OPEN ARMS;; the greasers x reader

d.c

back in high school we used to take it slow.

i walk through the old high school halls, thinking of darrel curtis. . . who was the love of my life. until i moved away, but now i'm back.

red lipstick on and high heel stilettos.

i run to the bathroom and to the farthest stall to see my lipstick writing still there;

y/n l/n was here. 1962

i smile at the red writing, darry loved that colour. snap out of it!!

you had a job downtown working the servo

as i drive through the town i see the dx and instantly remember when i worked here with soda and steve, and darry would always come and flirt with me.

had me waiting in line couldn't even let go

i'd always make him wait to flirt. pretty funny if i do say so myself. anyway. . . i pull into the dx and go to the back, grabbing f/d and f/c/c/b. i throw my items on the counter, holding the drink with my hand, my red fingernails grasping the container. this got sodapop's attention.

"could you m- oh my god y/n!" he screams.
"i'm back bitch" i laugh and give him a hug.
"wait here, wait here!" he repeats, going into the back. i hear the bell ring and keep my head facing forward, not thinking much about it.

"y-y/n? is that you?" i could recognize that voice from anywhere. . . darry.
"yeah, dare-bear. . . it's me" i smile. he picks me up and twirls me around, his strong arms wrapping around my waist.
i lean down and peck his lips, something i've been waiting to do for two years.

"does this mean you guys are back together?" steve asks, they must've came when we had our little moment.

"i guess it does"
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f/c/c/b= favourite candy/chocolate bar
f/d= favourite drink
shitty chapter ik ik. but hey it's darry!
oof rip. the song i used is listed above(out of my limit by 5sos) ily all sm.
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