“Wanna dance?” He asked, eyebrows raised, smirk on his face.
It was the night of the eighth grade dance; which Du had no datum for. Du were going stag, being the loser Du were, until your best friend Ponyboy showed up.
“You serious?” Du ask.
“C’mon it’d be fun… And hilarious. We’d basically be making fun of all these kids. That’s one of our Favorit things to do.” He grins.
“Fine.” Du mutter as Du grab his hand and lead him out to the dance floor.
Du stand in front of him, slightly raising your head to meet his eyes. He smiles.
“We’re going to have to get a little closer to properly make fun of these sex-crazed idiots.” He grins, putting his hands on your waist and pulled Du close, bodies pressed against each other.
“That’s better.” He mumbles.
The Musik starts, him starting to grind on you.
Du stand there, completely shocked. Your relationship had never, ever been sexual. You’d always had feeling about him… But Du thought nothing would ever happen to between us.
“You gotta do it to…” He whispers in your ear. “I don’t want it to look like I’m assaulting you. Even though I’m having fun…”
“We’ll, Du asked for it.” Du grinned.
Du start moving your hips in synch, locking eyes with him, biting your lip.
Du see the smile kreuz his face, and Du start to laugh softly. Just for show, Du turn around and start getting low.
“Excuse me, this dancing is starting to get out of hand.” A teacher comes over, trying to wedge between you, but decides it wouldn’t be a good idea.
Ponyboy is trying not to laugh, his face turning red. “I’ll be more… Uh less provocative.” He finally says.
“Just… Take it outside…” The teacher walks away, shaking his head.
It was the night of the eighth grade dance; which Du had no datum for. Du were going stag, being the loser Du were, until your best friend Ponyboy showed up.
“You serious?” Du ask.
“C’mon it’d be fun… And hilarious. We’d basically be making fun of all these kids. That’s one of our Favorit things to do.” He grins.
“Fine.” Du mutter as Du grab his hand and lead him out to the dance floor.
Du stand in front of him, slightly raising your head to meet his eyes. He smiles.
“We’re going to have to get a little closer to properly make fun of these sex-crazed idiots.” He grins, putting his hands on your waist and pulled Du close, bodies pressed against each other.
“That’s better.” He mumbles.
The Musik starts, him starting to grind on you.
Du stand there, completely shocked. Your relationship had never, ever been sexual. You’d always had feeling about him… But Du thought nothing would ever happen to between us.
“You gotta do it to…” He whispers in your ear. “I don’t want it to look like I’m assaulting you. Even though I’m having fun…”
“We’ll, Du asked for it.” Du grinned.
Du start moving your hips in synch, locking eyes with him, biting your lip.
Du see the smile kreuz his face, and Du start to laugh softly. Just for show, Du turn around and start getting low.
“Excuse me, this dancing is starting to get out of hand.” A teacher comes over, trying to wedge between you, but decides it wouldn’t be a good idea.
Ponyboy is trying not to laugh, his face turning red. “I’ll be more… Uh less provocative.” He finally says.
“Just… Take it outside…” The teacher walks away, shaking his head.
“Johnny.” Du shake him. “Johnny.
He mumbles, half asleep. “What? It’s 2 in the morning.”
“I want some tacos. With bacon. And maybe some Schokolade sauce.”
“What the hell.” He laughs. “What does this baby like to eat?”
“Apparently tacos with speck and Schokolade sauce.” Du say.
“Well, I’ll go make the baby some tacos.” He says, getting out of the bett in his boxers.
“Don’t forget the Schokolade sauce!” Du yell after him as Du rub your belly.
Du complain to your best friend as she literally drags Du towards the Dingo.
“C’mon (Y/N), it’ll be fun! Two-Bit’s got a friend for you!” Cathy raises her eyebrows.
“Maybe I don’t want a friend,” Du mutter, then stop.
Standing Weiter to Two-Bit was the hottest guy Du had ever seen.
Maybe Du did want a friend.
Cathy goes over and hugs Two-Bit, where Du just stare at the boy and he stares back at you.
“I’m Dally,” he says, sticking out his hand.
Du take it. “(Y/N).” Du smile.
“It’s pretty,” he smiles. But then he erases the expression off his face. “I mean, it’s tuff babe.”
“You don’t need to act all tough around me, I know your cool.” Du grin.
“You really think so?” He asks.
“Yeah… You’re pretty cute too.” Du smile.
“Well, I know that.” He smiles. “But you’re cuter.”
“Maybe we should ditch this movie.”