That Nerd?/ Ponyboy x Reader

Chap. 9

"Where the hell were you?!" Darry snapped. I walked behind Pony.

"Personal business." Pony mumbled.

"You leave without a trace and can't even tell me where you're going?!" Darry yelled. Soda looked up from the sofa.

"That's what personal business means." Pony sighed.

"So you're going to leave and all you do is leave me a note that reads 'if you're reading this I'm probably killing Curly." Darry yelled. I looked at him with wide eyes.

"You wrote that?" I yelled.

"Yeah." Pony mumbled.

Then the door flew open and Twobit walked in.

"Hey, guys. What's going on?" Two asked with a smirk.

Pony shot Darry a sideways glance.

"Teenage rebllion." Pony replied.

"Fuck yeah! Stick it to the old people!" Twobit yelled. Darry gave him a threatening look.

"Or not... that's fine too." Twobit replied.

"Why are you have?" Darry asked.

"My mom kicked me out for the night because I was being disruptive, anyways. Night." Twobit pulled his boots off and laid in the recliner.

"Room. Both of you. Sodas taking the couch tonight." Darry snapped. I sighed and followed Pony upstairs to the room.

"And I want that door open!" Darry yelled.

Pony grumbled something under his breath and laid on the bed without saying a word to me.

What's his problem?

I fell asleep with my back to his, already pissed off enough at him.

I woke the next morning to the sound of a motorcycle roaring outside.

Dal's here.

I pulled myself out of bed and pulled on one of Ponys tee shirts.

I walked downstairs to see Dally sitting on the couch.

"If you're here then who's on the motorcycle?" I asked.

"Mr. Teenage rebellion." Dally replied with a sigh.

I pushed outside to see Pony out front sitting on Dallys motorcycle. He didn't look like him.

He had a black leather jacket on and boots. His hair was greaser back more than normal.

He was taking to some girl and I felt anger bubble up.

I pushed out the gate and grabbed the back of her shirt, yanking her back.

"Get lost broad." I snapped. She scoffed and rolled her eyes before mouthing 'call me' to Pony and he winked at her.

I had to admit Pony looked pretty hot.

"What the hell are you doing? You're not acting yourself." I sighed.

"You said you like bad boys." He shrugged as he pulled out a cigarette.

He did all this because of me?

"Pony." I laughed.

"I like the normal you better. The nerdy 16 year old boy that I go to school with. Not this." I chuckled. He blushed and smiled.

"So... you like me?" He asked. Did i?

I rolled my eyes.

"Don't get your hopes up." I smiled.

"Hey, what do you say since we have the motorcycle we go on a ride anyways?" He asked.

I smiled and climbed onto the back, wrapping my arms around his torso.

"You know how to drive this?" I yelled over the engine roaring.

He smirked at me in the mirror.

"Not one bit." He yelled back and sped out.