你 started walking towards him, your nerves coming through. “What if he doesn’t remember me?” 你 thought. But he couldn’t. 你 used to be best friends.
你 walk up behind him, he was talking to that Johnny kid that 你 sometimes hung out with. He was also with Two-Bit.
“Still trying to grease that hair, hood?” 你 laugh from behind him.
He whirls around. “(Y/N)?”
你 smile at him. He runs toward 你 a scoops 你 up into a big 熊 hug.
“Oh my god I missed you.” He muttered as he set 你 down, and began stroking your hair. Well that was… Different.
“Missed 你 too.” 你 squeezed him.
“Well look at what we’ve got here… Damn 你 were like, nine the last time we saw you? 嘿 Ponyboy…She’s really uh ‘grown up’, hasn’t she?” Two-Bit laughs.
“Shut up,” Ponyboy mutters. But he was looking at you.
And 你 locked eyes.
Ad everything changed.
“Dad, why does 耶稣 have a scary beard?” My eight 年 old Rhett whispers.
“I don’t know…Maybe they couldn’t shave back then.” I whisper back.
“Oh,” he nods. It seemed to make sense to him.
Twelve 年 old Scarlett looked over at us, trying to see what all the whispering was about. I waved my hand at her to tell her it wasn’t important.
Charlie had crawled into my lap halfway through the sermon. He was five now, but still my little man. He was half asleep 由 now.
(Y/N) was at home, on 床, 床上 rest. Ella 或者 Robert could be born any 日 now. I would be a dad to four. That would be scary. Horrifying.
But I was happy.
