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// Daniel's Pov //

After Ponyboy finished crying and all of that, we got ready to leave for the movies. I grabbed some of the money that I saved up from working at the market and stuffed it all in my pocket. He comes out later wearing nice jeans and a sweater. I kept the clothes I had on originally because I somehow managed to not get them dirty. We stand by the couch and look at the clock before looking back at each other.

"What time does the movie starts Ponyboy," I ask.

"Umm last time I checked the movie started at 7:30 pm. But I like to watch the previews so my brothers and I usually get there early," he says softly.

I looked at the clock again to see that it reads 6:56. Turning back to him, he looks down at his feet. Is he alright? It must be that he hasn't been without his brother in a while, I would miss my brothers too. Maybe the movie will help?

"Come on Ponyboy, we can go watch the rest of the previews if we hurry," I say grabbing his hand and walking him over to the door.

He follows along with his head down. I open the door and walk out, closing it behind me. The movie theater is a little while away from here but I don't mind walking. It gives me time to think, time to plan. . . I somehow need to figure out how to make Ponyboy happy, I don't​ like seeing him sad.

Making our way down the hall, its dead quiet which is really odd considering that I have noisy neighbors. I walk a bit faster down the hall and stairs, finally leaving the building. I swear if I come back and its still quiet, im sleeping with a light on, no joke. . . My neighbors are scary, always yelling and bickering. To be honest, its really annoying but it worries me now. . .

We continue walking down the road in silence, with me looking at the scenery and him looking at his feet. Its nice out today as always but yet something seems off, seems wrong. . . While walking down the street, many  of the people there give Ponyboy and I dirty looks. Ponyboy seems to notice this and his face heats up in embarrassment. I look down to see our hands intertwined still and let go of his hand.

"Im sorry Ponyboy, it didn't mean anything," I say quickly, looking up to meet his eyes.

"Yeah, sure. No problem, it was nothing," he mutters sadly.

He walks away quickly with his hands balled up at his sides. I follow behind him slowly, wondering what I did wrong. Is he mad at me, it sounded like he was sad though. . . What did I do wrong for him to act this way? All I did was hold his hand. . .

Realization hit me like a truck and instantly I knew what was wrong. Well, I had two ideas of what was wrong with him. Option one, he was mad at me for holding hand because it would make people think he was gay. . . Option two, he was sad that I let go of his hand because. . . he liked me. . . Did Ponyboy like me like that?

We finally made it to the movie theater and pushed open the doors, walking up to the counter. I pulled out the money I brought with me and looked at Ponyboy questioningly. His face was so sad and it hurt me, I was the cause of that. 

"What movie did you want to see," I ask.

"Uh, that one," he mumbles pointing at the picture of it on the wall.

I give the money to the cashier that was there and she gave us two tickets to the movie. (A/n: Just insert a scary movie title) She tells us what room its in so we head over, the door is still open. Quietly, we head in and Ponyboy picks i seat up near the top. l sit next to him and direct my attention toward the screen. Ho does the same and stares at the previews that are on, a light smile on his face.

Soon, people started coming into the empty room and filling up the seats. The room that was empty has a lot of people. This boy and his group of friends sat behind us, chuckling. I had a bad feeling about them but decided to ignore it, it was probably nothing. The movie starts and the theater grows dark.

Scary music starts to play as the title screen comes on. The music gives off an eerie feeling and I slouch into the seat. I never was a fan of scary movies but I'll watch this one. The people behind us instantly started whispering and laughing.

Of course it bugged me but its not like I could do anything about it. They wouldn't listen to me anyway, they'd go off and ignore me. The boys behind​ us continued to make noises throughout the movie. FInally, it moved from random noises to them poking at Ponyboy and I. They poked Ponyboy and he turned around quickly.

"What are you looking at fag," one of them sneers.

"I'm trying to watch a movie so if you could quiet down Jack that'd be helpful," Ponyboy replies quietly, turning back around.

They continued to poke at him and say harsh words under they're breaths. We ignored them the best we could until one of them decided to do something stupid. Jack decided to dump his drink all over Ponyboy's head and he shrieked. Ponyboy jumped up and shivered. I have had enough at this point.

"Okay boys, that's enough! You had no reason to do that," I screamed.

"Well, what are you gonna do about it," he teases.

"Oh if we weren't in public i'd kick your ass," I said calmly.

"What? To protect your boyfriend," he says smirking.

I felt my face get hot and shook my head. 

"H-he is not my boyfriend," I stuttered.

"Sure gay wad, better go catch your boyfriend," he says.

I turned to see Ponyboy missing and ran out of the room. I stopped by the bathroom to hear soft cries. Slowly, I walk in there and the cries get louder. Finally, I stop in front of a stall and knock on it.

"Ponyboy, are you alright," I ask  softly.

"I-I wanna g-go home," he cries.

"Well come on, we'll go home and get you cleaned up," I say.

He opens the stall door and sniffles. He looked awful, all of his clothes were soaked, his hair was wet. He looked so uncomfortable. Wiping his eyes, he steps out of the stall and stands there. I step forward and give him a tight hug.

"Its alright Ponyboy," I say reassuring him.

I let go and start walking out of the bathroom. He follows behind slowly and sniffles again. Poor kid, he dont deserve to have a drink poured on his head. We walked back to my apartment slowly as he shivered from the cold. As soon as we got there, he took a shower and changed his clothes, laying on the couch.

"Night Daniel. . .," he says sadly.

"Night Ponyboy," I say walking into my bedroom.

// Authors Note //

I updated finally! I wrote all of this on my computer at school so. . . I hope you all enjoyed this. I'll see you all soon.

Till then, 

~ Stay Gold