As I lay on the couch with my head in Ponyboys lap, I put my book down and blink sleepily.
"Ponyboy?" I ask
"Yeah?"
"Do you like anyone?"
"Yea"
"Is it that Socs?... Uh what's her name... Cherry Valence?" I ask
"No" He says
"Is it her friend?" I ask
"Nope"
I sit up and turn to face him
"Well then who is it?"
"I'll give you a hint" He says "She's a greaser"
"I thought you didn't like greaser girls?"
"This one.... She's real different from the rest. Hardly smokes, hardly drinks, never cusses, does real good in school, She's my age and she's really nice to the whole gang. Except for Dally occasionally."
I contorted my face in a confused look
"If I didn't know any better I'd think you were describing me" I laugh "Hey I don't know any greaser girls who are nice to me."
My eyes go wide with realization and I facepalm myself "It's me isn't it?"
He laughs "Took ya long enough"
"God I'm so dumb"
"Sometimes"
"Heyyyy" I hit him playfully on the shoulder "Wanna know something?"
"What?"
"I like you too"
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The Outsiders Imagines
FanficJust a book full of Imagines and Preferences for the outsiders