🌅

Song of Memories (Ponyboy)

Ponyboy Is about 35 years old in this Imagine. Everything is from his Pov.
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I sat out on the porch on the old rocking chair, Looking out into the dark abyss that we call the night sky. Stars glowing, hoping to grant one's wish, the full moon shining down, showing the most noticeable features of a person.

It was about midnight, everything was silent but the chirping of crickets. The wind was smooth giving a nice breeze blowing through my hair.
My children were asleep, so was my wife. So, I took the time to let this be a little me time, Which now being a father and husband, I rarely get.

So, Here I am, thinking back into my childhood, All of the happy times, to the dark times.
I lost my parents in a young age, I seen to much at just Fourteen, My brothers have been through to much worry, so did  the gang they were all like brothers to me.

I still visit Darry, It makes me laugh remembering the times how we always were in eachothers throats, but now we get along well.
For Soda, I miss him every day of my life, he had died in Vietnam. Ever since he died, nothings been the same, I'll never see his reckless grin, never see those sympathetic eyes, I'll never be able to hug him again. There's a deep dark, empty void in my heart, which was where Sodapop used to be. No one will ever fill it, no one but Soda.

Since Soda had died our gang wasn't a gang anymore, Steve had left never to he seen again, Twobit had left to Texas long after that when he finally graduated highschool. I miss the good times I had with the gang.

I miss,
Twobit's Funny wisecracking personality,
Steve's wild attitude even though I didn't like him much and he always thought I was annoying I miss him,
Dallas always pushing me to go out and hunt some action I used to think he never cared for me but after what had happened...Now I know he did, Johnny, He was caring, kind, loyal, My best friend...He killed just to save my life, he died just to help me save other lives. He never deserved the hell he's been through, Sometimes I wonder who would Dallas and Johnny be today if they never had died. The same with Soda.

As I thought back Something had dawned to me, I remembered when I was just seventeen I written something dedicated to the gang, I quickly walked into the house, trying not to wake up the kids and wife and went through an old box of my belongings from my childhood.

Then I seen it, The paperback copy of 'Gone With The Wind'
I opened it directly to the page of Johnny's letter, followed by the paper that had the lyrics to a song I written about the gang.

I grabbed the paper taking it with me out to the porch, reading it carefully. A tune popped into my head. 'This can go great as a song.' I thought.
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The next day I went out to the local music studio, People looked at me as if I hadn't belong there, I mean I didn't, I was an Author not a singer, but I did what I must do.

I talked to some guy who owned the whole place and was big in the music industry, he read the lyrics and loved it, he quickly suggested some people who could sing the song for me. We found the guy and soon the song was made.

As the man sung the song tears formed into my eyes. Memories of my past replayed over and over.

I miss the gang, Even though most of them weren't my they will alway be my brothers.

A/N: Alright I gotta be honest whe I listened to the song and thought of the movie clips ot The Outsiders I actually almost did cry. But anyway,
Thank you HeiraelleO12greys for this request! You got great taste in music btw.
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