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i walk to my best friend-ponyboy-'s house. i open the door and look to my left to see soda on the couch. . . naked.
"g' morning to you too soda." i chuckle and blush. his eyes widen and he runs to his room to get changed. he came out in his dx shirt and hat, with jeans and a white tshirt.
"i-uh- i'm sorry." he stammers, i chuckle.
"it's okay soda." i say
"c'mon soda lets go" darry yells from outside.
"i'll see ya later y/n/n. bye" he leans down and kisses my cheek, i smile and blush.
"bye sodapop" he runs out the house, i fall down on the couch.
"ahhhhh!" i scream.
"OH MY GOD ARE YOU OKAY? WHO'S DYING?" pony comes running out of his room.
"sorry ponyboy, just a lil excited"
"oh well what happened?" he asks sitting next to me. i proceed to tell him the whole story, my cheeks becoming a dark red the whole time.
"well. . . i say. you. should.-" pony starts
"just spit it out already!" i shout, annoyed.
"you should tell him! go to the dx . . . like now!" he replies. i nod, mutter a small 'thanks' and get up to go to the dx.
when i get to the dx, seeing all the girls around soda makes me sick to my stomach. i go in and start to look around, knowing what i want; soda. like coca-cola (you thought i meant sodapop didn't ya). all the girls finally leave, and i guess soda doesn't know i'm here.
"oh my god. finally. hey steve i can't believe it took an hour for all of em' to leave! y/n didn't come again today. she usually comes everyday" he says sadly.
"i wish she would just realize i like her already! it's gettin' on my nerves steve" my eyes widen. he likes me back! yay i'm just gonna go for it.
"hey sodapop?" i shout from the back, and walk towards the front.
"i can't find what i'm looking for" i say
"and-uh what might that be?" he asks
"a date with you friday night, nightly double" i say
"what?"
"what?" i mock
"what you just said" he says in a 'duh' tone
"what did i just say?" i smirk
"that you wanted to go on a date with me on friday to the nightly double" he said back
"uh sure i'm free around 8:00 that sound good? pick me up. . . my place" i kiss his cheek and walk away, making sure to sway my hips a little more.-before date-
it's an hour and a bit for the date. and i'm really excited. i can't believe i actually did it. i decide to call pony and ask him to come over he knows me better than i know myself, he'll tell me what to wear.
i dial his number and pony picks up.
"hello?" he asks
"it's y/n. meet me at my place quick. and tell soda and darry that you're going to the lot to find johnny or somethin'" i say and hang up.
it's about 5 minutes before pony comes running to my house. we talk and he helps me find an outfit. i settle on;and just some slight makeup.
"and he was like running around the whole house tryna' get ready. . . he really likes ya" ponyboy was talking about what soda was like before he came.
"wow. i mean i can't believe i asked him. it took me 3 years pony! 3!" i exclaim. i finish my makeup and head a knock on the door, i go to answer it. i tell pony to stay in my room and climb out my window. i go to the door giving myself a mini pep talk okay y/n you've been wanting this for 3 years. . . 3!!! just enjoy your date.i open the door and soda is standing there with a single f/f.
"wow. . . you look gorgeous y/n" soda says
"thanks sodapop, you look very handsome" i smile.-time skip to after the date(cause i'm a lazy a$$ bitch)-
"thank you for an amazi-" i was cut off by warm, soft, plump lips on my lips. i smile into the kiss, as sodas arms go around my waist.
"y/n . . . will you be my girl?" he asks confidently.
"yes! in every language oui, ci, ja, shi, yes!" (lowkey used google translate. and inspired by hsm3)he smiles down at me and kisses lips, pushing the door open and slamming it shut. . . let's just say that was the best night.
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a/n oof this is terrible.
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