The Outsiders Preferences

He hates you part 1

This is basically a he hates you, but you love him type of thing. The worst type of thing to go through. Some of these might be extremely long, but enjoy tho :)

Dallas: Ever since you became friends with the gang, Dallas Winston has hated you. You did nothing wrong to him. In fact you rarely talked to him. One day you saw Soda in the store and he invited you to come to their house to chill for a while. "Yo, yo, yo!" you yell as you walked in. "Y/N!" everybody shouts as they go to give you a hug. Well, everybody except for Dally of course. You went to go take a seat next to him since it was the only one available. Unfortunately, that was the worst mistake you had ever made. That day you were wearing a shirt that your grandmother bought for it. It was bought on the last time you ever had a chance to go shopping with her because a week later she died. So the shirt had a lot of sentimental value to you. Dal went into the kitchen to get something to drink. He came back with a pop in his hand while smirking at you. You just gave a confused smile back and focused back on the tv, which was giving Two's favorite show Mickey Mouse. Suddenly you felt something dripping down your hair and leaking onto your shirt. "WHAT THE FUCK?" you yell as you jumped up. You see Dallas standing above you with the same pop tilted over your head. You looked at him with tears in your eyes. "Don't cry now you big baby. Wait until I grab a camera," he said while smirking. "What the hell man? Why would you do that?" Soda yelled as he came over to comfort you, but you pushed him away. "What the hell Dal? Why would you do something like that?" you ask angrily. "I don't know. Lemme think...... maybe its because I hate you and you ruin me life," he answered with fake thoughtfulness. "This shirt was the last thing my grandmother gave to me before she passed away. So it means a lot to me and you ruined it. Why do you hate me so much?" you say finally breaking down in tears. Dal opened his mouth to say something, but you held your hand up to stop him. "You know what you are? You're just an asshole who just doesn't give a fuck about anyone, but himself. And to believed that I actually lo-" you then stopped to choked up to finish. You then noticed that everybody was looking at you. When you looked back at Dal, you could notice a little guilt in his eyes, but it wasn't enough to show that he cared. You turned around and ran out of the house.

Sodapop: To start off, you barely talked to Soda. The only reason why you went to the DX was to either buy candy or go hang out with your friend Steve. Soda would always be so rude to you though. Despite it all, you still loved him, but you never knew why. One day you were at the DX, chilling with Steve and it was hot as hell. You were burning up and all types of things. You told Steve that you were going to get him and you some drinks to cool off. So that is what you did. You saw Soda and his paussi of desperate girls. "How much would this be?" you ask Soda as you give him the two cokes. "I don't know if you would be able to afford it," he answers. "I didn't ask you what you think my budget is, I asked you what was the price for the coke," you told him with an edge in your voice. "Aslo, I don't know if I serve bitches here," he tells you. "Yet here are all the bitches and sluts of the town hanging all over you. Now I'm not going to ask you again. How much is the damn coke?" you said angrily. Then Soda opened the coke and splashed it in your face. All the girls started laughing mad loud including him, but his laughter quieted down quick once he saw how upset you were. "Are you fucking kidding me? I never knew what I did to you Soda? I try to be so fucking repectful, but you make it so damn hard. You know what? I'm done. I'm done with you and your attitude and everything. You can just go fuck yourself or better yet hire one of these bitches to do the job for you. And to believe I actually loved you is so unbelievable!" you yell. Soda's eyes widened in shock. Shit, why did I say that, you thought, but it was way too late to take it back. You turned on your heels and ran into Steve. "Woah. What happened to you?" he asked while touching your wet hair. You slapped his hand away and pointed at Soda. "Ask him," you say quietly and walk out of the DX, ignoring the calls of your name.