Wild Ride | By : JessieMundaiFan Category: M through R > The Outsiders Views: 5197 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: The Outsiders is owned by S.E. Hinton I own nothing.
… (General POV) "Johnny," Ponyboy proclaimed running over to greet his best friend. Johnny gave that rare smile he only showed a handful of people as Ponyboy came over and wrapped an arm around him. "It's been forever since I've seen you," Ponyboy said ushering him and Dally further into the house. "It's only been a couple days," Johnny pointed out. "That's forever," Ponyboy said with a pout laying his head on Johnny's shoulder. Dally rolled his eyes while Johnny chuckled in amusement. The dark skinned greaser could never get enough of his friend's antics. "I finally have a viable witness in case someone," Ponyboy indiscreetly shot Sodapop a look who was trying to look innocent, "steals something of mine." "They were mine," Sodapop cried out in protest. "How?" Ponyboy demanded to know glaring at his older brother, "how is it something I bought automatically yours?" "Because I am the older brother and what I say goes!" Sodapop argued standing up from his chair dramatically. "That is a stupid rule and you know it!" Ponyboy cried out getting in his brothers face. Sodapop gave his younger brother a glare which was dutifully returned to him. The rest of the gang looked on with exasperated looks. "How dare you call something I made stupid," Sodapop poked Ponyboy's chest, "I created you, you fool." Johnny turned and gave Two-Bit a look from beside him on the couch gesturing to Sodapop and Ponyboy. "Chocolate," Two-Bit snorted answering Johnny's silent question, "Soda found Ponyboy's stash of treats." Johnny nodded in understanding while Dally was trying his hardest to ignore the utter stupidity that was going on a few feet away from him. "You are not my father," Ponyboy rolled his eyes at his older brother. With a loud sigh Sodapop put a comforting hand on his young brother's shoulder urging him to sit beside him. "Ponyboy, theirs something you should know," Sodapop spoke in a completely serious voice, "there is a reason why you look so much like me. I am your real father." The gang all shot Sodapop several degrees of disbelief, Two-Bit being the one on to actually get a laugh out it. "So you had me, when you were two," Ponyboy said slowly. "I went through puberty early," Sodapop shrugged though now you could see him fighting off a smile now, "What can I say, the doctors were just as surprised as I was. And you know how good I am with the ladies." "When you were two," Ponyboy repeated smiling as well. Both brothers looked at each other before they started to laugh together. Their voices were practically bouncing off the walls. "Okay," Steve said loudly ignoring the idiots beside him, "now that that moment of pure stupid is over, what are we going to do today?" Ponyboy instantly sobered up at the prospect of going out today. "I want to go to the movies," Ponyboy answered as it has been a good while since he's seen a good flick. "Anyone have any ideas?" Steve said looking at the members of the gang on the couch (Two-Bit, Johnny, and Dallas). "I want to go to the movies," Ponyboy repeated getting irritated. He hated when Steve did this to him. "Anyone that matters have any ideas?" Steve proclaimed shooting Ponyboy a smirk. With a pout, Ponyboy folded his arms and laid back in his chair. "Fine," Ponyboy said with a shrug standing up from his chair, "I'll just go by myself." "Uh, I'll go with you Ponyboy," Johnny told him standing up from his seat on the couch. No one in the gang felt especially comfortable with Ponyboy being out by himself for too long, that goes double for his brothers and Johnny. "I'll go to," Dallas said rolling his eyes as he stood up to join the two young teens, "but if something better comes up I'm gone." Without another words the three greasers left the house and trekked to the movie theater. "How was that party you went to?" Johnny asked his friend after a little bit of walking. "Hm," Ponyboy turned to his friend looking lost as he had been busy staring at the clouds to listen before. "Do you know why everyone was kicked out?" Johnny questioned. Ponyboy furrowed his brow in confusion. "What are you talking about?" Ponyboy shook his head, "nobody was kicked out of the party, at least while I was there." "It must have happened after you left," Johnny guessed as he was told that Ponyboy left a little bit after he got there, "because the guy that was throwing the party, your friend Adam, got really angry for some reason and threw everyone out." "Oh," Ponyboy eyebrows rose in shock as he didn't hear about that at all, "does anybody know why." Johnny made a noise that told him no leaving Ponyboy something to ponder. Adam was so excited about that party, why would he ruin it for himself? They made it to the movie theater at a pretty good time, as they were able to see the best evening movies. Ponyboy turned to Johnny to ask which kind of movie he wanted to see, as he knew that Dallas didn't care as long as it wasn't a romance or teen melodrama move (not that Ponyboy was going to pick one of those anyway). "Your choice Johnny, action or mystery movie?" Ponyboy asked looking quite excited to see either one. "Hm, mystery?" Johnny suggested which got him a nod of approval from Ponyboy who linked their arms together ushering them in the building. "And you have to talk this time Johnny," Ponyboy said sternly gazing at up at the slightly taller male. "You're not supposed to talk in movie theaters Ponyboy," Johnny reminded him for what felt like the hundredth time. He couldn't tell you how many complaints they got due to Ponyboy constantly whispering to him in these kinds of movies. "How am I supposed to figure out the mystery if I can't talk about it?" Ponyboy demanded with a huff. "Do what you do when you read mystery novels," Johnny said as they finally entered the building after the line died down. "That's no fun Johnny, I go to the movies to immerse myself in that world not to make like I'm reading," Ponyboy complained. Johnny wisely chose not to answer that question as it would just cause Ponyboy to just pout some more. Luckily they arrived just in time for the movie to start. Quickly the three of them took their seats in the back and situated themselves. Just as the title of the movie came up Ponyboy could here two people arguing a little ways beside them. Being polite, Ponyboy tried to ignore the voices as he didn't want to cause any problems. However, as they hit the ten minute mark of the film the two kept on arguing. "Those two guys won't stop arguing," Ponyboy pointed discreetly to the people who he couldn't really see in this dark area to Johnny. "I noticed," Johnny whispered to his friend as he was slightly closer to the two males. He winced as it felt like there and the movies speech was starting to become jumbled into one incoherent mess. "Dally," Ponyboy whispered to the blond haired hood sitting behind them. Dally, who had been busy scoping out some potential hot girls, turned to the young greaser in annoyance. "Don't you think those guys are being a little loud?" Ponyboy asked nodding in the direction of the two guys hoping that he'd do something about it (because neither Johnny nor him were going to). He gave Dally a pleading look just to solidify the deal. Dally rolled his eyes but turned to the loud talkers nonetheless. He threw an empty box of popcorn that was on the ground at their heads to get their attention. "Hey jerk offs," Dally said loudly, "do you mind shutting the fuck up, nobody wants to hear what you two ladies are gossiping about." Much to the shock of Dally, and horror of Ponyboy and Johnny, one of the guys had the nerve to scoff at Dally. "And what's going to happen if we don't blondie?" A familiar sneering voice asked with a hint of edge to him. Johnny silently shook his head knowing that this wasn't going to end well. Cautiously, he grabbed Ponyboy's wrists just in case a fight broke out and he needed to get Ponyboy out of here. Dally chuckled darkly cracking his knuckles in anticipation of a fight. "Oh, there is a lot that's going to happen to you kid," Dally threatened frighteningly, "but let's just say it won't be too wholesome." "I am so scared," You practically hear the guy rolling his eyes. "Curly, come on man," Said the other guy in exasperation. "Curly?" Ponyboy repeated softly. Here the familiar voice the exasperated male called out. "Ponyboy?" "Adam?" Ponyboy said looking for clarification. Grabbing Curly's shoulder Adam, against the curly haired hoods will mind you, moved them closer to Ponyboy. "Oh hey, Ponyboy, what's up man?" Adam greeted the young greaser enthusiastically grasping his shoulder. "Hi Adam," Ponyboy gave the other male a small wave before looking shyly in Curly's direction, "hi Curly." Curly didn't say anything back to him, he just stared at the young greaser with half lidded eyes making the young greaser flinch in his seat. Johnny, who noticed the bizarre exchange between Ponyboy and the Shepard hood, narrowed his eyes in suspicion. First these two had that strange moment when they went out for ice cream and now they're acting a similar way here. These two obviously have some kind of connection and it was killing Johnny not know what it was "Kid, you know these punks?" Dally hissed staring down both of the males standing in front of them making Adam nervous while Curly paid little attention to him. "Sure these two are my…friends Adam and Curly," Ponyboy said gesturing to them even though he had a little trouble naming what they are to him (although that was more for Curly than Adam). Dally pointed at Curly with narrowed eyes. "Hey, you look familiar." "He's, um, Tim's little brother," Ponyboy claimed wincing as he saw Curly glare at him. He knew how much Curly hated that label. "Oh," Dally nodded his head in remembrance but didn't stop glaring at the younger teen, "that must be why you can't shut your mouth." Again Curly scoffed at him folding his arms. "Why should I," Curly shot the blond hood as smirk, "it's not like anyone is going to make me after all." "Why you little-" "We were just about to get something to eat from the snack bar," Adam proclaimed trying to stop this fight from escalating further, "Ponyboy why don't you come with us." "Me?" Ponyboy pointed to himself. "Sure, why not?" Adam chuckled forcefully grabbing Ponyboy out of his seat and ushering both him and Curly out of the theater doors but not before giving the other two greasers a look, "We'll be back in a second." "Adam you can stop pushing us now," Ponyboy grunted as they were well out of the movie theater. "Thank god," Adam breathed a sigh of relief, "that guy is scary." Ponyboy chuckled in amusement moving to the concession stand seeing as he was already there and he was indeed hungry. As the young greaser caught the eye of Curly he looked away to avoid him, he even moved Adam in-between them in the line as to evade any contact from him. Being this close to Curly again was making him feel so awkward. There still was that warming feeling in his heart that made Ponyboy feel good whenever he saw him, but it was also accompanied by an uncomfortable burning in his sides as if it was hurting to just being around him. All in all, Ponyboy was feeling awfully conflicted right now. "So, I heard that you canceled your party right in the middle of it," Ponyboy brought up to Adam hoping to steer the conversation towards anything but him and Curly. Apparently he failed in doing so as Adam shot a look at an annoyed looking Curly from behind him. "Something came up and I had everybody bail," Adam told Ponyboy with his eyes still glaring at Curly. "Whatever," You could hear Curly mumble. "I'm sorry to hear that," Ponyboy replied genuinely. Adam waved off his apology. The line for snacks was moving ridiculously slow and Adam was getting awfully sick of the obvious waves of nervousness emanating from both of the greasers beside him. "Hey, I think I see a friend of mine coming in the place," Adam got himself out of line and started walking backwards away from the two of them. "Adam…" "I'll see you guys in a little bit alright," Adam proclaimed ignoring Ponyboy's protests to come back. "But there's nobody there," Ponyboy said to himself helplessly. The last thing he wanted was to be alone with Curly. "Can you go?" Somebody asked from behind them rudely in the line. Noticing that he was indeed holding up the line, Ponyboy walked up a bit keeping the line moving. Although there were people talking both in front and behind them, Ponyboy felt like he was isolated with Curly in a private booth. He could feel those cold eyes of his staring daggers at him. "Why didn't you come to the party?" Curly asked making Ponyboy jump in place. Ponyboy briefly looked back at him as he walked to the concessions selecting some choice snacks, something for himself and Johnny (Dally usually hates movie food). "What do you mean?" Ponyboy replied quietly. "I didn't see you there," Curly told him. "Well, Adam kicked everyone out so fast he probably wouldn't have," Ponyboy said forcing out a laugh. Ponyboy got nervous as he didn't hear Curly make a sound of reply. That usually didn't mean something good. "Why are you lying?" Curly asked him this time with Ponyboy clearly hearing anger in his tone. "I-I'm n-not lying," Ponyboy responded meekly praying that he would just let this go, "I have nothing to lie about." Now the both of them were at the cash register ready to pay for their snacks. Ponyboy was ready to pay for everything until Curly turned him around and grabbed him by his wrist. The young greaser was shocked to find all the contents within his hands ripped away from him as he was dragged out of the line. "C-Curly…" "Shut up," The curly haired hood hissed. Curly took the both of them into the bathroom. Once he checked to see if they were alone he slammed Ponyboy on the wall beside the door, holding him there with his body. "I don't like being lied to you got that?" Curly whispered into his ear making shivers run down his spine. "Why do you think I'm lying?" Ponyboy said back to him pushing on his chest trying to get Curly off him (but with not much progress). "Why haven't you come to see me lately?" Curly questioned him completely changing the subject. Ponyboy fought off a moan as Curly started to grind their hips together. The feeling was bringing him to arousal and fond memories all at once. "I've been busy," Ponyboy told him weakly getting distracted by the unconscious movements of his body. Hearing Curly chuckle into his neck caused a moan to escape Ponyboy's throat. The young greaser gripped his shoulders as Curly bit sharply into his neck. "You were never too busy for my dick before, so why are you now?" Curly looked back at him smirking arrogantly. Ponyboy furrowed his brow at his words. Too busy for his what? "Just like I'm never too busy for your sweet ass," Curly told him before roughly turning Ponyboy around and grinding up against his back side. "I've gone to long without this," Curly leaned back slightly eyeing Ponyboy lustfully. Hurriedly he started to reach and unzip Ponyboy's pants. "Stop," Ponyboy told ripping the hands off him pushing Curly away from him. "What?" Curly scowled quite irritated to be standing with an erection and no one to use it on, "You want this." "You think all I want is sex?" Ponyboy cried out looking at Curly broken heartedly, "Do you only you want sex?" "What the fuck are you talking about?" Curly gave him a annoyed look, "Were teenagers that's all both of us want." Ponyboy stared at Curly as if he was a new person. He couldn't see this boy being the same one from when he was a little kid right now, they were just so radically different. "What happened to you?" Ponyboy proclaimed frantically, "What happened to that sweet boy that used to take care me, protect me, be there for me?" Curly just blinked at him in shock looking somewhat disturbed at his words. "What do you want from me?" Curly asked him surprisingly quieter than he was before. "Did you ever think that me and you could be more than what we are, that we could be closer than what how we are now?" Ponyboy asked still holding out hope for the two of them to be together. Curly didn't even saying back to him though, he wasn't even looking at him. Taking that as an answer Ponyboy sighed and slowly walked out of the bathroom, Curly made no move to stop him. He walked back to his seat in his movie next to Johnny. "Hey, you okay?" Johnny asked him in concern. Silently, Ponyboy laid his head on Johnny's shoulder shutting his eyes tiredly. "I don't know," Ponyboy answered him softly. …...While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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