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Life Choices 2: Forming Bonds	By : JessieMundaiFan Category: M through R > The Outsiders Views: 2923 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: The Outsiders is owned by S.E. Hinton I own nothing.
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(General POV)
Today was a pretty average day in the Curtis household. Ponyboy was trying to get as much homework he could get done as possible seeing as there wasn't any school today but he was being distracted.
"Don't look at me like that," Ponyboy groaned not bothering to turn around in his seat at his desk.
All he got was a small whimper in response.
"I told you, I can handle this," Ponyboy cried out with emphasis.
That response got him a sharp bark back at him.
Frustrated, Ponyboy swiftly turned around and leaned down toward his puppy that was looking at him aimlessly on his bed.
"Okay, I know you think this is a bad idea," Ponyboy stated putting his hand gently on Tosh's paw, "but if I ever want to become an independent and strong man, I have to be able to handle any type of situation, including one's like these."
Tosh titled his head in what looked like confusion moving his paw so that it was on top of Ponyboy's hand now.
Ponyboy sighed giving the puppy a small smile.
"You're a real tough nut to crack Tosh," Ponyboy claimed wistfully moving his hand to rub Tosh's left side.
The young greaser quickly pulled his hand back as Tosh let out a squeak like bark, it sounded as if he was in pain.
"Oh Tosh, does your side still hurt?" Ponyboy asked throwing the puppy a pitied look.
Ponyboy couldn't forget how Wild Dog flung the puppy making him land straight on his left side. Because he didn't show any psychical signs of pain Ponyboy didn't take him to a vet, but Tosh has been displaying some soreness near the left area of his stomach.
Standing up and moving back to his desk, Ponyboy decided to put his homework on hold so he could focus on helping Tosh get better (he would be able to focus knowing the puppy was still in pain anyway).
"We're going for a walk Tosh," Ponyboy proclaimed remembering that walking helped his soreness get better last time.
Apparently Tosh was happy about this idea since he practically started jumping up and down waving his tail enthusiastically.
"Go get your leash for me," Ponyboy ordered gently gesturing outside the door.
Ponyboy chuckled as Tosh zoomed out of the room to get his leash. Distracted by his dog's antics, Ponyboy didn't pay that much attention to his actions on his desk and accidently knocked over a certain book off its stand.
Johnny's book.
The young greaser froze and stared down at the book thoughtfully. Picking up the book he went to put it back on its stand but he felt something stop him.
"I love you Curly."
Those words kept repeating themselves in his head. Looking down at the book in his hands he remembered the reason why he kept it on his desk, it was to remind him of Johnny and the times they shared. The book was to keep him from feeling lonely at nights. The only memory of Johnny he had
"I don't need you anymore," Ponyboy admitted to himself softly.
The feeling of security the book gave him had been replaced, replaced by Curly. Ponyboy didn't need this book to keep the memory of Johnny here in Tulsa. He didn't need it to make him feel like he's loved.
I've moved on, Ponyboy said to himself.
Promptly, the young greaser took the book and put it in a stack with the rest of his novel books in his dresser drawer.
Tosh had just walked in with his leash in his mouth still waging his tail about.
With a content smile on his face Ponyboy took leash, put it on the puppy, and walked the two of them out of the room.
Before he left though, Ponyboy took on last look at the drawer his book was in.
"Goodbye Johnny," Ponyboy whispered turning off his light and closing his door silently.
…...
"Okay Tosh, we need to come up with a game plan to handle this whole Wild Dog problem," Ponyboy declared as the two of them casually walked the streets of Tulsa.
"Any suggestions?" Ponyboy asked looking down at the puppy.
Tosh just barked in response his tongue hanging out slightly.
"Good point," Ponyboy nodded in praise, "we should use the option that would be the quickest one to handle all of this, but the only one I can come up with is calling in a favor from a certain special someone."
Ponyboy mood deflated at the prospect of calling in him but right now he didn't see what else he could do.
Luckily, the young greaser was able to snap himself out of his sour mood as he spotted someone familiar.
"Curly!" Ponyboy grinned gazing down at Tosh, "look Tosh there's daddy."
Tosh started barking excitedly pulling on his leash. Happily letting him go Ponyboy watched as Tosh ran up to his other owner.
Curly, who had his back turned to them talking to some other greasers, jumped in shock as he suddenly felt something on his leg.
"The fuck," Curly shouted instinctively moving to shake off whatever was on his leg. He stopped as he saw it was his very eager looking puppy.
"Curly?"
Curly was able to look up just in time to have his lips crushed by Ponyboy's. The hood was stunned for a brief second before he started to kiss him back.
Ponyboy moaned as he felt Curly's tongue trace around his mouth before opening his mouth to him and going for a deep passionate kiss. Both of them got utterly lost in one another as their tongue wrestled with themselves softly.
It was only until they heard some cat calls did they separate. Ponyboy blushed in embarrassment but still keeping his arms wrapped around Curly's neck.
Inspecting the boys closer, he recognized all of them from the Halloween party.
"Hey guys, what's up?" Ponyboy greeted waving at them politely while Tosh sat down beside his owners playing with some bugs on the sidewalk.
"Nothing much," Terry shrugged throwing a smirk in the young greasers direction.
"We were just trying to weasel out of Curly all the good parts of his Halloween party," Rob replied with a snicker.
Ponyboy furrowed his brow in confusion not understanding what that meant. He looked up at his boyfriend silently asking his question. It was then that the young greaser noticed the strained look on his boyfriends face. He looked as if he was fighting himself on something but Ponyboy for the life of him couldn't figure out what.
"They want to know how the sex was," Curly answered bluntly moving so that him and Ponyboy stood side by side with his arm wrapped around his waist possessively.
Ponyboy head swiftly turned back up to Curly.
"You actually told them what we did?" Ponyboy asked with a blush.
"He didn't have to," David chuckled, "we all knew what you did, even the ones that were drunk."
"Oh no."
Rumor spreading was notorious in Tulsa. While Ponyboy didn't generally care what other's thought of him too much (he just rationalized that people will think what they want to regardless of what he wants) but what he was really worried about was his brothers. There no telling what Darry and Sodapop might do to him if they found out he dressed up like a kinky innocent cowboy.
"I am so dead," Ponyboy murmured.
"Oh come on," David snorted, "you know parents don't care when guys do that kind of stuff, they never do."
"You don't know my brothers," Ponyboy shook his head, "they are far more protective than my parents used to be."
Terry nodded sympathetically while Rob gestured impatiently behind him drawing everyone's attention to the store they were standing by.
"Alright, so are we going to do this or what?" Rob asked the rest of the hoods.
"Of course," David answered as if it was obvious.
Curly looked like he wanted to say yes but clasped his mouth shut as he saw Ponyboy get an inquisitive looked on his face.
"What are you guys gonna do?" Ponyboy asked curiously as Tosh finally looked up from his bug time.
The four boys got quiet as neither of them seemed like they wanted to answer his question. They looked as if they were guilty of a crime.
"Rob that liquor store," David said with a dark grin staring at Ponyboy pointedly, "want to join us?"
Ponyboy's eyes widen slightly. While he didn't want to look like a wimp in front of these guys he couldn't afford to commit any kind of crime on the chance that he could get caught and arrested. The courts said specifically that if Sodapop or him ever go to jail, regardless of the offense, both will be sent to a boy's home.
"Thanks but no thanks," Ponyboy chuckled nervously, "I really can't afford to do be caught stealing."
"Yeah I'm sure you can't," David rolled his eyes at his excuse.
"Hey, fuck off!" Curly growled jerking Ponyboy behind him protectively, "if he don't want to do something then he ain't got to do it. You got a problem with that, take it up with me."
"Curly it's okay," Ponyboy interjected feeling the animosity coming off of his boyfriend, "I am going to help."
"You are?" Curly asked turning back to him in surprise.
"You are?" Terry questioned excitedly.
Ponyboy nodded in agreement.
"I can distract the clerk while you guys get whatever you want to get," Ponyboy informed the three of the shell shocked hoods.
"Seriously?" David eyebrows rose in question knowing that Ponyboy wasn't exactly known for being a trouble maker around town.
"Sure," Ponyboy offered the blond haired boy a smile.
"Alright," Terry threw up his hands in delight taking David and Rob by the shoulders and pushing them closer to the store, "let's do this. Just make sure you keep that guys back turned to us you got it?"
Dutifully, Ponyboy went to follow them but was quickly grabbed by the shoulders by a certain curly haired hood.
"What the hell Ponyboy? Why are you doing this?" Curly hissed shaking the young greasers shoulders slightly.
Ponyboy just smiled at him blissfully, as if he had the answer to every question imaginable.
"You're doing it aren't you?" Ponyboy asked him back.
Curly just gave him a blank stare in return.
"Then that's the only reason I need," Ponyboy said putting on a mischievous grin, "can't have my boyfriend going to jail."
Ponyboy started to laugh slightly at Curly's clueless stare. Giving the hood a peck on the lips, the young picked up his innocent little puppy and made his way into the store without so much as looking back.
"Dammit Ponyboy," was what Curly said after a while before getting himself together and following his friends.
The store, while small, certainty had a lot to offer customers of any age. There was alcohol, snacks, drinks and even cigarettes.
Ponyboy calmly walked up to the counter with Tosh in his arms and a polite smile on his face. Naturally wary of greasers, the clerk greeted him but eyed him like a hawk. The young greaser asked for a pack of cigarettes. While he got those from the back, Ponyboy had Tosh dash to the back room causing quite a ruckus in his wake.
"I am so sorry sir," Ponyboy apologized picking up Tosh from the mess he surrounded himself in, "He just gets so excited when he sees cigarettes."
"You're dog smokes?" The clerk demanded with a raised eyebrow.
"Uh," Ponyboy looked over in the corner of his eye and saw the guys making a pretty clean sweep of the liquor in the store.
"Yes," He nodded enthusiastically petting Tosh's head, "we're trying to get him to stop but it's such a tough habit for him to break."
With a roll of his eyes, the clerk urged Ponyboy out of the store luckily just a few seconds after the rest of the guys. Once out of the store, Ponyboy didn't hesitate to run down the street with Tosh being held tightly in his arms.
Despite the boys having a head start on him, Ponyboy was easily able to catch up to them given his athletic background.
When the group had got a safe distance away from the story near the park, they all flopped down on the grass. Everyone, except Ponyboy, was breathing heavily
Rob started to laugh uncontrollably holding his bag of stolen goods triumphantly.
"Man, I have never stolen this much in my life," The hood turned and gave Ponyboy a grateful look, "thanks man."
Ponyboy blushed scratching the back of his head.
"It wasn't anything special," Ponyboy denied.
"You had our backs," David shrugged looking at Ponyboy with something other than contempt as opposed to before.
"And got us free booze," Terry cheered taking a sip of his beer.
Ponyboy chuckled and turned his head to Curly who once again looked like he was fighting against something. The young greaser wanted to say something to Curly about it but didn't feel like saying it in front of the hoods friends (he didn't think it would pan out well for either of them).
If only we had a distraction, Ponyboy thought to himself.
"Ponyboy Michael Curtis."
Said greaser froze in surprise. Slowly he turned around to see his eldest brother standing above him arms crossed and a stern look on his face.
"Did you rob a liquor store?" Darry shouted demandingly.
Smiling nervously Terry slowly stood up with David and Rob behind him.
"We'll see you guys later," was all Terry said before running off with his two other hood friends in tow.
Groaning in annoyance, Curly help himself and Ponyboy stand up to the angry older greaser (but not before the young greaser set Tosh on the ground being careful to have a tight grip on his leash). Feeling the pressure of being under his brother intimating gaze, Ponyboy started to stammer out an excuse.
"W-Well n-not really y-you see…"
"He saw me and my boys run from the store we robbed," Curly interjected, "Terry's dumbass dropped his bag and Ponyboy picked it up for him."
Darry narrowed his eyes in suspicion, not entirely believing the hoods words (with good reason of course).
"Would you two lie to me?" Darry couldn't help but ask.
"Yes," Ponyboy answered honestly.
Curly just snorted not even bothering with a verbal response.
Feeling that they were being watched by someone else, Ponyboy finally looked a little ways behind Darry and cried out in surprise.
"Danny!" Ponyboy waved enthusiastically at the older man.
Happily, but with a tiny bit less enthusiasm than him, Danny waved back.
"Long time no see Ponyboy," Danny greeted politely, "it's been a while hasn't it?"
Ponyboy nodded. "Not since that week before your graduation when you and Darry got arrested for having sex in the back of your truck."
Darry eyes widen in shock while Danny blushed in shame at that embarrassing moment in their lives. Unfortunately for them though Ponyboy wasn't finished. Curly could tell by the faux innocent look on his face that he was going to embarrass the hell out of both of them.
The hood couldn't be more proud.
"I also remember the time when Darry tried to sneak you out the house and you ended up falling down the stairs and breaking your arm. I remember that other time when Darry told you about he somehow got zits all over his lower thigh for absolutely no reason and…"
"How do you know all this?" Darry looking at his young brother flabbergasted.
Ponyboy was fighting off a smirk but still managed to keep his innocent look intact.
"I hear a lot of things," Ponyboy told him with a nod, "a lot of things. I know a whole bunch of dirty secrets that wouldn't dare want anyone to know."
Darry paled for a brief second before gaining his composure back.
"Let's just go home," Darry huffed stomping his way down the street. Danny was about to follow him but stopped as he noticed a certain curly haired hood.
"You must be Curly right?" Danny held out his hand to shake politely, "it's nice to meet you Darry told me all about you."
"I'll be he did," Curly mumbled before slapping Danny hand away.
"Curly," Ponyboy exclaimed.
"I don't shake hands with people I haven't known for more than three years," Curly proclaimed with a shrug.
Maturely, Danny nodded in understanding and went to follow Darry.
Once Danny was at a safe distance, Ponyboy elbowed his boyfriend.
"What? He's fucking a food product, there's no telling how many diseases he has," Curly said simply.
"In no way does that make sense," Ponyboy rolled his eyes at the hoods antics.
Grabbing his bag from off the ground, Curly tossed it to Ponyboy. Ponyboy gave him a confused look, thinking that he gave him his alcohol, but opened it to find it full of chocolate and different candies.
"It's not a big deal," Curly quickly stated as he knew Ponyboy would think of this as a really sweet gesture.
Ponyboy moved over and kissed Curly on the cheek as thanks which caused Curly's jaw to tighten once again. Pulling back Ponyboy looked his boyfriend over slightly which unnerved the hood.
"What?" Curly raised an eyebrow at him.
"I think I know what's wrong with you now," Ponyboy claimed, "I don't know why I didn't see it before."
"There isn't anything wrong with me," Curly scoffed in reply. Without another word Curly walked away following Darry and Danny.
Ponyboy shook his head knowing that Curly would not listen to him nor would he stay to listen to him. He would have to find someone else to talk to him.
"You don't have to tell me you love Curly," Ponyboy said to no one else in particular, "I can already tell you do."
"If only you could see that."
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