Where Have You Been? - Ponyboy x Reader

"Whats wrong with a little grease?" - Chpt. 2

2nd Person PoV

One of the boys who seemed uninterested in the pizza approached you and introduced himself.

"Hi (Y/n), the names Sodapop Curtis. Thanks for the food, we appreciate it lots." He held out his hand as he spoke. You shook it and gave a quick nod. By now, the rest of the boys had already grabbed their slices and spread out amongst the house. Some of them sat around you and Pony, forcing you to scooch closer together. You started chatting around with them, introducing yourself, and learning their names. You figured out that Ponyboy was closest with Johnny. He seemed really sweet but reserved. Darry and Sodapop were Ponyboy's older brothers. Boy, do looks run in the family. You began to feel pretty comfortable around everyone. They seemed like a cool bunch. Your parents had no idea what they were talking about. You caught a glance at one of the pizza boxes and figured you should probably call out of work in order to stay longer.

"Hey Pony, would you mind if I used your phone? I should probably call outta work at this point." You chuckled thinking about your sudden absence.

"Yeah 'course, it's sittin' on that table over there."

You walked over and phoned Scott's. Your coworker was not too happy with your excuse but they went along with it anyways. It was a relief you didn't know you needed, now nothing was holding you back from enjoying yourself. You thought back to earlier when you changed at work, leaving a normal tank top sitting in your bag. Thank god, you left it hooked onto the back of your bike. You went outside to grab it, and made sure to hide your bike around the side of the house. You got lucky with your greasers, but you don't want to take any chances in this neighborhood. Bag in hand, you made it back into the house and walked up to Pony.

"Is there somewhere I could possibly change? I need to get out of this greasy shirt."

"Hey, what's wrong with a little grease?" He laughed at his own joke a bit and then promptly showed you to his room.

"You can change in here. I'll stand by the door to make sure none of them guys bother you." He smiled and closed the door behind him. He's so sweet! You took off the smelly t-shirt and slipped on your black tank top. Insanely comfortable, but you couldn't help but feel stupid for wearing a laced pushup bra.

'If only I did some damn laundry for once.'

You opened the door and yanked Pony in from the other side.

"Hey, should I just put the t-shirt back on? I don't want to attract too much attention." You asked. He just stood there looking at you as if he short circuited. His eyes were fixated on your chest.

"Uh I don't think they'll say nothing, but I can't guarantee they won't be starin'. I'm honestly havin' trouble myself." He clearly enjoyed what he saw. You liked it.

"You know what? Let 'em look, I'm more comfortable this way. I can handle a few looks here and there." You fixed yourself up in his mirror and took your hair down.

'Hell yeah. Looking good if I do say so myself.'

He left the room and you followed, feeling eyes on you while walking back to the couch. You somewhat regretted your decision and took your previous spot next to Pony on the couch. You noticed him shift the pillow next to him onto his lap.

'Oh. My. God.'

You felt bad but it was quite flattering. After a minute or two, Two-Bit called over to Pony without breaking eye contact with the TV.

"Ponyboy, mind grabbin' me a beer from the fridge. Meant to ask while you was still walking around." Pony's face goes a pale.

"Y-yeah just a sec." You can hear the embarrassment in his voice. At that moment, Two-Bit glanced over and caught wind of what was happening. Your cleavage out, Pony holding a pillow over his lap sitting next to you. Two-Bit started laughing and hollering, gaining the attention of everyone in the room. You looked over at Pony with guilt written all over your face. Eventually everyone put the pieces together, except for Steve of course, causing an eruption of laughter. Pony stood up and ran over to the bathroom.

"Damn guys, I feel bad." You said as you slumped into your seat, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Don't stress about it Doll." A boy who hadn't introduced himself but tossed you his jacket as he spoke, and took the seat next to you. You wrapped it around yourself and glanced over. He was tall, and wore a wife-beater that showed off his muscular figure.

"I'm Dallas Winston. The knuckleheads call me Dally." He sparked a cigarette and brought it to his mouth.

"Thank you for the jacket. I'm not trying to excite anyone else." You said with a chuckle. You heard a door open and saw Ponyboy come out of the bathroom, and go straight into his bedroom.

"Excuse me Dally, I gotta talk to Pony." You rose from the couch and went to comfort your new friend.

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woo, kinda short. little bump in the road there if u know what i mean lol

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