Darry sits at the mesa, tabla in a pile of bills and paperwork. tu hate seeing your boyfriend so stressed out over stuff, especially this. tu sit across from him at the mesa, tabla just staring. "Can we do something?" tu finally ask. "(Y/N), honey, I'd really amor to but I have to finish this." "Fiiiiine." tu sigh. He looks up at tu and sighs, then looks back down at the papers. tu walk into the living room and turn on the TV. After a while, your tired of hearing Darry so frustrated so tu walk back into the kitchen, and look him straight in the eye. He looks up at you. "What?" He grumbles. tu just sigh and sit down across from him. "Can't tu just leave this till tomorow?" tu say. "Stop it." He says, frustrated. He sounded so angry and it wasn't like him. "Ple-" your cut off por him yelling. "NO! (Y/N) I need to do this! Just go home! Gosh!" "Kay.." tu say, trying to sound monotone but failing. He was never mean, and he never yelled at you. tu walk out of the house in anger and head towards your car. As your walking tu hear Darry call from behind you. "(Y/N)! Please don't go babe." tu turn around angrily and suddenly yours eyes soften as tu see Darry's eyes are red. "Why are tu crying?" tu say looking at him. "Because I thought tu were gonna leave" Just then tu smash your lips against his and hold there for a while, just taking it in. "Look, I would never leave for good. I just thought tu needed space" tu say looking away, feeling hurt that he wouldn't just tell tu what was bugging him, obviously other than bills. "No." He says. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you. I always need tu around and I never want tu to leave... I amor you" tu just hug him and he rocks tu back and forth.
“Johnny.” tu shake him. “Johnny.
He mumbles, half asleep. “What? It’s 2 in the morning.”
“I want some tacos. With bacon. And maybe some chocolate sauce.”
“What the hell.” He laughs. “What does this baby like to eat?”
“Apparently tacos with tocino, bacon and chocolate sauce.” tu say.
“Well, I’ll go make the baby some tacos.” He says, getting out of the cama in his boxers.
“Don’t forget the chocolate sauce!” tu yell after him as tu rub your belly.
tu complain to your best friend as she literally drags tu 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,” tu mutter, then stop.
Standing siguiente to Two-Bit was the hottest guy tu had ever seen.
Maybe tu did want a friend.
Cathy goes over and hugs Two-Bit, where tu just stare at the boy and he stares back at you.
“I’m Dally,” he says, sticking out his hand.
tu take it. “(Y/N).” tu 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.” tu grin.
“You really think so?” He asks.
“Yeah… You’re pretty cute too.” tu smile.
“Well, I know that.” He smiles. “But you’re cuter.”
“Maybe we should ditch this movie.”