chapter ten

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Sodapop was fun to hang out with. He was constantly making me smile no matter what it was he was going he could always make you smile. I liked that about him. Steve was okay, but there was just something about him I didn’t like. I liked being around Soda. And he did help get my mind off Dally. For a while at least. When it was time to leave Steve didn’t come back to the Curtis house like he normally would, said he was meeting up with a girl or something. So it was just me and Soda, walking by ourselves. We walked in silence for a while until Soda finally said something. “You know there’s this party tonight, and I was wondering if maybe you would like to go. You know might help you forget about Dall.” Its like he could read my mind. “I would love to come.” “Great.” I decided to go home, so I could change and I would meet Soda at his house when it was time to go.

When I got there I figured out all of the gang was going. Well except from Dally (and of course Darrel who never goes out). I thought that was weird seeing how Dally loves these types of things. But oh well what do I care anyway. Tonight I was NOT going to think about Dallas Winston.

The party was at someone’s house. When we walked in there was loud music playing, people dancing, making out, getting drunk, and every other thing you could think of. I knew Pony and Johnny felt uncomfortable, this wasn’t really there scene. But it defiantly wasn’t mine either. But I didn’t care. I came here to have a good time and forget about that lowlife son of a bitch! We found a place to sit and Two bit brought back drinks. It was actually a pretty fun party. Minus the people passing out drunk. I mainly sat with Ponyboy and Johnny. Everyone else had left and started dancing or getting more drunk. But I didn’t mind. Then Soda came up to me and asked if I wanted to dance. I said yes. When we started to dance a slow song came on. I thought it would be weird dancing with Soda, but it was actually really nice. He was a really good dancer too…

Soda’s POV

I got up the courage to ask Christy to dance with me. To my surprise she said yes. It felt good to be able to hold her. Even if is was going to be just for a minute. When we started to dance a slow song started playing. I wrapped my arms around her waist and she wrapped hers around my neck. We were just swaying back and forth. People were staring but I didn’t care. I don’t think she did either. I think they were staring because we were the only ones really dancing. Everyone else was just dirty dancing. It was the first time I’d ever really stared in her eyes. I just noticed how pretty her emerald green eyes were.

Normal POV

It felt good to dance with Soda he didn’t act like a perv like most guys would. I laid my head on his sholder for a while. Then I moved my head back up so I could look into his eyes. Then everything just became so overwhelming. Looking into his eyes. Breathing in his scent. Being close to him. I couldn’t take it any more. So I leaned in closer to him and kissed him. At first he seemed shocked but then he kissed me back passionately, and held onto me tighter. Holly shit! What the fuck am I doing? This is so wrong! But why does it feel so right? I knew I didn’t really like Soda like that. Just as a friend. So what the hell am I doing? I pulled away. I couldn’t do this to him. When I pulled away I looked into his eyes again. And he must have saw the look on my face, because I could see a look of hurt in his eyes. I couldn’t take it so I just left. I ran out of that place as fast as I could.

Soda’s POV

I couldn’t believe it. When we were dancing she kissed me. It felt nice to. Right then I knew I loved her. Not just like, love. I wrapped my arms tighter around her and kissed her back. But then she pulled away and I saw the look on her face. Like she just made the biggest mistake of her life. It hurt to think that. I guess she saw the hurt expression on my face cause after that she bolted. Just left me standing there by myself, thinking of that kiss. I was defiantly not going to be getting over anytime soon. I just don’t get why she kissed me. Obviously she doesn’t feel the same way. So why’d she have to make me fall for her even more?

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