“I can’t believe आप have to work on New Year’s Eve.” Ponyboy mumbles.
आप give him a quick किस on the cheek as आप head towards the door. “I know, but I’ll be paid extra for working tonight.”
“Waiting tables?” He snorts.
आप roll your eyes. “Well it is a holiday.” Not knowing what else to say about your profession, आप add, “Lots of people go out tonight.”
“Can I visit आप to get a New Year’s kiss?” He asks as आप turn the doorknob to the front door.
आप stop. आप didn’t want him coming to see where आप worked. “No,” आप say quietly.
“Why not?”
“Just… No.” आप say, and leave.
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The बास pounded, the colored lights flashed.
आप glance at the clock. Only 11:50. Another couple hours in this whore house.
Stripping wasn’t how you’d picture your future to be. It sorta just happened. आप were desperate for money, and आप apparently had the sex appeal for it.
आप take a look in the bathroom mirror, your hair all curly, and your wearing this black leather and fishnet ensemble.
“You look so slutty.” आप think to yourself.
What would Ponyboy think?
He’d be so disappointed in you.
And आप just want to break down and cry, knowing how upset he’d be.
आप fight back tears, not wanting to ruin your eyeliner and mascara.
आप quickly लिखें yourself, आप were on in 5.
आप walk backstage in a daze, not really concentrating, ready just to be another pretty face and body for men to stare at.
The lights go dark on the stage, your cue to take your place at your pole, the one on the stage right.
The संगीत starts, and the lights go up. आप feel the beat, starting to slide down the pole.
As आप turn around, kicking up your leg, आप see him.
आप see him, standing at the entrance, the look on his face killing you.
आप instantly let go of the pole, stand up, and look at him, eyes starting to water.
“Bitch, get back to dancing!” Some drunk yells at you, but आप ignore him, biting your lip to keep from sobbing.
आप see him mouth something. At first आप can’t make it out, but then आप realize he’s saying: “I’m sorry.”
आप shake your head, letting him know it’s not his fault.
He starts walking towards you, making his way through the crowd of men.
आप hop off the stage, making your way towards him, as fast as your high heeled boots would carry you.
आप run into his arms, which immediately लपेटें around you, pulling आप close. “I’m sorry.” He whispers. “I’m so sorry.”
आप can’t help it now, the tears start to flow.
He pulls away, holding your face in your hands, trying to hold back tears himself. “You’re going to quit, alright? I’ll support you, I swear. We’ll find आप a real job, and everything will be fine. I promise.”
All आप can do is cry and nod, make up running down your face.
“5, 4, 3, 2-” the crowd counts down to signal the new year.
And his lips crash into yours.
“HAPPY NEW YEAR!” The club roars.
“This साल will be different.” आप sniffle.
आप give him a quick किस on the cheek as आप head towards the door. “I know, but I’ll be paid extra for working tonight.”
“Waiting tables?” He snorts.
आप roll your eyes. “Well it is a holiday.” Not knowing what else to say about your profession, आप add, “Lots of people go out tonight.”
“Can I visit आप to get a New Year’s kiss?” He asks as आप turn the doorknob to the front door.
आप stop. आप didn’t want him coming to see where आप worked. “No,” आप say quietly.
“Why not?”
“Just… No.” आप say, and leave.
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The बास pounded, the colored lights flashed.
आप glance at the clock. Only 11:50. Another couple hours in this whore house.
Stripping wasn’t how you’d picture your future to be. It sorta just happened. आप were desperate for money, and आप apparently had the sex appeal for it.
आप take a look in the bathroom mirror, your hair all curly, and your wearing this black leather and fishnet ensemble.
“You look so slutty.” आप think to yourself.
What would Ponyboy think?
He’d be so disappointed in you.
And आप just want to break down and cry, knowing how upset he’d be.
आप fight back tears, not wanting to ruin your eyeliner and mascara.
आप quickly लिखें yourself, आप were on in 5.
आप walk backstage in a daze, not really concentrating, ready just to be another pretty face and body for men to stare at.
The lights go dark on the stage, your cue to take your place at your pole, the one on the stage right.
The संगीत starts, and the lights go up. आप feel the beat, starting to slide down the pole.
As आप turn around, kicking up your leg, आप see him.
आप see him, standing at the entrance, the look on his face killing you.
आप instantly let go of the pole, stand up, and look at him, eyes starting to water.
“Bitch, get back to dancing!” Some drunk yells at you, but आप ignore him, biting your lip to keep from sobbing.
आप see him mouth something. At first आप can’t make it out, but then आप realize he’s saying: “I’m sorry.”
आप shake your head, letting him know it’s not his fault.
He starts walking towards you, making his way through the crowd of men.
आप hop off the stage, making your way towards him, as fast as your high heeled boots would carry you.
आप run into his arms, which immediately लपेटें around you, pulling आप close. “I’m sorry.” He whispers. “I’m so sorry.”
आप can’t help it now, the tears start to flow.
He pulls away, holding your face in your hands, trying to hold back tears himself. “You’re going to quit, alright? I’ll support you, I swear. We’ll find आप a real job, and everything will be fine. I promise.”
All आप can do is cry and nod, make up running down your face.
“5, 4, 3, 2-” the crowd counts down to signal the new year.
And his lips crash into yours.
“HAPPY NEW YEAR!” The club roars.
“This साल will be different.” आप sniffle.
आप were avoiding his eyes. His beautiful eyes.
“Will आप please tell me why?” आप were sitting on the bathroom floor with him. आप were still shaking from the silent sobs that racked your body.
“Baby look at me.” He whispers.
Your eyes meet his, and आप loose it. आप put your head into your hands and sob.
“Hey, हे everything’s fine. Shh babe, it’s ok. (Y/N) I promise,” he says as he picks आप up an places आप in his lap.
He rocks आप back and forth for a few minutes, saying nothing. He looks down at your arm.
“You’re beautiful, आप know that?” He mutters into your hair.
“Will आप please tell me why?” आप were sitting on the bathroom floor with him. आप were still shaking from the silent sobs that racked your body.
“Baby look at me.” He whispers.
Your eyes meet his, and आप loose it. आप put your head into your hands and sob.
“Hey, हे everything’s fine. Shh babe, it’s ok. (Y/N) I promise,” he says as he picks आप up an places आप in his lap.
He rocks आप back and forth for a few minutes, saying nothing. He looks down at your arm.
“You’re beautiful, आप know that?” He mutters into your hair.
“Hey.” आप feel him grab your waist.
“Hey.” आप smile, turning your head to किस him.
“Miss me?” Ponyboy asks.
“Of course. I haven’t seen आप in awhile.”
“I know. I just don’t want your mom and dad to get suspicious, आप going to the wrong side of the tracks and all.” He mutters, just holding you.
“I know.” आप mutter. “I wish it didn’t have to be this way.”
“Don’t आप think I do too?” He says, holding आप a bit tighter.
“I know आप do.” आप whisper.
“I don’t know what I’d do without you. I regret everything that happened when I first walked out. I thought it’d be better for both of us. But I was wrong.” He mumbled into your shoulder.
“I can’t wait till I’m 18. They won’t be able to tell me what to do. And I can have you.”
“And you’ll be mine.” He smiles.
“Love me forever?”
“And always.”
“Hey.” आप smile, turning your head to किस him.
“Miss me?” Ponyboy asks.
“Of course. I haven’t seen आप in awhile.”
“I know. I just don’t want your mom and dad to get suspicious, आप going to the wrong side of the tracks and all.” He mutters, just holding you.
“I know.” आप mutter. “I wish it didn’t have to be this way.”
“Don’t आप think I do too?” He says, holding आप a bit tighter.
“I know आप do.” आप whisper.
“I don’t know what I’d do without you. I regret everything that happened when I first walked out. I thought it’d be better for both of us. But I was wrong.” He mumbled into your shoulder.
“I can’t wait till I’m 18. They won’t be able to tell me what to do. And I can have you.”
“And you’ll be mine.” He smiles.
“Love me forever?”
“And always.”
“When I look at you, a thousand feelings hit me. Lust. Happiness. Longing. Hope. Faith. Grace. Beauty. Humor. All these words are you, especially this one; love. I प्यार you. और than आप will ever know. I can’t go a दिन without think about you. Not day, और like a minute. If I could describe how much I loved आप in word I couldn’t. Infinite doesn’t even come close. Not all. When you’re gone, I’m physically hurting. My दिल drops, my insides go all numb. I can’t think. I’m worrying about आप when you’re not with me. I couldn’t live to see आप fall without me catching you. You’re an angel, but every एंजल needs a guardian angel. That’s where I come in. I’d do anything to save you. To be with आप forever.” He gets down on one knee.
“This was my mom’s,” he mutters. “(Y/N) (Y/L/N), will आप marry me?”
“This was my mom’s,” he mutters. “(Y/N) (Y/L/N), will आप marry me?”
आप woke up of he teacher yelling at you. "Y/N wake up right now" she said. आप woke up and looked up. Everyone was looking at आप , including Ponyboy. "Sorry" आप कहा and opened your book to the page she told you. After ten मिनटों of listening the घंटी, बेल rang. आप closed your book and walked out of the class. आप walked to your last class. आप loved that class cause most your फ्रेंड्स were in it. आप only had like four फ्रेंड्स but it was still fun. आप and your फ्रेंड्स always sat द्वारा each other in the back. आप would always get into trouble. The four of आप started to laugh. One if your फ्रेंड्स threw something at a kids head. "Ladies in the back stop laughing" the teacher said. आप stopped for awhile. आप other friend would ask stupid सवालों to make आप guys laugh. आप were laughing so hard. "Y/N please go to Mrs. Landers room" the teacher said. "Okay" आप कहा आप grabbed your stuff and walked out. आप walked into Mrs. landers room to see Ponyboy was in there.
आप walked threw the halls of your school. आप walked to your class. आप were late as always. The teacher looked at आप as he stopped talking. "Miss Y/L/N why at are आप late again?" "I don't know" आप said. "Don't let it happen again" he said. आप walked to your सीट as sat down. That class well all your classes were filled with Soc.s but they all looked at you. There was only a couple greasers like आप in that class. One of them was Ponyboy Curtis. You've had a crush on him for almost a साल now. आप looked at आप as आप looked at the bored. आप hated that class because of the teacher. It was पढ़ना class. Surprisingly आप sucked t it. आप were usually good at पढ़ना and writing. But आप didn't know what it was in that one class all the sudden. The teacher told आप to have a partner द्वारा the end of the week for a project. आप never had one cause they were all preppy Soc.s that never liked you.