Sorry mom, I'm in love with a Greaser ~ the outsiders ~ greasers x reader

Chapter Seven

You woke up earlier to get ready for your new job. You straightened your hair and applied makeup, including highlight, foundation, mascara and lip gloss. You got into high waisted denim shorts that were brand new, and a tight white crop top that says "honey, don't lie", on it you wore white sneakers and put on a gold necklace. You know it's only a garage, but you wanted to make a good impression.

You went downstairs and ate breakfast. Your parents sat down at the table with you.
"So y/n, why did you choose a garage at the east end of Tulsa?" Your dad acts, accusingly.
"So I don't have to fix the cars of people that drive around threatening my friends". You reply.
They sit in silence for a few moments, then your mom says,
"Y/n, I really wish you would try being a soc, just for a day".
"No mom, I'm sorry but I want to be a greaser." You say.
Both your parents looked shocked.
"You're too rich to be a greaser". Your father says,
"Well, it looks like the rules have just changed", you say, standing up and walking out the room. You feel your parents eyes burning into the back of you.

It was 1pm, so you decide to start walking. You don't want to be late. You walk relatively slow, savouring the silence and alone time.

You finally get there, it's 1:52. You walk through the main entrance and see George leaning over a rusty old pile of junk car, trying to cut the right wire. You go over to him and take the pliers out of his hand.
"Always cut the red one first", you say, cutting the red one.
He smiles at you, "y/n, you are a life saver", he says, happily. He then looks at his crappy old watch.
"Your early, looks like you were excited to be here."
"I just wanted to make the right impression", you say.
"There will be 2 other boys starting at 2:30, they'll be able to help you with anything you need." He says, eyeing you up.
You feel uncomfortable under his gaze.

You go towards a group of men, around 25 years of age and help them fix a car door. It was soon 2:30.
"Y/n, this is Sodapop Curtis and Steve Randle." George says.
Soda smiles and says,
"Us and y/n are in the same gang."
You felt proud. You were in their gang? You smiled, you finally belonged.

You notice that Steve is unusually quiet. He had his DX shirt open, leaving everyone to see his defined, rock solid 6 pack. It made you blush slightly.
"And y/n, you need to wear the DX shirt over the top of that beautifully short piece of cloth there". George says, handing you the light blue DX shirt. You wore it like Steve was, with it open on your crop top.

The three of you walked outside. Soda was his cheery self, whereas Steve had a bored expression. It made you feel like he didn't want you there. He hadn't even acknowledged you once. Maybe he wanted Soda to himself. Steve sulked off to go and get some tools.
"Have I done something wrong?" You ask Soda.
"No, why?" Soda says.
"Steve seems to suddenly hate me". You reply.
"He broke up with his girl because there was another girl that he has his eye on apparently, and his dad found out and they had an argument because his dad wanted them to get married so Steve could move out as soon as possible. His dad grabbed him by the collar and tried to choke him, look at the marks on his neck". Soda says, his voice saddened for his best friend.

Steve then walked out, holding a tool box. He just stared at the concrete floor. You could see a hand shaped red mark in his throat, that had not yet bruised.

You felt bad, really bad. You also felt confused, you didn't know that he had a girlfriend, especially as he slept next to you, and was flirting with you in your bed. You didn't want to look at him, he seemed angry and could snap at any minute. And who was this girl that he had an eye on?

Soda noticed that you were looking at Steve's stomach and smiled and knocked you with his shoulder.
"Looks like someone's impressed with Steve's physique", Soda says and chuckles. You blush.
Steve doesn't even look up. His face hadn't changed. You began to doubt if he had even heard it.

You turn away and begin to wash a car.

You then feel strong hands turn you around and push you back again the wet car. That's when Steve's lips crashed into yours like a train-wreck. You kissed him back. You felt so shocked. You closed your eyes and enjoyed the kiss while it lasted. You could taste alcohol on his lips and a faint smell of cigarette.

He unlocks his lips from yours and moves his head but slightly. But you could still feel his breathe.
"I want you", he says, and pushes his lips back into yours before you could respond. His hands slipped down onto your bare thigh. Your back was soaked from the wet car. He then backed off again, smirking at you. You didn't smile back, you were too gobsmacked to speak. You notice that there were about 20 men watching you two. All of them looked either shocked or turned on.

You look at Soda, he's patting Steve on the back and hugging him, proudly.
"Yesss Stevie boy you did it! I'm so proud". Soda exclaims. All the men gathered around you watching started to clap. You wish you could disappear. You didn't even get a say in this. You felt so embarrassed. You started to tear up.

"I'll be right back", you said, your voice cracking slightly at the end. You go around the side of the DX. You look around the corner and see all the men picking Steve up and throwing him around like he had just scored a winning goal.

You had never told the gang this, but, you'd never kissed a boy. You'd never even held hands with a boy. And this was your first kiss, being forced into it. You liked Steve, maybe even a small crush. You definitely found his body very attractive but you didn't want a relationship with him. Not at this time anyway. Your knees were weak, you fell down and was sitting, with your back against the DX wall. You fell asleep very fast.

You wake up with a jolt. Darry is crouched down in front of you, feeling your forehead.
"Are you okay y/n?" Darry and Ponyboy say in unison.
"Yeah, it's just, Steve kind of kissed me in front of everyone, and I didn't want to." You say.
Ponyboys eyes widen and his face goes red with anger. Daddy looks even more angrier.

You notice that your mascara had run down your face. That's how they knew that you were upset.
"Stay here with y/n Ponyboy, I'm going to find that boy". Darry says. Determined. You saw him disappear round the corner.

"What was it like?" Ponyboy asked you.
"It was weird. The kiss wasn't bad. It was just that it was in front of everyone. He looked at me like I was an object and not a person. He looked hungry. I think he was drunk, I could taste alcohol." You say, standing up.
"I can't believe Steve would do that, I mean, he just broke up with his last girlfriend, because he liked someone else. Oh right, I see now". Ponyboy says.
"Wait he liked me? He broke up with his girlfriend because of me?" I ask.
"I suppose", Pony says lightly.

Both of you walk around the corner to see Darry pinning Steve up against an old car and Soda trying to pull Darry off of him.

Darry was shouting in Steve's face. All you could hear was him saying - "how could you do that kid? That's like rape. You're worse than those soc bastards."
Steve looked sorry. Extremely sorry. He also looked zoned out.

"Why are you guys here?" You ask Pony.
"We came to pick up Soda. I'm surprised Soda didn't step in". Pony replies.
"Soda was congratulating him" you say.
Pony shakes him head in disbelief.

You then see Darry let go of Steve, and Steve falling to the floor. For a brief second, you catch eyes with Steve. Apologies were almost flooding out of his eyes, you could see. You felt bad. He didn't mean to make it like this. You turned away.

You walk home with Ponyboy and Darry. They try to cheer you up by making jokes and telling funny stories.

They tried to make you forget. But you could still taste the alcohol on your lips...