The outsiders imagines

How I Became Curly Shepard's Girlfriend

this is for my bae curly 💋 also for sum new you're gonna be dallas's sister cause i like making family dynamics and im trying out it first pov so tell me if you like it in first pov or you want it back to second pov
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School had just let out, I was feeling good with no homework for the weekend, and nobody was messing with me.

I walked down the slick tracks trying to keep balance on them without dropping my books. I didn't have anywhere to be seeing as I didn't belong to a household or anything like that. I house-hopped between friend's houses or whoever offered me a couch and a blanket one in a while.

I heard an annoying laugh down the tracks and some dumb shit following it. I looked up from kicking a pebble with my shoe to see what it was and I could only roll my eyes; Curly fuckin' Shepard. I liked him because he always made me laugh in Biology and because he was a flirt.

"Her tits are so big, they swing she walks!" He loudly said, garnering the approving laughs of his nasty lookin' friends. I tried to walk faster so I could just walk right past them but before I could get and closer he looked up and noticed me. "Yo Y/n! Cmere sweetheart."

I approached him with a sugary smile and then quickly threw my hand at his throat and tightened the grip. "Don't call me that shit again. Now what the fuck do you want?" He gasped and struggled from my hand until I let go.

"Cmon Curly, you really gonna let a broad do that to you?!" His friend barked and held his stomach as he laughed at his struggle.

"That didn't hurt." He smiled while holding his throat. I know he liked it.

"I ain't got time for this," I tried to walk away from him but he grabbed my arm and pushed me away from the tracks. He let go when I gave him the glare of death.

"Ouuu!" His friends boosted him as he carefully looked down at me.

"Tell your brother to hook me up with somethin'." He said lowly as if there was anybody around to hear him.

"You got money? Cause he damn sure won't hook you up if your broke." He looked at me like I was a lunatic for even asking. I probably was because he never even had a dime on him.

"Just tell him, Winston. Don't be a bitch about it." He whined. A true addict at it's worst. He turned a smirk on his face and got closer to me. "I could repay you if you got it for me."

"Yeah right, like I'd let you touch me with that thing," I turned away from his face and tried to hide the slight blush that rose to my face. "Look, I ain't a dealer like him so go take it up with him. If I even thought about touchin' his supply he'd kill me."

"But my brother is gonna need somethin' to keep his party alive." His chest was touching my chest now and the toothpick he was chewing on could've been in my eye with how close he was.

"Fine, get lost then." He jammed his fists into his pockets and removed himself away from me. I flipped him off behind his back and gathered myself before continuing my walk.

"Did you get it man?" I heard one of his friends say as he approached them.

"Nah man, she's was actin' hard to get. She's one stuck up broad for a girl who ain't got nothin' but some ass." The anger rising in me was deadly. I hated that tall freckled fuck and his stupid friends, I wanted a train to hit them all. But for some reason, he was still cute to me.

I walked to town and into the poorer part of town. His words kept swirling in my head. Did I really only have a little bit of ass? I made it all the way to the Curtises house and walked right in. I dropped my bag at the door, went past everyone in the living room and went straight to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror.