It Started At The Record Store (Ponyboy X Reader)

Part 3

Sooner than later, Saterday came. I stood out front as the delivery truck left with five, rather huge boxes of records. I have black high waosted shorts on and a dark purple blouse on, that was tucked in nicely. I surprisingly didnt have shoes on, because it was rather hot out and I am lazy.
I pick up a box up and im realizing how heavy records can actually be.  I pretty much waddle inside and huff as i set down the box. I exhale and quickly rush back outside and pick up another box, i stumble a bit but i gain balance. At least i did for a second until i stumble back into someone and quickly get my body away from him/her and put down the box.
My face flushes  a bright  pink as I see Ponyboy regaining his balance

"Im sorry Pony!" I am a bit out of breath but still make my worry clear in my voice. He had a plaid shirt on with ripped jeans and his converse. I felt a bit of a pain in my foot and I look down at it. On my heel, there was a bear bottle piece stuck in it.
I could feel the stinging, a warm trickle of blood leaves the wound.

"Y/n, you should go inside, i got this." Pony seemed so calm. I slowly chake my head.

"No, no. Its fine, its just a little piece of glass." I force a smile and shrug it off.

"What it you version of small? Cause im not seeing it." Ponyboy motions for me to go inside and sit.

I do, i sat behind the counter in the small bathroom and ponyboy quickly brings in each box then comes behind the counter with me. I had a cotton swab and water and Pony grabs the swab from my hand and then some rubbing alcohol.

"I can do it Pony." I try to take the swab from his hands but he puts it to the side and gives me a pearly white smile.

"I got it. Plus you kinda aren't cleaning right." I almost was irritated by his correction. He lifts my heel and pulls out the chunk of glass then grabs the swab and dabs my gash. I cringe at the pain and then he puts some water on it, soon a bandaid sat on the heel of my foot.

"Thanks Pony." I smiles gently at him and he reurns one back.

"Why weren't you wearing shoes?"

"Because its hot." I put on my socks as i sit at the counter.

"Yeah, i had to practice for track this morning. It sucked." Pony gave me a half smile and sat next to me.

"You do track?" I give him a shocked glance.

"Yeah. Its been a bit rougher. I have a hard time with smokin, tryin to quit so for my brother and for the sport." Ponyboy glanced away as he said he smoked.

"Well, at least your trying. I mean, lots of people dont even try to stop." I tap my feet as customers come in, in packs. I throw my hair up into a bun and smile at each person as the rush in.

"I guess your right bout that.  So, do you wanna hang out when you get off you shift?" He bit his lip as he asked this and soon after glanced at me.

"Sure. I dont leave till 8, so you are going to have to wait three hours. Ill meet you outside the store." I quickly say as I take money and give change to a older woman.

"Alrighty. See you at eight."

"Thank for the help." I tell him as he leaves and he just gives me a half smile.

8 pm
I shut the lights off and slip on my converse on as I lock the door behind me. I slip on my jacket as I glance down the street. I see a male figure, smoking as he leaned up against the brickwall. I begin to walk over to him, but quickly see it is a fat man.
I rush back to the front and see Pony walking up the street with a cigarette in hit mouth but when he glances up he throws it to the ground and steps on it, exhaling the rest of the smoke in his mouth.
I approach him  and tilt my head slightly.

"No smoking Mr.Curtis." I cross my arms as I say this.

"I am trying my best Mrs. L/n." Pony still had the smell of s,oke on his breath but I didnt really care.

"Let me see your cancer sticks." I demand. He hands me the ones he has in his pockets. I throw them in the drain and then i slip my hand into his pocket, taking his lighter. I hear him gulp as i throw his lighter into the drain along with his long gone cigarettes.

"That was a bit harsh." I shrug at his response.

"You cant smoke, if you have nothing to smoke with." I chuckle and then i take out a few lollipops and hand it to him. "When you wanna smoke, have these instead."

"Smart. Very smart." Ponyboy says as we reach the park.

"Not really. It is what my mother did. " I lay down on the grass with him, as we stare up at the stars, "You are smarter. Trust me, you will learn to stop."

"You must be smart. You seem it." Pony and i face eachother and i shrug.

"At some points. Im average, i guess." Pony smiles at that as i turn to look up at the stars.

"I just have a lot of common sense." I correct myself.

"Jeez, thats what i need." Pony says softly as we alu just starimg up at the small lights that floated up in the sky.