{Emily POV }
I look at Steve and exam his face. Now that I look at him, he is actually really handsome. He caught me examining him so I quickly turned around to hide my blushing. After I had gotten all the blood and dirt off of me, Steve helped wrap my head with some bandages. I turn to him and ask " what did you mean when you said you always got me"?{Steve POV}
Shit I didn't think anyone had heard me say that. " Well um you see" I say as I'm lost for words. I sigh and hang my head " you see Emily, I really like you". "I like you too Steve we have been friends forever". Said Emily missing my point completely. " No Emily. You see I like you more than just as friends. I want to be your man you know. I want you to be my girl. To go on dates and do all that stuff you know." I say all this whilst still not turning to look at her.{Emily POV}
Wait a minute! Steve like likes me? It must be true because he isn't looking at me and his face is all red. I walk up to him and turn him around to where he is looking down at me. "You know Dally would kill you if he found out" I said at a whisper. "Yeah I know Em. But I think it would be worth it" he says as he slowly snakes his arms around my waist. "Steve you do know I ain't smart at these things. I've never had a boyfriend before. Dally would never let me." I said as I hung my head. " I know Emily. But it's ok we can do this together. It will be like the time we learned how to fix a car ,together." He says as he tilts my chin up. It took my a moment to realize that the space between us was growing ever so smaller until his lips where on mine. One hand griped my waist while the other cradled my face." So Emily" Steve says with a grin on his face. " will you be my girl" "? He asks still inches away from my lips. I don't answer him but instead kiss him and wrap my arms around his neck. Steve smiles into the kiss and rests his nose upon mine.
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The Greaser Girl
FanfictionMy name is Emily and I'm proud to say that I'm a greaser girl. I didn't know where I came from honestly. Dallas found me in a ditch when I was real little and here we are. But what happens when I find out who I really am?