"Where are we going?" I asked Johnny, biting my lip. 

He looked fantastic. He was wearing a white button up shirt with a blue blazer and black skinny jeans, as well as a pair of white high top converse. I was in love with his outfit. 

Johnny nodded at me, but still kept his eyes on the road. It wasn't very often that he'd drive, so he was a bit anxious about it.

"Somewhere," he started, giving me a wink. "I know that you'll love it." 

I sarcastically rolled my eyes. 

"Maybe, but I think I'd just love to be in the lot right now with a bunch of blankets and maybe some hot chocolate," I replied. He laughed. 

"Perhaps, but tonight, I want you to feel like the prince you are."

-

Johnny had put a blindfold on me, so I wasn't sure where we were. All around me there was darkness, and practical silence. I could hear the clanging of glasses, and the sound of light discussion, but I couldn't fit the pieces together. 

"Do you want to see where I took you?" teased Johnny. I nodded harshly. 

"Yes! Please!" I begged, wanting him to take the blindfold off. I felt his fingers touch the back of my head, undoing the fabric. 

I fluttered my eyes open, and immediately gasped.

In front of me was a beautiful restaurant, with white table cloths and dimmed lights. Candles were placed on each table, as well as bottles of champagne. Magnificent works of arts were displayed on the walls, and men and women wore their best clothing. 

"What do you think?" asked Johnny, taking his hand in mine. I felt warmth rush through my arm. 

He was holding my hand! I thought to myself. This has to be some sort of crazy dream!

"It's the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen!" I exclaimed, my eyes darting around. I was in absolute awe.

"Do you know what the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen is?" he questioned. I shook my head, gripping onto his hand. 

"No, what?" I replied. He gave me a sly smile.

"You," he stated. I felt my cheeks go bright read.

"I- I-, Oh my! I d- don't know w- what to say!" I stuttered. He giggled. 

"It's alright, Ponyboy. How about we get seated?" he suggested. I nodded my head, feeling like I was at a loss for words. 

We walked up the receptionist desk, hand in hand. 

"Do you have a reservation?" asked the woman. She was clearly Italian by the way she was talking. 

"Yes, we do," started Johnny. "Cade, for two please!"

The woman scanned the book in front of her, before smiling. 

"Ah, the Cade husbands! Please, follow me!" she exclaimed, leading us to our seats. I gulped. 

She thought that we were husbands? I thought to myself. I kind of like that.... Ponyboy Cade. 

-

I stared down at my food, feeling self conscious. 

I didn't want to be fat. 

Johnny must have noticed, because he jumped in. 

"Why aren't you eating, my love?" he asked me.  I shook my head.

"I'm too scared of gaining the weight back," I mumbled. He grabbed my hand from across the table, and brought it to his heart.

"If you won't eat for yourself, please, eat for me. Feel my heart, Ponyboy," he started, gazing into my eyes. "My heart beats for you."

I felt tears well up in my eyes. 

"That's the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me," I replied. He smile lightly.

"I care for you, deeply. I wouldn't want you to wind up in the hospital again," he stated. I thought about his words, and then nodded. 

I picked up my food, and began to eat, no matter how hard it felt for me right now. Even though I wasn't touching him anymore, I still felt like I could feel his heart.

His big, beautiful heart. 

-

Johnny had brought me home, and we were currently hanging out in my room, lying on the bed.

"Did you enjoy tonight?" he asked me, turning over onto his side. I bit my lip.

"I loved it," I replied enthusiastically. He smiled. 

Was it a date though? I asked myself. God, I sure hope it was. 

"Good," he started, before licking his lips. "I wanted our first date to be a success. I wanted you to be beyond happy."

I felt tears in my eyes. 

Did he just say that we went on our first date? Did he just say that he wanted me to be happy?

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, but I felt pleased and giddy.

"Well, it was," I said softly. We both sat up. 

Johnny looked at his watch.

"Well, it's getting late. I should probably head back home," he stated, standing up. I felt my heart race.

"Wait!" I began. "It's too late for you to leave by yourself. Why don't you spend the night with me?"

He stared at me for a few seconds, before smiling at me. 

"Would you really want me to stay here?" he asked, almost shy. I nodded. 

"Of course I would," I replied. "It would be nice to have someone hold me."

Johnny and I stared deeply into each other's eyes. I felt the heat radiating off of his body, and I felt my heart rate increase.

Suddenly, we closed the gap between us. I felt sparks fly. 

But, before I knew it, something awful happened. 

The bedroom door flew open.

"What the fuck!" yelled the voice. 

..It was all about to go to hell.