2nd Person PoV
You look around and realize you're in a hotel room. "This is weird." You figured. A shirtless and wet Ponyboy strides into the room. He's wearing black, tight, jeans with a nice matching black belt. He looks at you and then takes the spot next to you, on the bed. He flashes a smile and looks you in the eyes.
"Pony, where's your shirt?" You questioned. "Why does it matter?" He replied with a smirk. "Why are you all wet?" He inches closer. "Does it bother you?" He gets even closer. "No, I'm just-," he shushes you. "Shut up and kiss me." He then attacked your lips. You were confused at first but then you just rolled with it. It started to escalate. He climbed on top of you. You took a moment to realize how good he looked until he eventually reconnected your lips. It seemed like a total dream.
You shot up. Looking around, you notice that the room you're in isn't yours. Next to you in the bed is a sleeping Sodapop. "What the fuck is happening?" You whisper. You come to realize the moments you shared with Ponyboy in the hotel room were a dream. This disappointed you. The dream was becoming hard to remember but you tried to hold on. Repeating the events of the dream in your head several times, trying to get the memory to stay. Sodapop started to wake up, so you quickly laid back down. Falling back into sleep. This time it was a lucid dream.
You remembered you were dreaming, while inside a dream. Therefore, you took complete control. You dreamed of you and the gang out on the town again. Strolling down the street. Music playing in the background, that you couldn't really hear, but your brain convinced you otherwise. It was dark and cool out. You started jumping around and there seemed to be low gravity. It was fun and exciting. You and Ponyboy were hanging upside down from lampposts, giggling at the sight of each other. His eyes seemed more green than usual. You thought they were gorgeous. All of a sudden there were bubbles, and the light from the lampposts was purple. You looked back at Ponyboy to see that Dally was in his place. He leaned in and kissed you. You liked it but it was soon cut off by Darry yelling at you guys. You flipped off of the lamppost and landed on a building. There was Johnny. He was laughing and talking, being more open in general. This made you happy. Johnny was always so quiet and anxious. The version in your dream however, was very loud and proud. Suddenly he started doing karate, which he seemed to be very good at. You were barely controlling the dream at this point. You didn't have a clue what you were doing.
You wake up next to a smiling Sodapop, who's staring right at you. It sparked your curiosity a bit. "What's so amusing Soda?" You question. "Sounds like a funny dream you were having." You went a little pale. How much did he know? "What're you talking about?" You glared at him. "I heard everything, you were quite literally narrating your own dream."
"Fuck."
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Kinda short and weird chapter smh.Hoped you enjoyed!
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