The Greaser and The Soc, A M!Reader x 2p! England Love Story

Chapter Four; Kiss

I pulled away from the kiss and instantly regretted what I'd done. I felt at home with him. I felt he was made for me. I felt his lips were meant for mine. A perfect fit, my other half. I felt his smile was made to make my heart do flips. I felt he was an accidental perfection in my fucked up life. He was too perfect to be mine. And I felt he was made to be everything I wanted and more.

Oliver stared at me. His eyes wide and never wavering from my gaze. I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"I'm sorry." I whispered standing from the car hood. The moon was high in the sky the stars, watching as I fell for my only wish. To have something good in my life.

"I'm so sorry." I whispered shaking my head. I ran to the gate slipping through the lock. Another secret to hide. Another reason to stay away. Another reason I should've thought like a Greaser. Not a human.

"(M/N)!"

I heard him yell. His voice tearing through the night air. I felt as if the air was avoiding my lungs as I ran. The regret growing, spreading through my chest.

I didn't deserve someone like him. I was meant for one night stands and five minutes in a closet. Not something meaningful. It's always been that way. I wanted to protect him, but who would protect me from the world. I wasn't build to hold it upon my shoulders, while it begged me to fail. A greaser doesn't get a long life, and a queer one gets an even shorter one.

I ran to my house. The creaking door didn't faze me as I rushed in, my heart beating fast, and my lungs screaming for air. I wasn't one to cry. But for the first time since my parents left I did. I leant against my front door and slid to the floor. I ran my hands through my hair. My mind racing.

What now? Would he tell? Will his brothers jump me?

I shook my head. He wouldn't. But what did I know. I fell for the guy based off nothing but an accidental defense. I fell for someone I couldn't have. A broad I couldn't have. A boy I'd never have. There were laws that banned me from holding his hand. Laws that banned us from anything and everything any other couple could do.

I was better off trying to forget him, and him I. As we could never let on of these kinds of relations. I was scared of what could happen, but I feared the law more.

I rested my head against the door. And stared into my empty home.

I lost my universe. And it was worse than death.

-- Oliver's POV --

The world slowed when it happened. The kiss that changed my world from then on.

I felt his lips press against mine and the spark ignited. His lips fit mine perfectly and I didn't want him to leave. I was about to kiss back when he pulled away. He looked at me in fear. His sad (e/c) eyes wide and his brows furrowed.

"I'm sorry." He whispered. I couldn't speak only stare as he apologized for something I wanted.

"I'm so sorry." He stood and ran, slipping through the fence. I yelled for him, watching as he ran into Greaser territory.

"(M/N)!" I yelled. I ran to the fence, but stopped. I couldn't follow him. I'd be spotted as soon as I set foot in his neighborhood. I'd be jumped before I could find his house. If that was where he went... I gripped the chain link fence of the car lot. The only place we could meet without fear. The only place I could-... Could have... Held his hand. The only place the laws seemed they didn't apply. The only place I felt safe. Because he was there. And I felt safe with him. I felt he loved me. But what did I know. He probably had a girl back home, someone he could love without fear.

I swallowed my voice. My eyes tearing up.

I had to see him again whether he wanted to see me or not. So I'll wait at this car lot every night. Until I see him one more time.

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The next night I waited in the car lot. It was cold that night. And I was shivering as I sat on the same car hood. I forgot my jacket at the school that day and I was paying the price for it. I rubbed my arms as I sat silently.

This was stupid. He wasn't coming back. I know he won't.

But a part of me hopes he will, and I stay waiting in the cold.

--- (M/N)'s POV ---

I walked home from work, my hands shoved in my pockets as I shivered in the cold. It was weird for it to be this cold in the middle of spring. And I was lucky enough to have worn my jacket. I was smoking. More than usual. I was trying to forget Oliver. Nicotine was the only vice I could get with my low income. I almost finished off my last pack, smoking my last cigarette as I walked past the car lot.

I just so happened to glance into the lot, and my eyes widened. I could see that just past the piles of scrap, Oliver sat on the hood of the same car I kissed him on. I stared at him as he sat there rubbing his arms. Puffs of white air lingering before his lips as he shivered where he sat. He looked cold and I debated whether or not he was there for me.

I walked past the lot. After five feet past the fence I stopped.

He's there. He's right there. And I walked away.

"God damnit." I swore throwing my cigarette but to the ground I turned around and ran to the gate. I looked in and saw Oliver shivering in his place. I swallowed the lump in my throat and slipped through. The gate rattled giving me away. Oliver looked up and I let out a ragged breath as he looked at me. His blue eyes reflected the moon and stars, my universe sat before me and I couldn't speak.

"(M/N)..." He whispered. I looked down, clutching my fists at their sides as I thought of what to say. I looked up to see Oliver standing before me. Maybe a foot between us.

"I... I know you don't want to see me, b-but I gotta talk to you." Oliver said. I nodded my head not trusting my voice.

"You apologized to me yesterday. And I don't know why. Because I wanted that kiss more then anything I've ever wanted before. And I want to believe you were apologizing for stealing my heart (M/N). Because that's all you did that could possibly upset me."

I stared at Oliver. My heart racing as he stepped forward and kissed me. My hands trembled at my side as he wrapped his arms around my neck. My hands went to his waist as I kissed him back. His lips tasted like sugar, sweet enough I thought I'd get a cavity kissing him. I pulled him closer, his cold form against mine as I didn't want him to leave my embrace.

I pulled away. Air begging to enter my lungs as soft clouds left my lungs, along with Oliver's.

"I think I love you Ollie. And I'm askin' you to think about bein' mine. Even if the world don't like it. I wanna love you till I die." I said. My heart was racing and I didn't know what I was saying, but it felt right and I knew it was what I wanted to say. Oliver stared at me and smiled.

"I think I love you too (M/N). And I wouldn't mind being yours." Oliver said. I smiled. The grin on my face broadening as I began to laugh. Oliver smiled and began laughing along with me. I lifted him up and pressed a quick kiss to his lips.

I felt my life was already so much better with him in it. He smiled giddily and hugged me close.

"I do believe I love you (M/N). And I hope to grow old with you as well."

I smiled and hugged him close. He shivered slightly and I looked down at him.

"Are you cold?" I asked. Oliver shrugged.

"A bit." He mumbled. I shrugged off my leather jacket, and draped it over his shoulders.

"There." I smiled. Oliver blushed and pressed his face into my chest.

"Thank you." He smiled. I hugged him close. I was freezing, but I didn't care. I had my Ollie Boy, and that's all I cared.