The Outsiders imagines

Be my girl - Steve Randle

TW: Mentions of assault

Steve has been your best friend since you were kids. It was always you, Steve and Soda. As you got older you slowly started developing a little crush on Steve. If started off as little and eventually turned into you falling in love with the hyperactive greaser.

You love him with all your heart. You haven't told him of course. How could you? He's your best friend! You cant ruin that!

You and the boys all work at the DX, you were at the register whilst the boys work on the cars in the back. When business is calm Steve will usually come and help you at the register or will clean around the aisles.

It was just you and Steve working today as Soda has come down with the flu. Steve was out the back fixing some Soc's car while you were reading a magazine waiting for customers.

You abruptly lifted your head when you heard the bell on the door ring which meant a customer has walked in.
"Hey there, pretty girl. What's a prize like you doing working at a gas station?"

He was a Soc. He had curly brown hair. Olive skin, and light brown eyes. I cant lie he was very attractive but he isn't my type.

"How may I help you?" I asked him ignoring his obvious attempt at flirting.
"I was just wondering if I could get your number, sweetheart." He winked at the name and stepped closer towards the register.

"Thankyou, but no thankyou. Is there anything else I can get you sir?" I tried to stay professional but this guy was starting to make me uncomfortable.

"How about a fun time? What do you say, darlin'?" He jumped over the desk next to the register and pushed me against the wall.

I freaked out and screamed for Steve.
"STEVE, HELP!" The Soc immediately placed his hand over my mouth and started 'touching me' I was uncontrollably sobbing.

Steve ran in and punched the Soc in the face. It ended up in a huge fight between the two. Steve won however and kicked the Soc out. I coward in the corner sobbing.

Steve started to approach me and I backed into the corner more.
"Hey, Y/n it's me. Steve. I'm not going to hurt you, Doll. I would never." I immediately ran into his arms and cried.

After Steve's attempt at calming me down by rubbing my back and whispering sweet thinks like "You're okay", "You're safe", "I'm here" I looked up at the boy I've been in love with for years and noticed he had a cut on his face that was bleeding and a black eye.

"Oh Steve, I'm so sorry. We need to get you cleaned up!"
"Don't worry about me, Doll. As long as you're safe that's all that matters to me."
I refused and managed to persuade him to let me clean his wounds. Whilst I cleaned his back eye Steve looked at me.
"What?"
"Hm?"
"Why are you looking at me?"
"I'm not."
"Are too."
"Fine, Y/n I need to tell you something."
"Alright.."
"Y/n. I'm in love with you. I've been in love with you for years."
"So have I. I love you so much Steve."
"I love you too. Be my girl?"
"Always."
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This one was kinda trash I'm sorry.