your husband was Ponyboy Curtis. he was awkward, boom smart, shy, sassy, sensitive, and so very handsome. he has two older brothers, on named Sodapop who is very happy go lucky and kind to everybody but he’s dumb, and Darry who is super stern and cold and tough with everybody. you grew up with the three boys, since you were little you had a crush on Pony and boy, was it obvious.

your relationship started back when he was 14 going on 15. you two were the cutest then and still the cutest now. you both struggled with things from time to time but stayed strong through it all. breakups were temporary and you both always came crawling back.

you and Ponyboy were at Bucks with the gang, Steve, Sodapop, Darry, Johnny, Dally, and Two-Bit. everybody was hanging out and tonight everybody was at one of Bucks parties, everybody promised to stick together at all times.

the lights were dim and and it was loud and music was playing, everybody was having fun and drinking. Ponyboy was drinking much because he wanted to stay close to you and be available for any emergencies, he worries a lot.

“how much have you had to drink? are you doin’ alright?” Ponyboy wrapped a arm around your waist and held you against him, looking over at Darry