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summary: you and ponyboy spend time together during a summer night
[this wasn't a request but idk writing requests are more fun than making random stuff up lmao]
"The sunset's pretty tonight." I spoke up, my eyes glued to the sky as Ponyboy and I sat next to each other in the grass.
I had brought a radio outside, because everyone knows background music makes a situation less awkward.
My favorite song, 'I Get Along Without You Very Well' by Chet Baker came on. I stood up from the grass and smiled at Ponyboy. He smiled back, a look of wonder in his eyes.
"Come here." I said softly. He sighed, obviously unsure.
"I don't dance." He protested. I shrugged.
"Suit yourself." I began swaying by myself. He chuckled to himself.
"You're something else, Y/n."
"That's a good thing, right?"
"Yeah. You're unique." He finally stood up. I made my way towards him, interlocking our fingers. I lightly pulled him closer to my body and he gave in.
I let go of his hand and he wrapped his arms around my waist. I let my hands wrap around his neck and we began swaying again.
"I thought you couldn't dance?" I smirked at him. He looked down at me, smiling again.
"I said I don't dance, not I don't know how."
"Fair enough."
I stared into his eyes for a little longer, then leaned my head against his chest. He pulled me closer to him, so we were practically embracing while we slow danced.
He placed a gentle kiss on my head and I smiled, looking up at him.
"I feel weird when I'm with you." He spoke quietly.
"In a good way or bad way?"
"A good way. A really good way."
"Oh yeah? When I'm with you, it feels like there's no one else in the world. Just us. Do you ever feel that?"
"All the time. I feel it right now." His voice was barely above a whisper, and the sound of him talking made my knees feel weak.
I didn't know what I was to Ponyboy. Was I a really good friend? His love interest? Someone he spent time with so he wasn't lonely?
"What are we?" It was as if he read my mind.
"We're whatever you want us to be. We could be dating, best friends, or nothing at all. I could simply just be someone you use to spend your time with so you're not by yourself. As long as I get to be near you, I don't care what we are."
"I wanna be so much more than friends." He mumbled. I bit my lip.
"I do too."
He leaned down, slowly pressing his lips against mine. It was just a small kiss and he pulled away, leaving his forehead against mine.
"I'm nervous with you. But it's a good nervous." I breathed.
"Yeah?" His lips hovered centimeters away from mine. I wanted to kiss him again. I wanted to kiss him for hours.
I sat down, dragging him with me. He sat next to me, our legs touching as we just looked at each other.
I couldn't help but smile again at the boy next to me. A smile graced his features and his hand rested on my face, his lips colliding with mine again.
My eyes fluttered shut as I savoured the feeling of his lips on mine. I could stay like this forever, it felt like nothing else existed. It was just us.
I slowly laid down on my back and Ponyboy followed, propping himself up partly next to me as he parted from me for a second.
"I love you," He breathed, connecting our lips again. I felt my body tense up.
I broke away from him, eyes wide.
"Y-you don't mean that." I stuttered, my face red. A blush covered his face.
"I do, Y/n. You've just always been there for me and... It made me fall in love with you." He spoke softly, a tender sincerity in his eyes.
I sat up, bringing our lips together again as I cupped his face with both of my hands. The kiss was harsh against his lips, causing him to fall backwards and into the grass.
His lips followed mine, and he smiled against my lips. I parted from him, smiling at the boy below me.
