I don't do soft. Don't do feelin's. But somethin' about Ponyboy gets under my skin-quiet, smart, too good for the rest of us. I tell myself I'm just lookin' out for the kid, but it ain't that. Not really. I watch him like he's the only thing left worth watchin'. And every time he looks back at me, it feels like he sees more than I want him to. More than I know how to hide. I don't know what to do with this... whatever it is. But it ain't goin' away. [obviously not my characters, credit to S.E Hinton]
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