That Nerd?/ Ponyboy x Reader

Chap. 10

"Right here!" I yelled and he pulled to stop in front of my house.

They were home but all I needed was to sneak past them and grab some clothes.

"You sure you don't need me to come in?" Pony asked as I climbed off the motorcycle.

"I'll be fine." I replied softly.

I inhaled sharply before turning and pushing the creeky door open.

Of course the first thing that greeted me was my dad.

"Where the fuck have you been?" He slurred, standing up. Great. He's drunk.

"Out." I replied before walking to my room and pulling open my dresser drawers.

"Where do you think you're goin?" He snapped as I shoved my clothes into a backpack.

"Somewhere where people want me." I said as I swung my backpack onto my shoulder and pushed past him.

I felt him grab my wrist and throw me against the wall.

"Like hell you are." He snapped as I slide down the wall, holding the back of my head in pain.

"You're staying right the fuck here." He snapped as he grabbed my face roughly.

"Let go!" I yelled as I kicked him back.

He stumbled into the wall and jumped up, running for the door but he grabbed the back of my shirt and threw me to the ground.

"I said you're staying! You think you can just run around like a hood? That's not how we raised you!" He yelled and kicked my side lightly.

"You didn't raise her at all actually." I heard someone say.

I looked up to see Pony standing in the doorway.

"This the hood you've been running around with?!" My dad yelled.

"Yeah, I am. My name is Ponyboy Curtis." Pony said smartly.

"What type of name is Ponyboy?" My dad scoffed coldly as he shot him a glare.

Pony smiled at him.

Then he did something that I would never expect.

He grabbed my dad up by his shirt and slammed him into a wall, flipping out his switchblade and pressing it under his chin in the matter of seconds.

"The type of name that dosent mess around. Hi, my name is Ponyboy Curtis, otherwise known as the last fucking person you'll see if you ever pull that shit again." Pony chuckled coldly. I had never seen my dad scared and he looked scared.

"Now I'm going to let you down and may I remind you that  I am the one with the blade." Pony growled. My dad swallowed and nodded.

Pony dropped him and he slide to the floor.

He walked to me and helped me up, and walking me out.

I sat on the edge of the motorcycle and he checked my side. It was a little brushed but nothing bad.

"How's your head?" Pony asked. It was all fuzzy.

"I think i have a concussion." I said as I swayed.

"You're gonna be fine, come on, hold onto me." Pony said as he climbed on.

"I would but I am concussed." I replied.

"You'll be ok, you're fine. Do you know what happen?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Do you know your name?"

"Yeah."

"Do you know who I am?"

"Yeah."

"You're fine." He said as he kicked on the motor.

When we got back Darry checked out my head and diagnosed me with- get this- a concussion.

"I think you have a concussion." Twobit said sarcastically after Darry checked me out.

"I told you. I am concussed." I said to Pony as I tried to stand but failed.

"Yeah. Yeah." Pony laughed as he helped me stand and turned so I could get on his back.

We climbed upstairs and he set me on the bed, finally taking off the leather jacket.

"You're not a badboy anymore?" I asked him.

"No. Just tough. I'll stick with normal Ponyboy." He chuckled as he sat beside me on the bed.

I looked up at him and grinned.

"Good." I giggled.

He smiled at me and all fell quiet.

I sat up a little and before I knew it he had ducked his lips to mine.

We pulled away and were quiet for a second before breaking into uncontroable laughter and he gave me another soft kiss before smiling.

"You need rest." He said before walking out.

He shut the door and I swore i could have heard him yell in victory, but I don't know, I was concussed.