This is so bad I'm so sorry
*y/n pov*
"Doll what's with the weird 'slang' ?" kei- Two-bit asked. "Darling I believe I should be the one asking that." I told him, I was kinda scared, they were alive in '67 not 2019, I shouldn't be here. "I have a question" Ponyboy said, "What's up, kid ?" I asked him.
"Umm, I don't mean to be rude, but, what are you wearing ?"
It was just ripped black skinny jeans and ironically a back to the future shirt.
"Ummm, clothes ?" I laughed, Ponyboy kinda just gave me a "are you serious" stare. "Sorry um, what's the date ?" I asked "September, 19 why ?" Sodapop asked. "The year !?!?" I kinda yelled "Sorry, sorry I'm a bit impatient" I awkwardly laughed. "1967, doll are you high or something ?" Dallas laughed, "No-I-I just, its nothing." I replied. "Y/n, it don't seem like it ain't nothing." Johnny said. "Why don't we walk you to the Curtis house you can use there phone and you can explain what's wrong ?" Steve suggested. I nodded in agreement I mean after all I HAD to be dreaming, no ?
-time skip to the Curtis house brought to you by two-bits switchblade-
*still ur pov*
On the walk to the house I learned a lot about all the guy's, except Johnny, he kept real quiet, I wanted to talk to him, he seemed nice, and pretty cool, but i get it I'm kina antisocial as well.
"Ok y/n/n what's ur deal ?" Dallas asked. "Y'all gonna think I'm phyco but..." *sigh* "Come on y/n you can tell us" Johnny said. "I feel like I'm in a dream" i said under my breath, "I know I'm good looking but trust me, I'm real" Two-bit said, "oh my- haha, anywayyyy" the boy's laughed at my response. "Ok so, basically...
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am i a goner ? || dallas winston x reader
Fanfictiongon·er /ˈɡônər/ noun a person or thing that is doomed or cannot be saved. [hella slow updates lmao] I don't own the outsiders what so ever And mature bc vulgar language
