Wendy

Riding in the back of the car I leaned on Pony boy as I tried to keep the world steady. I was well past being tipsy I was drunk. Stella didn't' mind so much, cause when she was my age she'd been the troublemaker of the family. Now she figured at least I was doing the same things she did responsibly. I never drank if Pony boy wasn't with me. I'd seen too many cases of what could happen just listening to the girls at school. These kids around her grew up way too fast. I'd never even tastes beer up until a couple months ago. Soda said it was cause we were living in a small town, and there wasn't' nothing else to do but drink and screw. Soda pop Patrick… I think I loved him just as much as Pony boy did. He was the light in the darkness, the laughter when you really wanted to cry, and the smile that lifted your spirits. The next chic that caught him, had best treat him right, or she'd be dealing with me.

"I think Curly has a crush on you," Pony whispered making me look up at him and smile.

"No way, Curly likes bad assess, and I'm anything but," I said shaking my head.

"Maybe he changed his mind," he said as I rolled my eyes.

"How did it go with Valance?"

"I don't know Wend…. Its like… she wasn't' exactly how I remembered her being."

"How so?" I asked leaning closer as he frowned.

" I used to think she was a lot different from the other Socs., but maybe she's changed in the past year."

"Awwh Pb don't' be get down," I said lifting my head to look at his sullen face.

"I've liked her for so long Wendy, and it would just be a big disappointment to have her be this huge let down, I guess you just build someone up in your mind and then to have them be the exact opposite of what you imagined." He said shaking his head as he let out another sigh.

"Well if that is the case, at least you'd know, instead of walking around thinking this person is the best thing since sliced bread, when really on the inside, they aren't' as pretty as you first thought." I said shocked that I could still think so clearly when I knew I'd be wobbling when I walked.

"That's a good point my Wendy," he said making me smile as he pulled me to sit on his lap either leg on the side of his body.

"I know, glad I thought of it my Pony," I said laughing as he shook his head.

"Will you smile now?" I asked making silly faces until his stoic expression was chased away.

"That's' better!" I said sounding like a five year old as I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around his waist.

" I love you." I said as he looked down at me and grinned.

" And I love you." He said giving me a quick squeeze. I don't think I've ever cherished a friendship as much as I did what we had.

Pony boy

Holding a grinning Wendy close I Shook my head and smiled. Man was she off in Never Never land right now. She'd passed the point of being just buzzed about 30 minutes ago, and I knew her head had to be swimming. Glory but she always knew how to make you feel better. Studying her as she closed her eyes I counted the freckles that crossed the bridge of her nose, ten tiny little dots I found adorable, and she found annoying. Kissing the type of her nose I smiled as she grinned. She was way too good for the likes of Curly Sheppard. He could take her shopping with Angela, but I didn't' want him taking her anywhere else.

Bringing my hand up to brush back a few stray hairs I realized…. I didn't' want any one to take her anywhere. Taking in a shaky breath as my eyes ran over her features I shook my head as the butterflies began. Did I want Wendy for myself?

"Why so quiet? " She asked making me smile.

"Just thinking," I said laughing as she scrunched up her nose.

"Think happy thoughts my little lost boy," She said making me shiver as she ran her fingers over the nap of my neck.

"Cold?" She asked instantly pressing her body against mine as she leaned in closer.

"A little," I lied not willing to admit to myself or her what the real reason was.

" I must have drank too much," I thought shaking it off as we pulled up in front of the house.

"You need some help Pony?" Steve asked making me scowl.

"No, I got it," I said kissing Wendy on the forehead.

"MMMh, That's nice," She said sleepily as I shifted her in my lap.

"Come on Wend help me out some," I said as she opened her vivid eyes.

" Oh, we're here huh?" she said making me smile as she moved off my lap, and I instantly felt the loss.

This wasn't' good... this wasn't' good at all.

Wrapping my arm around her waist as she stepped from the car I shook my head. At this rate shed' never make t to her own house. Catching her when she stumbled up the path I took matters in to my own hands.

"Up you go," I said lifting her in to my arms and carrying her up the steps.

"You two up and got hitched?" Two-bit asked drunkenly as I raised an eyebrow and she giggled. Apparently he'd found his way back here before us.

"What the hell you talking bout?" Steve asked not liking the idea ... big shocker.

"He's carrying her over the threshold," he slurred as

I rolled my eyes and contained in to my room. I was exhausted, and she could barley keep her eyes open.

Setting her on the spread, I took of her shoes, and socks before going to my dresser, and pulling out a wife beater, and a pair of boxers for her to sleep in. Darry and Estella never minded us sleeping together, cause they knew there was nothing going on. And we'd helped each other not have nightmares.

"Here Wend," I said turning my back as she changed.

"K," she said signaling it was okay to turn around as I peeled of my shirt, and jeans climbing in to the bed with my boxers.

Soda could have his room to himself now. He did most days anyways. Claiming this room was Wendy's and mine now more than it was his and mine. I would have denied it, but her books, and some of her clothes would've proved me wrong.

Wendy

Lying in the bed beside him I tried not to think about how good his body felt, or how my body seemed to be made to fit in to his. There were some strange thoughts occurring, and something told me it wasn't just the alcohol. Feeling bold, I rolled on to my side to face him.

"Pony boy?"

"Yeah," he said propping himself up on his elbow.

"Nothing,' I whispered studying his face as I smiled. He was so hot… hot? Did I just say my best friend was hot?

"You ok?" he asked as I nodded, unable to speak.

"You had a lot of beer for someone as small as you," he said laughing when I scowled, and narrowed my eyes.

I wasn't that small, he was just huge, and 5'11 at sixteen was tall.

" I know, I know you're not small, I'm just huge," he said rolling his eyes as I grinned.

"You're cute you know that?" he whispered making my breath catch in my throat as I Shook my head no.

"Well you are," he whispered moving closer as my eyes grew wider.

" You're cute little nose, those big wide eyes, and that hair," he said playfully tugging on a falling curl as I bit my bottom lip.

He was so close, and his lips were so soft looking.

"You're not to bad yourself Mr. Curtis," I said deciding turn about was fair play.

"Me?" he said shaking his head.

"Yes you, with that rich hair, those expressive eyes, and full lips," I whispered hearing his intake of breath as I traced them with my finger.

"We should go to bed," I whispered as he nodded.

Bringing my hand to rest at my side we studied each other until we drifted off.