Preference #2: First fight (Part 1).

  • *A/N: This is split into two parts, so some boys will be written about in this post, then the rest in another!!! xo - Sophie*
  • Johnny: You weren't really angry at Johnny, you were afraid of what would happen if he went to the next rumble. "C'mon, why won't you let me go?" He whined. "It's not that I won't let you go, it's just that I don't want you to go! I don't want you to get hurt like last time!" You were on the verge of screaming. "That's not fair, though! All the other guys are goin'! Even Ponyboy!" He hissed. You could tell that he was about to break and yell. "This isn't about Ponyboy, okay? This is about you! I don't want you to end up possibly dead, why can't you see that?!" You screamed. "You know what?! I don't even need a little girl's 'permission'. I'm out of here." He scoffed, meanwhile leaving you alone in your house. The next night, you were worried sick about him; the rumble was about to end soon and you hoped he was okay. Soon enough, you heard a knock on the door. You opened the door, and found Johnny. His arm was bleeding and he had some bruises forming. But, you noticed that he was holding a bouquet of roses behind his back. "I'm so-" He started, before you interrupted. "I know. You don't need to say anything." You smiled at him, bringing him inside to help him get healed.
  • Two-Bit: He stumbled into your house, obviously drunk. You rolled your eyes at him. He was so lucky your folks weren't home to see him like this. "Two-Bit, why do you get so drunk all the time. I would like to see you actually sober for once." You squeaked, scared of his reaction. You knew how people were when they were drunk and angry. Not a good combo. He stopped moving, and faced you. "You want to run that by me again?" He threatened, reeking of liquor. You finally had enough of this. "You know what, I will run that by you again! Get sober or get out!" You hissed at him. You saw a flash of regret in his eyes, but it was quickly covered by anger. "Fine." He grumbled, slamming the front door as he left. You shook your head at first; it was always like this. You fought, then made up like nothing happened. The next morning, you woke up to find a big teddy bear sitting by your bed. It was holding a heart that said 'I'm sorry'. You instantly knew who it was from, but how did it get here? You shook the thought off. "I really am sorry, babe." You heard somebody whisper from your room's door. You saw Two-Bit standing there. You smiled at him. "Get over here, you big lug." You giggled at him as he ran to jump onto your bed, tackling you in the biggest hug ever.
  • Dallas: You glared at him from across Buck's place. Why did he seriously have to check out every girl that walked through the front door? Your relationship has been kind of rocky, but you just thought of it as going through a rough patch. You noticed that he kept getting turned down by girls, and you inwardly smiled. He walked over to you, seeming disappointed. He smiled at you, but you just glared at him. "What's wrong, baby?" He pouted, wrapping his arms around you. You scoffed at him, and shook his arms off of you. "Maybe I would feel a lot better if you kept your eyes in your sockets, kept your little friend in your pants, and maybe spent a little more time with your girlfriend instead of other girls." You mockingly laughed. He instantly froze, and his eyes froze over too with anger. "Can we not talk about this now? Especially here, of all places." He trailed off. "Then when are we goin' to talk about it? When you find another girl prettier than me?!" You almost broke out into tears. His eyes softened, realizing what you were so angry about. "Babe, I love you and only you. Don't feel so insecure. It's these hormones that get me all out of whack. I love you so much, and nobody here is as perfect as you. Well, except for me." He smirked. You just laughed softly. "Yeah right." You whispered, before leaning in to kiss him.