The Outsiders Imagines And Stuff

Ponyboy Curtis: Just Friends?

Requested by Squish98

"Want to come to my house after school and study?" Ponyboy asked while looking down at his paper.
"Me?" I asked looking up confused.
"Duh.." He looked up at me and smirked.
"Sure." I smiled back.
I looked down and continued to read my book, Gone With The Wind. I had already read the book five times before, but I was reading it again, because it was just a good book.

The bell rang for class to be excused. I picked up my binder and quickly headed for my locker, clear on the otherside of the school.
"Damnit." I mumbled to my self trying to get the combination right.
"Comon you stupid locker!" I yelled under my breath.
"Havin some trouble?" An unfamiliar voice hissed behind me. I spun around on my heels to see a tall lookin Soc smirking down at me.
"No. I'm fine." I said sternly, turning back around.
"At least lemme give you a ride home." The Social sighed, getting uncomfortably close.
He had to be at least 3 years older than me. I wasn't sure why he was asking to take a young greaser girl home.
I awkwardly moved away from him.
"I've already got a ride home." I shook my head.
"Oh c'mon baby." He walked towards me and put his arm around my shoulder.
"Stop it." I shrugged his arm off and pushed him away from me.
"Stop it." He mocked me and pushed me back harder than I had pushed him, causing me to fall on my ass. A group of people started to form around us, both Soc's and Greasers.
The Soc started to snicker, and I frowned getting back up.
If he wanted a fight, he was going to get one.
I shoved him into the lockers as hard as I could.

God y/n, what are you doing?

"Y/n?! What are you doing?" A familiar voice called behind me.
"Pony!" I sprinted to him. "C'mon lets go." I headed to the front doors.
"Your stuff?" He questioned.
"Forget about it." I glanced at the Soc one last time, before heading out the doors.

"So, what happened in there?" Pony asked as we walked to his house.
"I don't know, some Soc was trying to take me home or something." I shrugged.
"I would too if I were him."
"What? Why?" I looked at him surprised.
"Gosh, your the prettiest greaser I know Y/n"
I swallowed and could feel my self blush a little.
"Oh, please..." I grinned at him.
"Its true." Pony smirked at me.
"Well, gosh Pony, thanks. I can't remember the last time I was called 'pretty'."
"Who wouldn't." Pony opened the door to his house.
"Well well well. What do we have here?" Someone on the couch smirked at looked at me and Pony.
"Cut it out Steve." Ponyboy rolled his eyes.
"Hey Sodapop! Pony finally got a girlfriend." Steve yelled at the kitchen.
Another boy, appeared in the living room and smiled at us.
"You must be Y/n, we've heard and awful lot about you." He approached me, and smirked at Pony, who's face was beyond red at this point.
"Yes, and you must be Sodapop?" I smiled and stuck out my hand to shake his.
"You can call me Soda." He accepted my handshake and smirked.
"Me and Y/n need to study for a test." Pony spoke up, awkwardly pointing towards his room.
"Sure." Soda grinned and winked at him.
"C'mon Y/n." Pony started to walk to his room hiding his face.
"Gosh, Pony. Its ok" I smiled reassuringly, trying not to laugh.
He slammed his door shut and sighed.
I giggled a little bit.
"What? What's so funny?" Pony looked at me blankly.
"You." I smirked.
Pony just shook his head and smiled.
"Shit. Were supposed to study, but I don't have my stuff." I groaned and sighed.
"Its ok, you can study with my stuff." Pony sat down on the ground and signaled me to join him. I nodded and sat down next to him, crossing my legs.
"Here," Pony handed me a couple of papers for english. As he handed me the last of the papers, one of them ran against my index finger and cut it.
"Ouch damnit." I gasped, and looked more closely at the cut.
"Paper cut?" Pony leaned over.
"Yeah, what else would it be?" I rolled my eyes playfully.
"Good thing I'm prepared." Pony stood up and opened his dresser drawer.
"Happens to me all the time." He smirked and wrapped a bandaid around my finger.
"Better?" He questioned.
"Well not really, its still cut." I smirked.
"Maybe this will help," Pony grabbed my finger, rose it up to his lips, and ever so gently kissed it.
I could feel a blush growing on my cheeks and shyly looked away.
Pony grabbed my chin and made eye contact with me for a couple seconds.
Then I realized that our lips were touching.
I wrapped my arms around Pony's neck, and he cradled the rest of my lower body.
His lips were so soft, and his touch was so gentle. I didn't want it to end.
Soon we were interrupted by Sodapop, opening the door, and coughing to get our attention.
"So, dinner is ready, but you guys look like your too busy 'studying' so Ill just tell Darry you guys are working to hard and can't eat." Soda smirked.
"Oh, naw its ok we'll come and eat with you guys." Pony nervously laughed.
"Savvy." Soda started to walk out of the bedroom but stoped and turned around.
"By the way, you two look awfully cute together."

Sorry it took soooo long! But I hope its good! Stay Gold my baby chickens! ❤