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Chapter 8
Time seemed to pause, still. I couldn't see anything but Darry's hopeful face, hear the beat of my racing heart. I've not known this group of people long, but could this become home? It seems like home, and Darry. Oh Darry. With his large muscles and dark eyes that draw you in, long soft hair that you can run your hands through all day. "Darry…I…I don't know what to say."
Disappointment flashes across his face before understanding settles in. He looks up at me with a soft look I've never seen on his face before. "Too soon? Just…think about it?"
I nod with a small smile and he kisses me softly. He stands, hands on my hips. "Come on. Let's go grab some stuff for your room. Make it your own."
"Really?"
He laughs at my excited jitters, pulling me along through the front door, where the gang is all on the porch. Even Dally. He nods at me. "You alright there Al?"
I jump up and down clapping. "I'm just great! Darry's letting me decorate my room!"
"That's what's got you all excited? Working on a bedroom?"
I stop at Steve's confused voice, looking at the gang at large. The only on looking at me in full understanding is Johnny. I sigh with a sad nod. "I've…I've never had my own bedroom before."
I'm pretty sure I heard someone mutter a line of curses before I'm pulled down the steps to Darry's truck, Darry trailing behind reprimanding Dally, who's the one pulling me. He stands in the doorway after tossing me in the seat. I growl, standing in the cramped space and glare up at him. "Who the hell do you think you are?"
"Dallas Winston. The guy who is going to pay for you to completely redo that room for yourself even if it kills me. Get your scrawny ass in the middle and shut up."
I huff but do as I'm told. I really want my own room. Dally jumps in by me and Darry gets in the driver's seat, popping Dally in the back of the head before putting that arm around me. Dally just grins. I think Darry and the gang are the only ones Dally would let get by with that.
We'd gone and gotten stain for the bed frame, I want it darker. We've already gotten the new dresser, which also has to be stained, and a nightstand. I'd opted against a vanity, I never wear makeup. New bed set, curtains, a rug, and door for my closet have also been purchased. Now Darry, Dally, Johnny, and I are on our way to get paint while the other guys are taking the rest of Soda's stuff out and staining.
"Al, seriously we've been standing here for two hours. Just pick a damn color!" Dally had long since been fed up with all the colors. I'll have to admit that I am taking a while but it is my very first room to myself, I want to make it perfect! "Shut up Dal or I'll have Darry beat your ass."
Johnny smiles next to me at Dally's grumbling and hands me a color strips or green. "I like this one." He points to the second from the top. A very soft green that reminds me of the grass in the Carolinas. I'd already picked a soft tan for the doors and trim of the room, so we were trying to stick to softer colors. "Or this one."
The next one he shows me has me smiling automatically. A very soft blue. Looking at it, I feel as if I leaned against the wall it would be the softest things I ever laid on just by the color. I smile and nod. "That's it Johnny!"
We get two gallons of it and head back to the truck. Time for painting!
"I'll never paint again. My arms hurt so bad!" I groan as I sit curled up in Darry's chest as we lay on his bed. The new paint smell in my room hadn't settled yet, so I was sleeping with Darry tonight. Which Soda and Ponyboy don't know about.
Darry laughs next to me. "What big bad Esmeralda can't take a little manual labor?"
I pout. "No."
He chuckles, pulling me tight to him and kissing my head. We just stayed that way for a long time, almost asleep when he puts both arms around me. "Sing something."
"Like what?"
"Anything."
I take a deep breath and think. What song do I feel like singing? What's the perfect song for this moment? A simple soft song that will help us sleep. I smile as I take a deep breath and begin to sing softly.
'It's gonna be me baby
It's gonna be you baby'
I feel Darry smile into my hair.
'Time I've been patient for so long
How can I pretend to be so strong?
Looking at you baby
Feeling it too baby
If I'm asking you to hold me tight
Then it's gonna be all night'
I feel Darry's arms tighten around me as he pulls me even closer to him, nuzzling his nose into my haor by my cheek.
'It's gonna be love
It's gonna be great
It's gonna be more than I can take
It's gonna be free
It's gonna be real
It's gonna change everything I feel
It's gonna be sad
It's gonna be true
It's gonna be me baby
It's gonna be you baby
It's gonna be…It's gonna be love'
A soft kiss to my temple.
'Time am I restless or a fool?
How can you pretend to be so cruel?
Maybe it's me baby
Maybe it's true baby
Maybe it's everything were dreaming of
We waited long enough'
I hear a soft 'mmhmmmm' as Darry nods and lays his head on mine, our foreheads together, nose just brushing.
'It's gonna be love
It's gonna be great
It's gonna be more than I can take
It's gonna be free
It's gonna be real
It's gonna change everything I feel
It's gonna be sad
It's gonna be true
It's gonna be you're the one to do
It's gonna be me baby
It's gonna be you baby'
I open my eyes to gaze into his, losing myself in their depths as I sing.
'The sooner you let two hearts beat together
The sooner you know this love is forever
It's gonna be love
Love needs time now or never
Its gonna be love
You really got to believe
It's gonna be strong enough'
His eyes gain a new spark and he nods softly with a small soft and tired smile.
'Its gonna be Love
It's gonna be great
It's gonna be more then I can take
It's gonna be free
It's gonna be real
It's gonna change everything I feel
It's gonna be sad
It's gonna be true
It's gonna be your the one to do
It's gonna be hard
It's gonna be tough
It's gonna be more then just enough
It's gonna be love'
It's gonna be love
It's gonna be sad
It's gonna be true
It's gonna be me baby
It's gonna be you baby
It's gonna be me baby
It's gonna be you
It's gonna be real
It's gonna be love'
As the last word drifts in their air, our lips softly come together as we both smile into the bliss of finally finding our home. In each other.