gon·er
/ˈɡônər/
noun
a person or thing that is doomed or cannot be saved.
[hella slow updates lmao]
I don't own the outsiders what so ever
And mature bc vulgar language
For viewing pleasure; as an apology for taking forever lmao ALSO this is sorta filler since I'm tryna figure out where to go with this story rn, like it's relevant but not big for the plot
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also I so didn't edit this lmao
Y/N's POV
"DAL" I yelled as he pulled me towards the gate of the the Curtis home,
"Y/n, if I stay there for ten more min- ten more seconds my head is gonna explode babe" he said while Motioning towards the sides of his head
"Babe if we leave, WE POTENTIALLY DIE" I mocked and semi yelled at the new yorker in front of me,
"Well what do you want me to do about it" he said in a snarky tone which I was just about done with,
I grabbed him by the ear and began walking towards the front door while he exclaimed in protest and as soon as we got inside I sat him on the couch and said
"You're gonna sit here and not leave the house unless it's necessary," I turned to the other boys watching scene and stated "like work and school but that is it and maybe, maybe back to your own homes if I can actually trust you dickheads" I finished
"Yes ma'am" they all said in unison with slight fear in there eyes
"You know I'm stronger then you right ?" Dallas said unimpressed with the speech
"And you know there are knifes in the kitchen right ?" I said in the same tone to which he nodded and started watching the TV with two-bit
"God you people are gonna be the death of me" I mumbled while Steve looked at me and laughed
A/N: here y'all go, I felt like making Dallas a little less tough in this just bc I thought it'd be funny but like can y'all imagine if dal got embarrassed like that infront of the gang fr, he'd never live it down bro lmao anyways i think I'll keep updating I have a few ideas ;)
