The Outsiders Imagines, Preferences and One Shots

Johnny Mini Imagine #2

"Tennis? Seriously?" My best friend exclaimed as our gym teacher announced our newest unit. I sighed, this game seriously sucks.

"Find a partner and a group to play against," the teacher directed. We were doing doubles. I stayed where I was, next to her, and waited for another group to come over to us, because we both knew we weren't going to ask anyone to join us. Finally, two boys came over to us, Ponyboy Curtis and Johnny Cade, my crush. 

"Hey," Ponyboy said. "Wanna be our partners?" He asked. We nodded, and went to go get our rackets. I got the ball, and served it first. Neither of them moved to hit it, but Pony ran to catch it when it ran away. He threw it back to us. 

"You don't want to try to serve now?" I asked them. They both shook their heads, so I did it again. It went to the side this time, and I went to chase after it. Unfortunately, Johnny did too, and took his racket with him. The ball stopped and I bent to pick it up. When I got up, Johnny's racket was right in front of my face. He moved it, but not in time. I hit it, hard. I put a hand to my lip, my fingers turning red with blood. 

"Shit," I muttered. Johnny gasped, and spoke for probably the first time today. 

"Are you okay?"He asked, quietly. He had a slight stutter, but maybe that was just from nerves. I nodded. There was blood dripping down my chin. 

"Can you go tell the teacher I'm going to the nurse?" I asked him. Johnny nodded, jogging over to him. I walked there alone, gently touching my lip. It hurt. Bad. They cleaned me up and gave me some ice, telling me to sit down.

"Y/N," the nurse said after a few minutes. I figured she was just going to send me back to class. I got up. 

"Mr. Cade is here," she said. I wondered vaguely why.   

"Are you sick?" I asked him. He had seemed fine during class. He shook his head.

"I... I just wanted to see if you were okay. I'm sorry for hitting you, I really didn't mean to." I laughed, though the smile on my face kind of hurt.

"I know, Johnny. Thank you," I said. He smiled shyly back at me. 

"You gonna come back to class soon?" He asked. I looked at the clock, the nurse wanted the ice on it for a few more minutes. He sat next to me on the cot.

"I'll stay with you," he said. I smiled. Maybe this would be the start of something...

This happened to me in gym a little while ago except someone was swinging and it hit me and I walked up to my teacher like "...Mr. Jones? I think my lip just burst." And then the kid that hit me actually did come to apologize in the nurses office. They didn't stay, though, and it wasn't my crush, sadly. They were nice, BUT MY LIIIP HURTS.