"IN WHICH SHE ADMIRED HIM."
"i must be dreaming."
"i must be too, this moment is ethereal."
ponyboy curtis fan fiction
✧・゚: *✧・゚:* ☕️ *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
started feb 2, 2020
finished march 6, 2020
storyline by -todorokishoe
mature language and possible tri...
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♪ : fools — troye sivan
❝ only i would be foolish enough to love him. ❞
MY EYES WERE wide open, staring at the ceiling. Blinking every once in a while, I continuously tried to fall asleep again, but it was past my limit. The clock read 12:07 pm. I haven't been out of the bed yet, but just moping around.
"C'mon Ellie-bear, you gotta do somethin' today." Johnny begged, hoping that I would get up.
"Do I?" I asked, whispering. Johnny sighed deeply, and thought of what he would say.
"I know, you're upset. I know you're feeling down, but you can't let one person be the reason to not get out of bed. The reason to overtake your whole thought process."
"Mhm, I know. I just can't think that he would see me like that kind of person." I sighed. Maybe he's one of my best friend's, but I'm not one of his?
"He doesn't, I promise. He just got mad, I guess. Plus, that is his girlfriend, which I wouldn't mind if you really did punch her." Johnny joked, laughing. His joke got a little laugh from me too.
"Yeah well I don't think she deserves to be called his girlfriend. It doesn't even seem like he likes her! It's so stupid how manipulative she is, and how it actually works on people!"
"Just give it some time." Johnny pat me on the shoulder, then grabbed my arm to drag me out of bed. He eventually got me out, and so I got ready.
"We're eating at the Dingo, so get ready." Dallas walked into the room, whilst lighting a cigarette. I put my hair up in a bun, and wore my clothes from yesterday, since they were pretty clean.
Dallas drove us all to the Dingo to eat, since there was obviously nothing at Buck's place. We walked through the door, and sat down in a booth.
"Hey, remember when you went to Windrixville? Man, that place was out of it." Dallas remembered, talking to Johnny.
"Don't remind me." Johnny face palmed. Dallas did his giddy laugh at Johnny. We continued to talk, then they each took turns talking about all the things that happened before.
"And they both had to cut their hair, man. Ponyboy obviously bleached his." Dallas said, laughing. My face dimmed, right when the door opened and I saw who walked in.
"Speak of the devil." I whisper, rolling my eyes. Dallas glared at Tessa, I could see the pure hatred in his eyes. Johnny just looked at them, not saying a word. I could already tell he didn't like the sight of it.
I examined Ponyboy's face. He looked as if he was questioning if he really did like Tessa, if he was being manipulated by her. There was also a sense of denial of it, and him trying to convince himself that he loved her. I wished and wished he would come to his senses.
"Excuse me, I've got to go to the bathroom for a moment." I muttered, getting up and walking to the restroom. I looked in the mirror, and continuously stared at myself. I heard footsteps following behind me, so I closed my eyes. Then I felt a tap on my shoulders, so I turned around.
"Surprise seeing your here." It was Tessa, smirking at me. She crossed her arms, her face was contorted in a face of disgust, looking at me.
"What do you want now, Tessa." I groaned, looking down at my feet. I didn't want to deal with her right now.
"You know, Ponyboy is wrapped around my fingers. You shouldn't have been so slow, trying to get him. I love how torturous it is for you to watch us together, having fun. He loves me, he believes everything I say. Trust me girl, I've said a lot about you. He's quite obsessed with you, but in the bad way, now."
"God can't you just leave me alone? You've already ruined enough, can't I just have one day where I'm not miserable? I used to be so happy, until you came to take that away."
"Just so you know, I'm a pretty good liar." She pulled her arm up, then took three of her fingers, rubbing it on her other arm. The colors that came off of her fingers were eyeshadow shades of blues and purples.
"You lying bitch." I snarled, I was angry. I didn't need proof that I actually didn't do it, but the fact that she would admit to me that she did? She's quite smart, I'll admit. That was what bothered me, she was great at this.
"Shut up, whore." She slapped me across the face, I could feel the red hand mark forming on my cheek. I ran out of the bathroom, trying to prevent the tears from coming out of my eyes.
"You good, man?" Dallas asked as I sat down. I stayed silent for a little while, thinking of what to say.
"It's nothing." I cover my face with my hair. I wasn't in the mood to talk about it. I could see Tessa proudly stride out of the bathroom in the corner of my eye.
"Sorry it took so long for me, we've been quite busy. What can I get for you guys?" A waitress came over to take our orders.
"Uhm, I'll have a strawberry milkshake with a side of fries." Dallas ordered. Johnny asked for the same thing.
"Okay, what would you like miss?" The waitress asked me. I lost my appetite for anything at all, so I ordered something small.
"I'll just have a water." I said quietly.
——
We finished eating, and got up to leave the Dingo. I tried passing Ponyboy's table without looking at them, but I couldn't help it.
I stopped dead on my tracks, making eye contact with him. I could feel tears form, looking at his eyes, growing cold with gray.
Tears ran down my cheek, I ran out of the Dingo, running to who knows where. I sat down on a curb, putting my head down. I felt nauseous, my mind turned violently.
'Only I would be foolish enough to love him.' My thought process was interrupted by billions of voices murmuring similar phrases. Faint footsteps came into my brain, but were quickly blocked out by yelling coming from my mind. My train of thought was finally broken by a loud yell.
"Ellie!" Johnny had yelled my name, and I snapped out of the small trance I was in. I propped my head up, covering half of my face to cover the tears.
"Sorry... What were you saying?" I ask, sniffling quietly.