𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 || 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝟐

gang ~ fuck prom

Tulsa, Oklahoma. High school dance ~ Curtis' House

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"Fuck this."

I stood up and left the dance. No one asked me out. I had no friends to dance with at all. I was sitting there and no one even offered me to dance.

I ran back to my house and I saw the whole gang as I walk through the door.

"Y/n. You're home early." Said Darry. I immediately went to the room I shared with Ponyboy and shit the door behind me.

I could hear quite, muffled talks from them. I sat in front of my mirror, taking off my shoes and as I was about to take off my dress, I heard a knock.

"Go away!" I shouted. "Are you okay?" I heard Darry ask. "No!" I shouted and took off my dress and changed into my pajamas and laid in bed.

As I tried to sleep, I heard rumbling and whispers from outside the room.

I covered my head with my pillow, closing my ears. The door then opened and I saw Darry. I face away from him.

"Y/n?" He asked. "Go away."

"I- no you stay. Don't- get back outside." I heard him whisper to the boys.

He closed the door behind him and turned on the lights.

"Y/n, c'mon talk to me or I'm gonna force it out of you." He said, sitting on the bed. "How are you gonna force it out of me?"

"Like this." He then starts tickling me and I was laughing and gasping for air.

"Okay! Okay! Stop it!" I shouted as we laugh.

"Alright, what is it?" He said. "Prom was shit. No one asked me out or to dance. Am I that lame?" I said.

"You're not lame. You've got the coolest brothers in this town." He said, making me roll my eyes and chuckle.

"And Dallas is literally all over you and you know a lot ladies want Dallas. Hell, girls are even jealous that Sodapop prefers to hang out with you than them." He said, making me smile.

"I guess you're right." I said. "The ones who didn't ask you to or to dance, they're blind. Everyone is either gonna want you or want to be you one day."

I smile and hugged him. "Thanks, Darry." I said. "Yeah, yeah, now c'mon."

"What?" "Just get out of the room." He said. I shrugged and did so.

When we got out, Darry said to the boys, "Boys get up. We owe my sister a dance." I look at him, "What?"

"Since no one would dance with you in school, we'll give you a dance." Darry then walked over to he record player and puts a slow dance song on.

"Who would like to dance with Y/n first?" Darry asked and Dallas immediately stood up and held me. I laughed and we started to slow dance to the song.

"Sodapop! Dance with me!" Said Steve, lending out his hand to Soda. He took it and they danced making us all laugh.

All the boys and I danced to different songs, slow and fast, soft and upbeat and more.

I then got tired and lied on the couch.

"I'm sleepy." I said, curling up into a ball. "Alright, c'mon boys. Let's get her to her room." Said Darry. "Wait, wait!" I said but before I knew, they were all carrying me to my room.