Disclaimer: I don't own The Outsiders.

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Sara's POV.

I looked up at Soda from where I was lying on his lap and asked him, "Yeah?" I had no idea what he was going to tell me. I wasn't expecting anything.

"Well lately, I've been... thinking." His voice wandered off and he looked over at the tree branches swaying in the cold breeze.

"About what?" I said sitting up a little bit. Soda's mouth opened to say something but he closed it quickly. "You know you can tell me anything, Soda," I said with a little more concern.

He smiled at me and looked like he was ready to say something. "I never thought that I'd love again," he started. I felt my heart hurt. I loved Soda, and I really wanted him to know but I just didn't know how to approach him with it. All of a sudden he finished, "But I think I might of been wrong."

My heart was whole again. When he said those words, I could of jumped up and down all night long. I was wondering if I should say anything or not, but I thought I should so I finally I spoke up. "What do you mean by when you say 'But I think I might of been wrong'?"

Soda smiled down at me and moved a piece of hair from my face. "Sara....I...ah...kinda like you." My heart must of skipped a beat because I just lid there with my mouth open. But before I could say anything Soda cut in, "Actually I don't just like you. I love you. I've loved you from the day I first laid my eyes on you."

I didn't know what to say so I just replied with a "wow" and a smile. After a few minutes of silence I suddenly said, "Its funny because I feel the exact same way about you.." My voice trailed off but my eyes stayed glued to his face.

"I was hoping you'd say that," Soda replied with another millon dollar smile. A cold breeze ran up my spine and I shook.

"Lets go. Its getting cold," Soda suggested. I thought that was a smart idea, it was literally freezing out here. Soda jumped off the bars and he held out his hand so I could get down without falling flat on my face. But when I reached the ground he still held onto my hand. I thought my heart was going to melt, but I knew it was impossible.

He opened the door for me once more and I hopped in the truck. It wasn't so cold in the truck compared to what it was like outside. Soda jumped in the truck next to me and started it up. I felt the warm air go through by chilled body, it felt nice.

"So what are you doing all weekend?" I asked out of the blue.

"Probably nothing, just hang around the house. Unless maybe, you want to do something?" he asked. I couldn't help but smile, there was no one else I would rather spend my time with.

"Sure, if you want too," I agreed. But I forgot about something important that I had to do that next day. "Oh, never mind. I can't, sorry."

"How come?" His voice was a mixture of concern and sadness.

"Well I promised my Dad that I would go into town and pick up some groceries. Our fridge is litereally empty," I explained.

"Oh, well I could come with you!" Soda volunteered.

"No, I can go by myself. I'm sure you have better things to do then follow me around all day."

"Actually, I don't have anything better to do. And I'd love to follow you around all day." Soda chuckled softly and I couldn't help but smile. By then we at Soda's house.

"Do you want to come in for a bit?" he asked, hoping for a yes.

"I don't know. Its getting late, its already 10:30. Besides, my curfew is 11," I explained.

"Alright. I'll drive you home then."

I didn't bother saying no, he was already half way there by the time he said it. Soda drived like a mad man. He wasn't going to miss anything, so why bother driving so fast? We drove in silence but not for very long because we were in my driveway before I knew it.

"Thanks," I told him while smiling and opened the car door. But before I could lay one foot on the ground, Soda grabbed by arm and caught my attention. Before I could say anything Soda pulled me into a soft kiss and my heart this time certainly skipped a beat, and I was postive. When I pulled away I was speechless. My heart was beating so fast and I thought that was why he was staring at me.

"Night." I smiled and jumped out of the car and carefully shut the door behind me. I got to my fence and heard someone knocking on the glass. I looked over in the window of my house, but my Dad was sitting in his arm chair reading the newspaper. He probably didn't even realize I was home.

I thought it was just my head so I kept walking towards my door but I suddenly heard it again. This time I turned around and realized that it was Soda knocking on the glass of the truck the whole time. I waved, then smiled and when I was about to turn back around he mouthed the words, "I love you" through the thick glass that surrounded him.