The Outsiders Imagines/Prefrences (REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!)

Sodapop Imagine

I parked my car in front of the DX, and I got out walking through the doors. The little dingle signaled I was here and Soda, and Steve showed up within a few seconds. "Hey Y/N!" They both said in sync. I laughed at them both giving them a small wave. "Hey, guys, what's new?" I asked. I walked to the back grabbing a coke and paying for it.

"Nothing really, just the usual girls line up to see the infamous Sodapop Curtis," Steve groaned. I snickered seeing Soda's cheeks heat up, he smacked the back of Steve's head. "Shut your trap Steve, it's not like I ask them to. They just show up, plus I like someone else." He smiled.

"Aww, little Pepsi-Cola is in love. They grow up so fast," I faked crying. He rolled his eyes giving me a wide grin. "Well let's get to work," I said. I worked here part-time after I got off school at the counter. I picked up a magazine and laid my elbows on the counter holding up my head as I skimmed through it. The ding went off signaling someone was here, but I didn't bother looking up.

"Hey Doll," I heard a low voice speak. I look up and see a boy standing with his hands shoved into the pockets of his leather jacket, he had on black jeans, boots, he had greased back hair, and the finish off his intimidating look a toothpick hanging loosely out of his mouth. I rolled my eyes pulling off the best smile I could.

"Hello, how may I help you?" I asked. He smirked looking me up and down. "You could help me by letting me take you out on a date tonight," he said. I scoffed.

"That was the worst pickup line I have ever heard in my life," I laughed.

"Come on, we can have some fun after," he smirked. I rolled my eyes looking back to the magazine I was looking at before. "I think I'll pass," I said coolly.

He jumped over the counter pulling me to him by my wrists. "I think you meant yes!" He growled. I felt myself begin to shake with fear. "Soda! Steve!" I yelled. He slapped me, clamping a hand over my mouth.

He pushed me up against the wall, kissing my neck roughly. "Hey! Get away from her!" I heard a familiar voice yell. The next thing I knew, the guy was yanked off of me and Steve was pulling me away to the garage. "Y/N are you ok?" He asked worriedly. He looked me over feeling my now bruised cheek.

"Y-Yeah I'm fine. Just a little shaken up is all." I stuttered. I looked around and I began the feel fear rise up in my stomach again. "Where's Soda?" I asked. He sighed and ran his hand through his greased hair.

"He's the one that pulled that guy off you, his probably putting that guy in a coma for touching his girl." He laughed. I blushed at the use of his words. His girl. "What do you mean? His girl?"

"Oh my god I wasn't supposed to tell you! Damn it! Well since I already told you, Soda likes you. A lot." He chuckled nervously. I almost choked on my own spit. Soda.. liked me? No way!

Soda ran in and pulled me into a bear grip of a hug. "I'm so sorry Y/N!" He said out of breath. He pulled away and he looked at me confused. "What's wrong?" He asked.

"You.. like me?" I asked. His cheeks turned red, and he turned to Steve giving him a glare. "Damn you, Steve! I told you I wanted to tell her!" He yelled.

"I'm sorry, it just kind of slipped out." He defended himself. I chuckled pulling Soda in for a light kiss. We pulled away and he was blushing like a fool with his mouth agape. "It's ok Soda. I like you too."