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This is the Epilogue. I hope you al enjoy.
Darry's POV
I couldn't get Pony and I's conversation out of my head.
I sighed, rubbing my face. Did he really think I didn't love him?
He knows now, I reminded myself.
I should tell him again when he wasn't sick so that he would remember.
That still wasn't helping my stress.
Ponyboy's POV
The uncomfortable, but familiar tingling in my nose woke me up from my peaceful slumber.
I grabbed a Kleenex just in time to sneeze into it. I felt miserable.
Worst. Cold. Ever.
I sighed heavily, I was fully awake now, why not just get up? I though tiredly.
I was surprised to find just Two-Bit home. He was sprawled out on the couch, sipping a beer and watching Mickey Mouse.
"What time is it?" I asked Two-Bit. He glanced at his wrist like he was looking at a watch before looking up at me with a cheeky grin.
"I've watched four Mickey Mouse episodes since I got here, so it's about two a'clock. You've been sleeping for a while," He informed me. I had gone to bed early last night and only woke up once to talk to Darry. That was a long time to be asleep, I thought.
I watched Mickey with Two-Bir for a while until Soda and Darry came home, signaling that Two-Bit was free to go home.
Darry looks a lot better, I noted mentally checking over my older brother.
Darry's POV
I decided that I needed to say this to Ponyboy now while he was awake and coherent.
"Hey, Ponyboy?" I called.
"Yeah?" He asked.
"I love you," I told him. A smiled bigger than Texas spread across his face.
"I love you too," he echoed before curling up on the couch and going to sleep. It felt good to hear him say it honestly.
Ponyboy's POV
Darry looked like he wanted to say something, but he debated it for a while until later that night before when he started to talk.
"Hey, Ponyboy?" He asked softly.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"I love you," He told me. A smiled bigger than Texas spread across my face.
"I love you too," I echoed before falling asleep.
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