“I do to, but…” Dally starts.
“But what?” 你 ask. 你 were lying on the 床, 床上 下一个 to him.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“We’ll it won’t hurt that bad…”
“No… I mean I don’t want to hurt 你 hurt you.”
“What do 你 mean?”
He pauses, and rolls on his side to look 你 in the eye. “I 爱情 you. You’re the first girl I’ve actually loved. When I’m around 你 you, it’s like my world has so much 更多 meaning. So 你 know… If we bang, there going to be so much 更多 emotional. It’s wont just be having sex… It will be making love. And I know I sound like a forty 年 old man, but it’s the truth. I wouldn’t want to do it with 你 because you’re hot, which I wanted to do when I first met you. Now, I want to do it because you’re beautiful, and I 爱情 you. I want 你 to have my kids. I want 你 to 爱情 me as much as I 爱情 you. I don’t want 你 to give up this part of you, for the fear I may end up failing you.” He says, finally looking away.
“Dally…” 你 whisper. “I 爱情 你 that much to. That is why I want to do this.”
He bites his lip, looking 你 over. “I’ll be gentle. I promise. I’ll tell 你 I 爱情 你 the whole way through.”
你 lean over, 接吻 him, gently at first, then getting 更多 passionate. Your fingers start running through his hair, his hands on your hips.
His 衬衫 was already of, and he now was pulling of your dress, gently.
你 reach down to undo his 带, 皮带 and slid off his pants.
“You sure you-” he starts, concern in his voice.
“Shh.” 你 command. 你 roll over on 最佳, 返回页首 of him, straddling him. 你 reach behind you, unclamping your bra, slowly taking it off, and tossing it down.
你 smile down at him. He just bites his lip, looking 你 over.
He rolls over so he’s on 最佳, 返回页首 now. He slowly slides down your panties.
“You sure?”
“I’m positive.” 你 whisper, as 你 tug his boxers down.
“Just… Tell me if I hurt you.” He says, looking away.
你 just nod your head as he slides into you.
你 gasp quietly, not expecting it.
“Oh my god, are 你 ok?” The fear is drawn on his face.
“Keep going.” 你 say.
He shakes his head, but gives another thrust; each one gentle, but getting faster and faster. 你 moan as he hits your spot each time. 你 dig your nails into his back.
“I… Love… You.” He says, heavily breathing.
And then 你 both hit your high, and he falls onto you, still gently.
“I 爱情 你 too.” 你 whisper.
The Outsiders is all about two gangs.The greasers and the socs.In the book the greasers are located on the east side of town and the socs are located on the south side of town.Some of the greasers are Ponyboy,Johnny,Dally,Darry,Steve,Sodapop,and Kieth(aka Two-Bit).Some of the socs names are Randy,Bob,and Cherry.Even though some of us don't like them I still have to put them in.It is a really good movie and book.this book has happy parts and sad parts,but,we all just have to get through it together.Like when Johnny kills Bob.Thats a happy part.the sad parts are when Johnny and Dally die.well that is all about the outsiders to learn 更多 read the book and watch the movie.
Ponyboy’s Perspective
“Dad?”
“Yeah, Scar?” I say, looking away from the football game I was watching. I was holding Ella, she was 4 months old now.
“How did 你 and Mom meet?” The 12 年 old asked.
“I bet it was an epic 爱情 story.” Eight 年 old Rhett says sarcastically.
“Was Mommy pretty when 你 met her?” Charlie, who was five now, asked.
“The prettiest girl I’d ever seen.” I smiled down at him. “Until Scar and Ella came along. Now I know the three prettiest girls in the world. Anyways, there’s not much to tell. I saw her one day, and I fell in love. I thought she didn’t like me…”
“Nah, I like 你 a lot.” (Y/N) grinned from the doorway.
Seventeen.
Seventeen bottles of 啤酒 I have drunk in the past 37 minutes.
Seventeen.
I pick up number eighteen, twist the 帽 off, and pour it down my throat. It’s tasteless.
I lean my head back against the 墙 from where I sit on the floor of my basement.
I see a football. Danny’s football. It used to be Danny’s football. Now it’s just some football my son used to hold, used to play with. It probably smelled like him. Part of me wanted to go pick it up, the other part of me didn’t wanted to be reminded of the last time we played football together.
I pick up number nineteen, and out of the corner of my eye see (Y/N)’s old dolls, something we thought we could use for our little girl someday.
But that’s not going to happen.
I know what happened. I saw their mangled, bruised, broken, dead bodies after their accident.
I pick up number twenty.
Oh God how was I going to say this.
The rest of my life depended on this.
She was just perfect. In every way possible. She was beautiful. Kind. Sweet. Funny. Understanding. Just (Y/N).
And I needed to tell her.
Tell her how much I needed her, wanted her, and had to have her. It was a feeling beyond comprehension. It was love.
I needed to tell her I loved her.
So here I am, sitting in the lot, looking at the stars with (Y/N). Doing something I 爱情 with the one I love.
I look over at her, her eyes gleaming from the light of the fire.
“(Y/N)?” I ask as I grab her hand.
“Yeah?” She turns to face me.
“I-I think…” I start.
“Just say it,” she smiles.
“I 爱情 you.” I blurt out.
She looks surprised for a second. But then she grins.
“I 爱情 你 too.”
“This was my mom’s,” he mutters. “(Y/N) (Y/L/N), will 你 marry me?”
