The Outsider Preferences and Imagines (Closed)

You're Insecure

Dally
You finish brushing your teeth spitting out the access water from your rinse.
"Hey baby." Dally says coming behind you and kissing your neck.
"Hi." You reply wiping your mouth.
"So, I really wanna do something tonight." He whispers turning you around slowly.
"Not tonight." You reply, he picks you up sitting you on the counter. He smiles planting a kiss on you cheek.
"Why?" He asks moving to your ear.
"I just don't."
"Please," he begs getting to your neck.
"Dally I'm serious." You say putting a hand on his chest.
"Come on."
"Dally get off of me!" You yell pushing him back. You get back to your feet.
"What's wrong?" He asks anger in his voice just like yours
"I just don't wanna tonight."
"No there's a reason." He says. You don't answer and remain silent not looking at him. "Babe, please, tell me what's wrong," he says anger fading.
"I'm not comfortable!" You shout.
"What do you mean? We've done this before." He defends.
"I'm not comfortable in my skin!"
"What? Why you are the most beautiful girl I have ever met or even seen, you are smart, beautiful, sassy, sweet, caring, basically everything I'm not." Dally comforts taking your hands in his and starring into your eyes. You can't help but look into his striking blue eyes.
"You're just saying that because you want me to have sex with you."
"No, I'm not I'm saying this because I love you I mean every single word." He says kissing your temple. You wrap your arms around his chest and let him hold you.
Two-Bit
"That was the worst movie ever." Two chuckles reaching for your hand you happily take it.
"What do you expect it was another stupid beach movie where all the girls are in bikinis and they break out into dance and song for some reason." You say leaning your head on his shoulder as you headed back for your house.
"True." He chuckles, a mustang slows down next to you.
"Greasers! Greasey greasers!" A soc yells.
"Shut up Soc!" Two yells back. Your smile instantly fades and so does his as the car pulls off getting faster making sure you both knew that they had a car better then you could dream of.
"Next time I pick the movie," two replies. You try and fake a smile,
"What's wrong Minnie?" Two asks still walking but glancing to you.
"Nothing," you lie.
"No somethings wrong." He says now stopping and standing in front of you taking your hands.
"The socs, I am a greaser." You reply.
"Yeah and so am I." He replies.
"I know but greaser guys aren't nasty they're tough, greaser girls at discusting have you been living here at all?"
"But you aren't."
"Almost every greaser girl and is and that makes me gross and like a slut and-"
He plants his lips on yours.
"You are the best thing in this world, don't ever say that, you are pretty and smart, I don't see you screwing other guys but me, so you're not a slut, you're funny just like me and I love that about you." He says cupping your face in his hands. You just lay your head on his chest and he holds you before you start to walk home again before you can cry.
Ponyboy
The bell signaling that it was the end of the day rang through the halls and classrooms, before the teacher could finish his sentence the whole class was in the hallway, Pony was waiting for you. You smile and walk towards heading for your locker. You open your locker putting back your binder and grabbing your bag before shutting it and taking Ponys hand going to his locker. You see three soc girls walk past you purposely bumping into you, you roll your eyes and move on and Pony just squeezes your hand before he lets it go to open his locker. Just as pony and you start to leave the building the same socs came by again,
"You know I admire you Y/N," a blonde says.
"What?" You ask confused and pony takes your hand in his.
"Yeah, because you landed a guy that is way to cute for you, I mean it's like putting a model and a potato next to each other and having them kiss." She smiles walking off, all you wanna do is cry, but you bite your lip.
"Come on sweetheart." He says pecking your cheek before leading you out of the school and onto the sidewalk. You hold in tears until you get back to the Curtis home, as soon as you walk into the door tears fall from your eyes and you search for Ponys comfort, he quickly finds you and wraps his arms around you,
"Your okay, Ponygirl." He says kissing the top of your head.
"They were right." You mange.
"No they were terribly wrong, if anything, you're out of my league, I love you so much and I think you are the mort beautiful person that has ever walked the earth." He comforts.
Johnny
"I told you I don't want you around him!" Your mom yells at you.
"Why?" You yell back.
"He is just like That Dallas kid, he's gonna hurt you and I'm sure he's done things that would lock you up for life!"
"That's not Johnny! That's Dallas! Johnny is the sweetest guy I have ever met."
"I don't care! He hangs out with them give it time!"
"No, I'm going to keep seeing him!"
"You've always been selfish and never think about anyone else I don't wanna have to comfort you for three days straight because he goes to jail or hurts you!" Your mom yells and in frustration she slaps your cheek. You fall to the floor, but you're quick to stand again and leave walking down the sidewalk tears falling down your cheeks, you make it to the lot where you see a makeshift fire pit, you follow the light and see Johnny laying there not sleeping but almost. You just sit next to him and he wraps his arm around,
"Maybe she's right," you say tears falling down your cheeks.
"She's not, your an amazing person    Y/N the sweetest I have ever encountered, I love you so much, and cant picture my life without you. You are not selfish," He says kissing the side of your head. That was a great thing about your relationship he knew, he could tell by how you acted.You turn to look at him and his smile is now gone. "She hit you," he whispers putting his hand on your cheek where it was red,
"I'm fine." You reply. He just wraps his arms around you tightly.
"She is wrong; don't listen to her." He says kissing your head as you sniffle.
Sodapop
You open the car door and walk over to the entrance of  DX, through the window you see Soda at the register with two girls across from him, you could tell they were flirting with him, he had red cheeks and one of the girls was biting her bottom lip, instead of walking in you see how it plays out, soda gets the receipt and hands it to them, she goes to sign it, she then handed it back, he smirked not knowing what else to do, he looked at the receipt before the brunette girl winked at him taking her drink and leaving and the Black haired girl wasn't far behind doing the same. They were like every guys dream, both tall and skinny the brunette had a pair of sunglasses on her head, jean shorts with holes, flips flops and a black tank top with brown vest thing showing off her upper region, the black haired girl was wearing a sundress that was teal and had beads at the bottom,strapless, and a pair of sunglasses over her eyes as she walked out wearing a pair of heels. You try not to stare but can't help it, Soda sees you through the window and his face lights up, you give him a small smile before entering, he hops over the counter planting a kiss on your forehead,
"Hey," he smiles hugging you.
"Hey," you simply reply watching the girls drive out.
"What you here for?" He asks.
"I wanted to see you but also, i really wanted a soda," you giggle the pun intended he lets you go chuckling at your terrible joke and you go to the back of the store grabbing a Pepsi and going back to the counter where Soda was again, you walk up and your smirk fades when you see the receipt from the two girls with a phone number.
"Why are you with me?" You ask.
"Because you came, remember like two minutes ago," he chuckles.
"No you know what I mean,"
"Because I love you,"
"Why? You just had two models walk in and you still come and kiss me?"
"Yeah, because they aren't anything to me, you are the only girl I want in my life, I wanna wake up with you, and go to bed with you, those girls are nothing compared to you, you are beautiful, smart and they obviously weren't, caring, all they cared about was me to have their number," he says hopping over the counter and wrapping you in his arms.
Darry
You leave the bathroom but stop yourself when you reach the full length mirror in yours and Darry's bedroom. You can't help but hate how you look, you put a hand on your stomach, you were eight months pregnant, you hated what the pregnancy has done to you, you lift your shirt revealing stretch marks, you quickly pull it down again regretting it as soon as you did, you get closer to the mirror, you were breaking out to, you roll your eyes, you step back again, you had never gained weight like this even if it for the baby you didn't like it,
You hear the door open and close followed by footsteps and soon a kiss to your cheek.
"What you doing?" He asks wrapping his arms from behind you.
"Just looking," you let out a heavy sigh,
"Is that good or bad?" He asks.
"I don't know," you reply turning around and into his chest.
"Are you okay honey?" He asks placing his hands on your waist.
"I hate this," you say feeling tears well up in your eyes.
"Hate what?" He asks alarmed.
"I just want the baby out, I wish there was an easier way, I hate gaining weight and stretch marks and-and"
"Babe your beautiful more beautiful then ever, you have a glow to you," he comforts rubbing your back with his hand. "The weight will go away and the stretch marks show that our baby is growing and he's healthy and happy," he says kissing your temple.
"This is why I love you," you reply as he wiped away your tears, he smiles and you return it.
"I love that smile." He says kissing your lips. You giggle and lean your head on his chest.
Steve
You smile excited to look through albums from years ago, you take the box setting it down and sitting yourself on the couch, Steve was at work still but was suppose to be home soon, you take the first picture out, you and your best friend in middle school, the next was of you and Steve when you first started dating, you notice how much you have changed since then, you were seventeen in the picture and four years as done a lot, your hair was lighter then, you noticed that you wore your hair in a way you wish you never did, and you noticed that you seemed smaller you didn't know how but you just seemed smaller min some way. You take another picture out, picture of you and your siblings from when you were sixteen, again you seemed different, the next picture you pulled out was of you and Steve four months ago on your wedding day, you take the picture of you and Steve when you first started dating and your wedding picture and compared them, you definitely gained some weight, your hips seemed wider, tears start to form just as Steve walks in the door.
"Hey-" he stops himself seeing your tears he rushes to your side. "What's wrong? What happened?" He says wrapping his arm around you, you just give him the pictures. "Two pictures of us?"
"No, you idiot, look at me in both of them and compare them," you reply, he looks again,
"I don't see a difference one just looks newer."
"Can you not see how bad I look compared to then?"
"In what way?"
"I'm bigger now." You reply, you mumble under your breath "I'm fat."
"No, your not 'big' and your not fat either, your beautiful, you just look older in this one, that's good, you don't look seventeen you look 21 that's good not bad." He says kissing your temple, "if anything I think you've gotten prettier," he whispers giving you a kiss on your lips.