𝓮𝓾𝓹𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪 - ponyboy x reader

chapter 1✨

i stepped off the bus, my phone in my hand. my earbuds were in my ears blasting (your favorite music). the crisp air felt like it hit me in the face, causing me to shiver. i was wearing a coat, but damn, it wasn't working. i was wearing my fairly new sneakers and my favorite sweatshirt which was so comfortable, i felt like collapsing on the curb and sleeping. i kept walking at a brisk pace, trying to get home faster. i was so lost in my thoughts that when an uneasy feeling erupted in my stomach, it stopped me in my tracks. the feeling went away almost instantly, and i ignored it.  i've never felt that before, but i shrugged it off. maybe it was my period. or maybe i'm getting sick. my mind swirled with thoughts as i crossed the street. that pain kept occurring as i was walking home.

eventually, i stepped onto my driveway, walking up the dark cement, crushing leaves. i walked through the front door and took off my shoes.

as i set them down, i yelled "hey, i'm home!"

i heard a few reply's and i smiled. today wasn't too bad. i got a B on that math test that i didn't know how to do. that's an A+ in my book. well, i don't read, so maybe not my book.

music is my form of enjoyment. when music and lyrics fit so perfectly together-don't even get me started on how much i love that. it's a euphoric feeling nobody can describe without smiling like an idiot. it's a therapy at home that really works.

as i made my way to my room, i thought about my favorite music and movies and random things that happened earlier today. i mean, it felt good to come home on a friday night with good grades, good friends, good music, a good life overall.

i closed the door, took off my coat, and set my backpack on the floor. i opened my dresser and grabbed an old band tee that was over sized at one point, but now cut in half to be a cropped top. then i dug through the drawer to find my most comfy sweatpants. once i found them, which seemed like forever, i walked to my bathroom to get ready to stay in my room all weekend.

i walked in the shower, setting my phone on a shelf to my right, safe from the water. a quiet buzz of my favorite songs were playing from spotify. i turned the shower on, and warm water hit my back. i felt a way i hadn't in a long time. happy. as sad as it sounds, school sucks, literally nobody enjoys it. the only good part is seeing the people i like. i don't have the most friends, but all of my friendships are close and strong. i'm middle class, and some people don't like me. which, totally is fine, because i probably didn't like them first.

i was lost in my content thoughts when a sharp pain shot through my side. suddenly, i fell to the bottom to the shower. even though i was alone, embarrassment pumped through my blood and i felt so awkward just on the ground in pain. the feeling stayed, and i couldn't pin point it to anything. so, i finally fought the pain and stood up. i grabbed my phone and thought, am i seriously going to self diagnose myself with a google search? yes. i am.

turns out, i have irritable bowel syndrome. and gastrointestinal disease.

okay, obviously not. i had a doctors appointment last month and everything was fine. so what is what wrong with me? maybe i'm dehydrated or not eating as healthy as i should? sounds like me, all right.

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i stepped out of the bathroom, my hair damp and flipped to the other side of my head. i had decided to put on some jewelry like rings and necklaces. i straightened my clothes and walked to my room. the pains in my abdomen had tired me out, which was a bummer because i planned to blast old panic at the disco music that i used to listen to a few years ago, all night. i plugged my charger into my phone and grabbed my earbuds.

you are now playing "nine in the afternoon"
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my drowsiness was taking over, so i wasn't going to be able to listen to music for long. so, i blasted music into my ears until i fell asleep, which didn't take very long.