The Outsiders Imagines and Preferences

Darry part 2

Flowers, chocolates, cards and more were delivered to your house almost every day. You threw everything into the trash except the chocolates because...chocolates. One day there was another box of chocolates on your front steps. You sighed and lifted the box up, you couldn't help but smile at the small caramel chocolates which were your favorite. (Gets over ten comments saying  'I HATE CARAMEL!!!')

You opened the box as you walked into your room, a note lay on top of the chocolate. You recognized the handwriting it was Ponyboys. 

"Darry couldn't express how he feels in words you and I both know that.  He's nearly broke with all the things he's been buying ya, and I don't mean that in a bad way. He told me he didn't know how to write how he felt towards you on paper, he asked me to do it for him. Currently, he is sitting in front of me watching as I write, he will talk and I will write what he says. Darrel told me to put this note in the chocolates, he knew those are probably the only thing you didn't throw out. 

                                                    -Ponyboy Curtis

I know saying sorry won't do shit, I'm sorry I didn't mean to curse. I know you hate that. I just wanted to tell you how much you mean to me even if it won't affect you in any way. I love you Y/n Y/m/n Y/l/n I really do. I know you're way too good for me, I know you won't take me back, but you changed me. When I was with you I didn't give two shits...sorry. I didn't care about anyone at school, I only cared about you, your beautiful smile, your perfectly imperfect messy hair and your eyes...those eyes that I care for so much. You made me realize how much people lied to me telling me they cared about me when they didn't, you didn't lie and I know...I know you think I lied out caring about you, but I didn't. I meant every word except the terrible ones I said to you that night. That night....that night was stupid. I blocked out all the pain I caused myself by hurting you, but as the days went on I couldn't help, but miss my kitten. Ponyboy told me a poem once about gold or something. I didn't understand it until now, the poem was about being a kid and innocent. In a way you were my gold, you were the only thing that was keeping me from going insane. I'm not going to sit here and say I took your gold away, I didn't, You are your own gold and you don't need me ...that kills me. I love you, way too much then I think I should love any other human being. 

                                                     To, My kitten

                                                     from, Darry" 

You couldn't help but tear up at his words. 

"Damn me!" you yelled into your room, you still had feelings for him, "I can't go back to him after the way he treated me.  Ponyboy and Sodapop could be writing this." You crumpled the paper yelling at yourself. 

"Sodapop won't even talk to me," You whipped around as Darry stood in your doorway.  "Your mom let me in," explained looking at you, you shook the thought of taking him back away.

"Darry get out!" You shout ushering him out of your room, he didn't reject he made his way to the door turning back to you.

"Hi, my name is Darrel Curtis," he held his hand out,

"Darry what the hell," you questioned, he took your hand and shook it.

"You must be Y/n, Nice to meet you," you furrowed your eyebrows as he gently rubbed his fingers against your knuckles, 

"What are you doing 'Starting over' Are we going restart our relationship?" You asked, rolling your eyes.

"No," he stood up taller and swallowed hard his hand still holding yours. "I am restarting our friendship," with that he kissed your hand, "I hope I can see you at school...kitten," then he left, you were in awe, What the hell happened?  That's when you realized he would do anything to have you back in his life even if that meant just being your friend. You stood up and uncrumpled the letter, you read it over once again, you looked at the bottom of the paper "From, Darry," it read, it didn't sound right to you. You mindlessly grabbed a pen crossed it off, above his name you wrote "Darrel,"...there that's better.