Disclaimer: I hate you. JOKING! I love you all. Sadly, most of the things I love aren't owned by me...such as The Outsiders.

A/N: I have given up on this story. I will continue to write it till the end in spite of the fact that I cringe every time I look at the Mary-Sue-ness of the story. If I keep writing every week, I will probably finish Always Yours by the end of February, or at least mid-March. OMG the Mary-Sue-ness!

Thank you for reading!

10. Fairytale

---Ally's POV---

"What is it, babe? You can tell me anything."

"I know, I know. It's just… well you're not going to like what I'm about to tell you."

"Not unless you tell me right now." The tone of his voice changed from playful to worried.

"Soda… you know the party that Pony and April held for y'all?"

"Yeah." He replied, still confused.

"Well, that was the day Steve and Evie broke up, right?"

"How does that have to do with the party?"

"I found Steve at the lot, looking all sad and stuff so naturally I asked him what was wrong. He told me that he and Evie broke up, so I comforted him."

"Uh-huh." Jesus, when was this guy going to get it?

"A-and one thing led to another…"

"Tell me you didn't kiss him…" He said. Soda was getting angry. I nodded. "Did anything else happen?" I nodded again. "That son of a-"

"Don't get angry, Soda. It wasn't like he came on to me or anythin',"

"Okay, so it was you, huh? Well that's even better!" He said, his voice drenched in sarcasm. "Am I not good enough for you, huh? You think I don't have a truckload of girls waiting for a chance to date me?"

"No, Soda, it's not about how you look, or anything like that. It's just that Steve makes me happy; I'm in love with him. Don't you understand?" My eyes were filling up with tears. This feeling felt strange to me; I never remembered crying as a kid, let alone now.

"No I don't understand! If you loved him you wouldn't have started dating me, you… you…TRAMP!"

"I thought I loved you, but then I saw you and April. All the time we spent together couldn't even compare to the chemistry you two have together, even for one second."

"I, uh…" Sodapop was shocked. Sad, angry, confused all rolled into one.

"Oh, and I'm pregnant as well. With Steve's baby." I knew that he would explode so I made a run for it. Next stop, Steve's house. It would be easier for me to tell Steve face to face, rather than Sodapop shouting it in his ear while having Steve in a choke hold.

---April's POV---

"As fun as this has been, I think we should get goin'." Darry said, glancing at his watch. It was 11:30. I knew because I would stop and check my watch every 5 minutes.

"B-but don't you want to see my wardrobe again?"

"April, I think you might be just a little delirious; you've shown it to us four times already." Ponyboy said, amused at my persistence on showing them my house. How naïve. Ponyboy, I wish I could tell you exactly what events took place in your bed earlier tonight, I thought. I laughed to myself. But reality hit me again. The plans. I hoped Ally and Sodapop were quick about it.

"Okay, then. I suppose y'all should head back home." I said begrudgingly. To be honest, giving house tours was the worse time killer ever. Why couldn't I have just invited them to the movies? Stupid, stupid, stupid.

"Want to come along?" Pony said to me.

"S'ppose I could. What will we be having for supper?"

"Caviar and champagne, milady." Darry said in a British accent.

"Oh, eating black fish eggs and drinking urine-coloured liquids? That sounds delightful." I replied, with an even worse accent than his.

We all walked back to their house joking around and telling silly stories. I ran the rest of the way back to ensure I could I fix things up before they walked in. Thankfully, everything looked normal.

"Soda… Ally?" I whispered, knocking on the bedroom door. I felt a warm hand rest on my shoulder and I turned around to see Sodapop Curtis smiling at me. I opened my mouth, prepare to ask and endless amount of questions but, as quick as lighting, I felt his lips touch mine. He cupped my face and kissed me, firmer than the last kisses I'd received from him. Soda's kisses weren't light and bubbly anymore; they were filled with passion and this new found love. No, this wasn't immature young love; this was the beginning of something new.

A/N: Darry is pretty OOC in the British accent bit. Damn, probably should've brought Two-Bit along to just let him say Darry's line. -_-

I'm sorry that it took me so long to update! I'm writing chapter 17 as I speak...