( mostly angst, some light smut, little bit of fluff maybe ) If socs always get all the breaks, what do greasers get? Everything bad happens to them? Nothing ever works out? Well, maybe. Unrequited love is a hell of a thing, babes.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘑𝘰𝘩𝘯𝘯𝘺!

𝘑𝘰𝘩𝘯𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶!

(Takes place in 2004) "𝓣𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓼, 𝓛𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓻𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓪𝓬𝓮. 𝓣𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮, 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓯 𝓳𝓽𝓼 𝓯𝓪𝓴𝓮." "𝓘'𝓶 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓪 𝓯𝓸𝓸𝓵 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾." -- "You really wanna know the truth, Johnny?" He asked coldly. Johnny nodded, "Of course I want to." He said, trying not to snap at him. "I don't fucking care," Dally respondes, coldly, as he got into his truck driving away leaving a sad, heartbroken, and lonely teenager in the rain. ---- Idfc. Part two. "𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽, 𝓘 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷. 𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓵𝓾𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓮. 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓲𝓭𝓯𝓬 𝓪𝓽 𝓪𝓵𝓵. 𝓒𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓪 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾. 𝓘 𝓪𝓬𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓲𝓭𝓯𝓬 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓪𝓲𝓷'𝓽 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮. 𝓒𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓪 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾. 𝓘 𝓪𝓬𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓲𝓭𝓯𝓬 𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓘'𝓶 𝓼𝓸 𝓯𝓾𝓬𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓭." "Johnny!" Johnny turned around, "What?! What could you possibly want!" He shouted, the rain was pouring causing Johnny's hair to become heavy with the clouds tears, "Johnny this isn't you, this isn't the Johnny I grew up with. Johnny," Dally stopped. "Johnny this isn't the Johnny I fell in love with!" "Well you know what? I dont fucking care."