Every Girl In The World

Spending The Night

Ponyboy walked out of the room and into the living room to call Darry, leaving me and Soda in the room alone.

"Hey, I had a lot of fun tonight," he said, grabbing my hand.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, did you?"

"Are you kidding?" I asked, "I had so much fun."

"That's good." He brushed his thumb up and down against the back of my hand, sending shivers down my spine, in a good way.

Ponyboy barged back into the room, making me jump a little. Sodapop chuckled, and hid our hands away from Pony a little more.

"Darry said I could stay, and you too, Soda. But he said to make sure you guys don't do anything," he explained.

"We won't," Sodapop said with a chuckle. "I'm gonna go change. I have extra clothes in your guest room."

"Okay."

He walked out of the room, and I looked over at Pony who was giving me a mischievous smile.

"What?" I asked, chuckling.

"What happened?" He asked, "I'm dying to know!"

I giggled, blushing. "I mean, we went out to dinner and we basically just talked and--"

Soda pushed the door open, startling me. Soda wasn't wearing a shirt, just a pair of sweatpants. I felt my mouth drop open a little, and I quickly snapped back into reality and shut my mouth. I heard the boys both chuckle a little, and I just looked away, embarrassed.

Ponyboy left the room to go change, and Soda and I tried to figure out sleeping arrangements.

"Do you want me to sleep on the floor?" He asked.

"I mean... I dunno." I wanted him to sleep in the bed with me, but I was afraid it was too soon for that.

"I can," he offered.

"Um, I'm not sure. If you want--uh... you can sleep--"

Ponyboy walked in and sat back in the chair, watching us.

"Uh, never mind, uh--yeah, if you want to sleep on the floor you can."

"Alright," he said, grabbing a blanket from the stack I have in the corner and laying it down.

"Wow," Ponyboy muttered from across the room.

"What?" I asked, clueless.

"You're making him sleep on the floor? That's harsh."

"Well--I... he can--he can sleep on the bed... if he wants, I mean..."

"No, it's okay," he said with a chuckle, "I'll sleep on the floor."

"Okay," I mumbled.

We laid down and started to drift off to sleep. We didn't really talk, we were all really tired.

"Soda?" I whispered.

"Yes?"

"Do you want to sleep up here?" I asked.

"Can I?"

"Yeah."

I felt him open up the covers and slide into bed next to me. My bed was pretty small, it was a full sized bed, so he was pretty close. We laid down, facing each other. He was in the middle of the bed, and I was practically shoved against the wall. I didn't have to be, there was plenty of room between us, I just didn't know if he wanted to be close to me.

"Why are you way over there?" He asked.

"Oh, uh, I dunno... I wanna give you enough room?" I guessed.

"Come here."

I scooted over closer to him, and he rolled onto his back. I put my head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around my back. I relaxed and soon drifted off to sleep, wrapped in Soda's arms. It didn't feel real. Nothing that happened today did.