That Nerd?/ Ponyboy x Reader

Chap. 22

I woke on the bathroom floor, my head throbbing.

I looked up to see Dally asleep against the tub, his mouth open and vodka bottle in his hand.

I groaned and sat up, shaking him awake.

"Huh? Wha- holy fuck my head." He moaned as I stood.

It reeked of puke. Had I puked? Had he?

I cupped my hand and blew out air.

I had.

"Get out. I need to shower." I said.

He groaned and stood, rubbing his temples and taking the bottle with him.

"I'll come back when I get coffee." He groaned.

I shut the bathroom door and stripped of my clothes, stepping under the hot water.

Should I try and talk to Pony? No... yes. No.

Ok, maybe the shower isn't the best place to think of Pony.

I climbed out and wrapped a towel around me.

I walked out and jumped when I saw Dally sat on my bed, his feet propped up and he grinned as he saw me in a towel.

"Seems like the more clothes I get on the more you lose." He chuckled.

He had on a baggy shirt with jeans and his normal boots.

"Get out!" I snapped, readjusting my towel so it fit better around me.

"Dress nice, we are going to meet Pony at the carnival." He said.

"What makes you think-"

"Just do it." He sighed.

"No way! I'm not going to have him be forced to see me! Fuck off and get out!" I yelled as I chucked a shoe at him.

He laughed and ran out of the room, shooting me a wink.

I got dressed into lazy clothes which consisted of a sports bra and my high waisted underwear considering it was extremely hot and that I wasn't going anywhere.

I pulled my hair into a messy bun and ploped onto my bed, trying to fix the film in my Polaroid.

"Damn thing." I muttered, smacking it.

"I don't think that's gonna fix it." A familiar voice said.

I looked up and grinned as I saw who was leaning in my doorway.

"Curly." I chuckled.

"Hey, mind if I come in? Dallys gonna kill me if he sees me." He smiled.

"Oh! Yeah." I smiled as I covered myself with the blanket.

He walked in and shut the door behind him, sitting on my bed, causing it to dip.

"Ang is real mad." He chuckled.

"How come?" I asked.

"She don't like you. Says you spend too much time with 'her man'." He laughed.

"She dosent have a thing to worry about." I shook my head.

"Yeah, I know. Pony told me the whole thing. That's how I knew you would be here. Dallys an asshole but he cares about people... no matter what he says." Curly grinned.

"I wish he would've just taken me home." I shook my head.

"How come?" Curly asked, pushing his strands of hair out of his eyes.

"Because now I know where the vodka is and nothing's keeping me from it." I laughed.

That wasn't the truth. The truth was I wanted to go home because being here meant Dally still saw hope for us.

"Yeah, but then you wouldn't be able to see me as often." He laughed.

"Oh, because that's the worst thing ever." I said sarcastically.

"Its pretty bad." Curly chuckled.

I rolled my eyes and scooted over.

He spread out next to me and I laid next to him, not touching, not looking at each other. Just staring at the ceiling.

"Do you love Pony?" Curly asked abruptly.

I swallowed and we didn't look at each other.

"Define love." I said.

He grew quiet.

"Giving someone the power to destroy you and trusting them not to." He finally said.

"Yeah well then I think I love him." I said with no hesitation. It grew quiet again.

He knew I loved Pony.

"How do you know if you love someone?" Curly asked.

"You feel like your life hasn't started until you met the person. Of course you were alive but it feels like you're life dosent start until you meet them." I replied.

"... I think I'm in love with you then." Curly exhaled, still staring at the ceiling.

I laid and comprehened what he had just told me.

"Looks like we're in a love triangle with one sad side." I smiled sadly.

"Make that 2." He sighed.

I turned my head and looked at him.

His half tear drop nose. His vibrant eyes. Long eyelashes. High cheekbones. Strong jaw.

He turned his head to me and smiled.

"Love sucks. Let's just make out then get wasted." He smiled.

"Lets." I grinned.