c. thomas howel

Neighbors// Ponyboy Curtis

This was requested :))) -Bella

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I was at the Curtis house hanging out with the guys, but I noticed Ponyboy acting much more shy than usual. He was shifting nervously every few minutes, and he wouldn’t even look at me, or anyone, for that matter.

“What’s wrong with Pony?” I leaned over and asked Soda.

“Oh, he’s got a thing for you, and he’s got it bad. He always does this when you’re around. What’s different this time?” He said, nudging my shoulder.

Ponyboy Curtis had a thing for me? This was like a dream come true. How come I had never noticed his nervous behavior before?

“I guess I never noticed. How long has this been going on?” I asked, suddenly more curious. I felt like I was on a cloud. My giant crush of three years liked me back!

“Someone’s happy. Anyways, this has been going on ever since we started hanging out with you, and we all know you’ve got a thing for him, too,” he smirked at me.

“W-what? No, obviously not…” I said, feeling myself blushing and looking down.

“Don’t try and hide it, sister. Besides, there’s no shame in it. You two would be great together,” he said, glancing over at Pony, who stared at us, almost jealous looking. We were sitting pretty close to each other.

“Should I… say something?” I said, my heart racing in my chest.

“Go for it. It’s your move, kiddo,” Soda said, giving me a pat on the back.

I slid over next to Pony and put my hand on top of his. His head shot towards me and a deep crimson blush filled his cheeks.

“H-hey, y/n, what’s going on?” He said with a shaky voice. 

“Oh, not much, really. Other than the fact that I’ve been informed you have a crush on someone? Someone very close to you?” I said in a suggestive tone.

“Y-yeah, she’s really special to me,” he said, and I could tell he was starting to take the hint.

“Well, I’m sure she likes you just as much as you like her,” I smiled at him and leaned closer.

“Yeah, I sure ho-” I cut him off mid-sentence with a soft kiss on the lips. His eyes grew wide, but then they closed and he gave into the kiss, wrapping his arms around my waist.

In our little moment I must have forgotten about the other gang members in the room, because all of the sudden our beautiful little world we had created came to a screeching halt when all of the gang members started screaming and chanting.

“Yeah, Pone-bone! Get some!” I heard Steve yell and Two-Bit was beside him making kissing faces.

“C’mon,” Pony said, grabbing my hand and standing up, “let’s get outta here. You wanna go catch a movie or something?” 

“I’d love to.”

tbh Molly is probably my favorite ‘80s actress

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ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇʀs x ᴛɪᴍᴇ  ♡

Reblog if you are in/at least like "The Outsiders" and are over the age of 12-13

I’m proving a point to my boyfriend.

mrs curtis: *holding her second born* honey what should we call him

mr curtis: sodapop

mrs curtis: 

years later

mrs curtis: *holding her third born* honey what should we call him?

mr curtis: ponyboy

mrs curtis: 

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The Outsiders (1983) Dir. Francis Ford Coppola

“I used to talk about killing myself all the time, man. But I don’t wanna die now. It ain’t long enough. Sixteen years ain’t gonna be long enough. Hell, I wouldn’t care so much if there hadn’t been so many things I haven’t done yet. So many damn things I ain’t seen or done. That time when we were in Windrixville was the only time I’ve ever been away from my neighborhood.”

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I used to talk about killing myself all the time, man. But I don’t wanna die now. It ain’t long enough. Sixteen years ain’t gonna be long enough. Hell, I wouldn’t care so much if there hadn’t been so many things I haven’t done yet. So many damn things I ain’t seen or done. That time when we were in Windrixville was the only time I’ve ever been away from my neighborhood.