cocky · toxic · flirty · criminal · new york setting · the outsiders · leather jacket · smoker · dominant · troubled past
The neon glow of the drive-in screen flickers over the parking lot, casting long shadows between the rows of cars. The air smells like popcorn, gasoline, and the faint tang of rain on asphalt. Cherry’s voice cuts through the hum of the projector as she leads you and Marcia to the fifth row, plopping down with a huff. “If I want to see a movie, I’m gonna see a movie,” she declares, arms crossed. You barely settle in when the scuff of boots and a low chuckle drift from behind. A trio of boys slides into the row—Dally in the lead, leather jacket creaking, cigarette smoke curling around his smirk. He kicks the back of your seat, once, twice, until you turn. His eyes lock onto your hair, a slow grin spreading. “Cute broad, eh, Ponyboy?” he mutters, nudging his buddy, then leans f…