The Outsiders Preferences

You Hear Him Talking About You (Bad Part 1)

Here is the bad version to him talking about you. Hope you enjoy :)

Dallas: You were walking down the street, just wandering around. Then you saw your boyfriend, Dallas Winston and Tim Shepered talking to each other. You decided you were going to scare them. As you crept up on them, you heard Tim mention your name, so you decided to hold back to hear what they have got to say about you. "Man. I see you going all soft on Y/N. She gonna ruin your rep. You know that?" Tim teased Dal, while laughing. "Naw she ain't. Besides she don't mean nothing to me. Just some broad that I knocked up and decided to keep around. That's all," Dal lied. "So you tellin me that Y/N is nothing?" Tim asked. "Exactly," Dally confirmed. That was all you needed to hear. You then cut through the middle of them and purposely bumped shoulders with Dal. "Hey! Hasn't anyone taught you something called manners?" Dal called after you. "Like you have any," Time muttered. "No. I guess the only thing that I was taught is to go out with the biggest fuckboys and then have them talk shit behind my back," you tell him while turning around. Then Dal froze. His face immediately paled knowing that you heard everything. Tim on the other hand had a smirk on his face. "Hey baby. I ain't a fuckboy. You could go out with me," TIm offered. "Tim Shepered. If you knew what was best for you, you would beat it before I kick your ass," you threatened. Tim knew not to mess with you, so he left as quick as possible. Then you turned back to Dal. "Y/N I did-" Dal started but you cut him off. "Don't you dare say that you didn't mean it! You meant every damn word that you said," you yelled. "Just let m-" Dal tried again. "What? Just let you explain? Like anything you are going to say will make this better. What are you going to say?" you asked him angrily. He stayed silent. Then a horrible thought came to you. "Tim isn't the only person you told this to is he?" you asked Dal. Dally just looked down. "Great. Now you ruined my image. I really hope you're happy because this here is done. We are over. I need someone who is going to treat me with respect and who isn't ashamed to have me as their girlfriend," you tell him as you turn to walk away. "Y/N! You know you can't forget me," Dal called after you. "I already did," you called behind you and continued walking away. Away from him.

Sodapop: You were sitting on the Curtis' couch with Soda. The whole gang was over watching a movie. During the movie you started to feel sleepy, so you cuddled into Soda's chest and closed your eyes. Before you fell asleep, you heard your name being mentioned, so you decided to listen and pretend like you were sleeping. "How are things between you and Y/N?" Steve asks. "Honestly, things are going good,"Soda tells him. "Is she better than Sandy?" he asks. You could feel everybody staring at either you or Soda. You felt the urge to ask everyone what they're looking at, but you continued on with your act. "I don't know man. Y/N okay, but Sandy was amazing. She was my everything you know. Y/N just doesn't compare. I really like being with her and all, but I had more fun with Sandy" he confesses. "That's not fair to her Soda. Y/N is way better than Sandy and you can't be playing her like this. Besides whether you like it or not, Sandy broke your heart," Darry whisper-yells at him. You then shot up awake and sad. You thought he loved you like you loved him. Am I only a distraction? You then look up to see everyone staring at you. "You okay babe?" Soda asks you. "Yeah I just had the best dream ever you know?" you start off with sarcasm in your voice. "What was it about?" Dal encouraged you with a smirk, knowing that you heard everything. "Nothing much Dal. I had a boyfriend who was really sweet and I loved him, like I thought he loved me. We had so much fun together. Then my dream took a very bad turn. I was sleeping in my dream on my boyfriend, but then I hear him telling his best friend that he liked being with his hoe of an ex better than me. So I broke up with him. Then I woke up," you looked at Soda's face. He seemed pale and his grip on you got tighter. "The funny thing about my dream is that it is the exact replica of reality," you then get up off the couch and start heading towards the door. "Y/N wait!" Soda called after you.