It'd be an understatement to say that Ponyboy was clingy. Lucky for you, you were his "victim."

Ever since Ponyboy met you, the two of you started dating. He was possessive, if anything, staying by your side 24/7. It wasn't annoying; you were happy that he took comfort in you.

Now, you were at the Curtis' place, watching a movie in the rugged living room with Ponyboy. He buried his face into your chest, his arms wrapped around you. He was cuddling you tightly, but of course, you didn't mind it.

"Mine..." Ponyboy mumbled sleepily, refusing to loosen his hold. "All mine..."

He wasn't willing to share you.