wewe were at the Curtis house; waiting for Soda to get nyumbani from work. Ponyboy had been watching wewe for today, making sure wewe “didn’t overwork yourself” and “was smart.”
The pain struck wewe again, and wewe just groan. “Baby Grace wewe are early. wewe aren’t supposed to come out for another two weeks. You’re annoying me.” wewe talk to the bulge in your belly.
“(Y/N), are wewe ok?” Ponyboy asks from his bedroom.
“I’m fine.” wewe answer back, turning your attention back to Mickey panya, kipanya on TV. All of a sudden wewe really wanted some chokoleti milk.
“Hey Ponyboy, can wewe get me some chokoleti milk… Please?” wewe ask from the couch.
He walks from his room to the kitchen, opens the fridge, and pulls out the gallon of milk. He starts to get a glass, but wewe stop him.
“Just bring me the whole carton.” wewe wave him over.
“Just don’t get sick… I won’t be able to hear the end of it from Soda,” he says as he hands wewe the carton. wewe unscrew the lid and gulp.
Another pang hits you, this one different from all the others.
wewe spit out the milk, like a bad spit take.
“Ponyboy we need to go.”
The look of pure panic crept onto his face.
“Go where?” He asked, eyes wide.
“The hospital. Like now.”
“I can’t drive!” Ponyboy says, starting to pace.
“And I can’t walk!” wewe say.
“Oh my god, what are we gonna do?” He asks.
“I don’t know, you’re the one supposed to be taking care of… Owwww.” wewe clutch your stomach.
“Ok… Uhh let me call someone to come and get us.” He runs to the phone.
wewe wince as another contraction hits.
wewe might just be having a baby on the couch.
I chuckle. I was sitting outside of the community college on the steps, waiting for Soda to come pick me up. He was late; as usual.
“Yes. I it’s quite refreshing actually.” I tell (Y/N), looking up at the rain.
“Cleanses the mind?” She laughs, sitting down inayofuata to me.
“Your hair is gonna get all wet.”
“I don’t care.” She shrugs.
“I thought girls cared about their hair. Especially girls with pretty hair.”
“You really think I have pretty hair?” She laughs.
“Yeah I do.” I grin.
“You don’t seem like the type to be all cute.”
“Well, maybe I like wewe that much to be that type.” I grin.
“Really?” She grins, tilting her head to the side.
“Really.” I smile, leaning in as the sparks fly.
