Bodyguard - A Sodapop Curtis Story

Forgive Me 🤭

I woke up that morning to shrieking. I padded downstairs and Steve was pointing at the closet.

"What, Steve? Is it another spider?" I ask, rubbing my eyes and heading for the closet.

"Y/N, wait!" He said, grabbing my arm. I turned around to face him.

"What, Steve! I'm hungry!" I said.

"It's the Bughuul!" He says, crying.

A/N: the bughuul is the villain in sinister

I sigh and roll my eyes. He shudders. I head over to the closet and pull it open. It was a hat hanging on a hook, and a black coat. He breathes a sigh of relief and hugs me.

"I'm sorry. Don't tell the gang, please." He said, kissing my head. 

"I won't." I said. I wasn't hungry anymore.

We headed outside and into his car. When we got to the Curtis' house, my stomach did a little flip.

Sodapop.

I was scared to face him. Would I be awkward? Rude? Weird? 

"Hello? Earth to Y/N?" Steve said, standing in front of me. I shook my head.

"Coming." I said, hopping out of the car. I followed Steve into the house and shut the door behind me. Soda saw me and his face lightened.

"Y/N!" He said, pulling me into a tight hug. I patted his back awkwardly. 

"H-hey." I said, as normal as possible. His smile was killing me. I took off my coat and plopped down on the couch. He brought me a piece of toast.

"Thanks." I say, taking a bite. He narrows his eyes.

"Are you OK? You have nightmares? Did the Bughuul try to get you?" He asks, tickling my sides. I laughed and choked on the toast.

"Stop, Soda." I said laughing. It wasn't that awkward. I just had to be myself.

I still spent the rest of the morning trying to avoid Soda. I sat beside Dally, Ponyboy, Darry, anybody but him. I loved him too much, I didn't want to ruin our friendship that we already had.

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That night, Steve entered my room. I was listening to 2pac, on my back on my bed, staring at the ceiling.

"Are you OK, Y/N?" He asked me, sitting next to me on my bed. I nodded.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I asked him, sitting up and turning the music down. Steve sighed.

"Soda asked me if I knew why you were avoiding him all day." He said.

Damnit. I thought to myself.

"Avoiding him? No." I scoffed and laughed. Steve raised his eyebrows. I sighed.

"Do you promise not to tell anybody?" I asked, massaging my temple. 

He nods. "I promise."

"If you tell anyone, I'm telling the gang about your little Bughuul accident." I said, looking at him. He nods.

"I love Soda. I love love him." I finally say. Steve embraces me in a hug.

"It' OK. Want me to talk to him for you?" He asked me with a smirk. "We could do double dates. You and Soda and Evie and I."

"Steven Randle." I say, smacking his bicep. "Get out of my room. Good night."

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