Chapter 8

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"Johnny that's amazing." I said as he was telling me about a poem he just read. "Aint it?" He was laying on his back now cents it's been a few days. "Has pony told you about the rumble?" I took in a deep breath. "Yep." "What you think about it?" "If your referring to how I feel about Darrel fighting in it I don't feel nothing." "He's your boyfriend Kourtney." "If he's my boyfriend then why hasn't he talked to me in the last three days?" "You had a fight, and you told him not to come back." "Still." "You... should... talk to him." Johnny was begging to fall asleep, talking always wore him out and we've been talking for about 20 mins. "Yeah. Maybe I will, I'll go check on Dally." "Okay." He closed his eyes and I quietly left the room and headed for Dally's. "Hey dal." He was watching tv and playing with his necklace. "Hey." "You... you think maybe I could go to Darry's? For one I'm in the same clothes i wore four days ago, I need a shower and I miss pony and soda." "Sure it's got nothing to do with Darry?" He smirked, "Shut up and answer my question." "Kourtney I already told ya your free to go." I smiled, "I'll be back tonight." "No need. I'm leaving this can tonight." "Why?" "Tonights the rumble. You know I can't miss it." I sighed, "I thought maybe you'd forgotten." "Nope. And nothing you can say will make up my mind about fighting it." I licked my lips, "I know. I'm gunna
head over to Darry's, I love you Dal." "You to, and I better not see your ass at the rumble!" He yelled at me but I was already long gone.

As I walked through the door I was attacked in a hug by soda. "God I missed you! It's not the same with out you here!" I laughed and hugged Soda back, he lifted me up and spun me in a circle. "I missed you to soda!" "Is that kourtney?" I Hurd pony's voice, he came into the room as soda let go of me. "Hey pony!" He hugged me and I hugged him back. "Hey. Soda's right, the house is a mess and there's no laughter roaring through the air." I ruffled his blonde hair and he smiled. "You should become a poet." He laughed, but our laughter died as Darry walked up to us slipping on his work shirt. I blushed and pulled some loose hair behind my ear. "Hey kourtney." He finally said, I smiled at my name. "Hi." Once he finished sliding on his shirt he ran a hand through his greasy hair and then rubbed the back of his neck. "Fuck it." He walked up to me and lifted me up, I gladly wrapped my legs around his waist. He held my neck and my thigh as he pushed my face closer to his. Our lips attached to one another in a very much needed passionate kiss. "I missed you." He whispered as he pulled away, I had one hand en-tangled in his hair and the other one cupped his cheek. "I missed you to dare." He smiled at his nick name and kissed me again, this time holding my body closer to his and kissing me harder, He didn't seem to care that his two little brothers were watching this. "I'm... sorry about our fight, and for grabbing you-" "Its okay Darry." He nodded an kissed me lightly before setting me down. "I got to go to work. You staying?" He asked me, I nodded my head. "Okay. Twos coming over to watch you pony, I guess kourtney can tag along." Just then Steve and two walked through the door. "Kourtney! Hey!" Two hugged me and kissed my head, "Missed ya." "Me to." I moved away from two and hugged Steve. "Nice to see ya." "Isn't it always?"

"Okay okay. We're gunna be late let's go!" Darry walked up to me and kissed me on the lips. "I love you." "Love you to." He walked out of the house and soda followed, "I aint never gunna get used to that!" Steve said before leaving with soda and Darry who lwere all headed to work. "Me nether." Two said I laughed awkwardly. "I've got to take a shower, then we can go get lunch." "Sounds like a plan doll." "Don't call her that when Darry's around unless you want your face lunch like Steve." I laughed and so did Ponyboy after he spoke. "Yeah Yeah."

As I stood in the shower I couldn't help but to gaze at Darry's shampoo. It didn't have a sent, besides soap, but mixed with his grease and sweat it was the most comforting smell of all time. I missed him so much, I decided to use his shampoo instead of mine. The feeling was different, it wasn't as smooth and soapy as mine. A smile came across my face tho, it felt like Darry was in the shower with me. Am I a freak? Or did I just miss him that much? Maybe both.

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