// Ponyboy's Point Of View //

Johnny clutches my shirt tighter, letting out another sob. I rub his back lightly and pull him closer to me, trying to quiet him.

"I'm sorry Johnny. I'm so sorry," I mumble quietly.

"P-ponyboy. . . W-why does she h-hate us," Johnny asks in between his sobs.

"I don't know Johnny but we'll be going home soon," I say softly.

"H-how your dad h-hates me and k-kicked you out," Johnny says quietly, his sobs quieting down now.

"I'm gonna ask Soda to talk to him and let us move back in. Soda is a very convincing person," I say.

Johnny wraps his arms around me tightly and buries his face into the crook of my neck. I run a hand through his hair again and smile lightly.

The door opens and I look up slightly, seeing Soda walk into the room with a person behind him. The man sets two plates down onto the end of the bed and walks out.

"Hey you two," Soda says. "How you holding up Johnny?"

"Good," Johnny mumbles lifting his head up slightly.

Soda sits on the edge of the bed and ruffles Johnny's hair. Johnny whines and swats at Soda's hand, Soda laughing quietly.

Johnny shifts slightly and puts his head back into my neck and squeezes me tighter. I smile and giggle quietly and look at Soda.

"Soda, I was wondering if you could talk to Dad and see if he'll let Johnny and I back home," I ask hopefully.

"Yeah I can do that. Tomorrow I can have someone take us there. Be ready by," he says pausing to think. "Is three good," he questions.

"Three is perfect. We'll be ready," I say.

"Alright you two. I'll let you eat and get some rest," Soda says with a small smirk.

"Thanks Soda, bye," I say.

Soda walks out of the room and closes the door, leaving Johnny and I here. Johnny lifts his head back up again and moves out of my lap.

His hair was all messed up and I giggle at him, giving him a small smile. He reaches down and grabs the plates, handing one to me and keeping g the other one.

I pick up the fork that was on the plate and took a bite. It definitely tastes better than granola bars that we've had the past few days.

I glance at Johnny and he's taking small bites of his food, instantly getting more. I continue to eat my food slowly, finishing within a few minutes.

I set my plate down on the night stand and just sit there, leaning against the headboard and closing my eyes. I hear Johnny put his plate down on the other stand and I felt him grab me.

My eyes open as he pulls me into his lap, wrapping his arms around me. I smile lightly and rest my hands on top of his, leaning against him.

I feel his fingers mess with the bottom of my shirt and blush lightly, closing my eyes again. Johnny sighs quietly and I feel him press a kiss on my neck causing me to shiver slightly.

"Johnny. . .," I whisper.

"Yeah Ponyboy," he questions quietly by my ear.

"I-i love you," I mumble.

"I love you too baby," he giggles out.

He goes back to messing with the bottom of my shirt and pressing small kisses against my neck. I tilt my head back slightly and rest it against his shoulder.

After a few minutes I shift slightly and move so that I'm facing him, he has a small smirk on his lips. I smile at him and wrap my arms around his neck, my legs on either side of his.

"Johnny, is there something you want that you aren't telling me," I tease.

"Maybe," he mumbles quietly.

"Well what is it? I might be able to give it to you," I say.

"In that case. . . I want you," he whispers pulling me closer to him.

I giggle quietly and press my lips against his softly before pulling away slightly. He groans quietly and he has a frustrated look on his face, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Well Johnny boy, if you want me. . . You have me," I whisper by his ear before moving away slightly to look at him.

He chuckles and presses his lips to mine, pulling me impossibly closer to him. I press my lips against his, a small smile on my face.

He pulls away and tugs at the bottom of my shirt slightly, looking in my eyes carefully as if asking permission. I nod slightly and he pulls it up, pulling it over my head and tossing it beside the bed.

My face heats up as well as my ears, both of them turning cherry red. He runs his hands up and down my sides, a smile on his face.

"Wow," he says breathlessly.

"W-what," I question insecurely.

"Nothing. . . Your just so beautiful," he says softly.

He leans in and kisses my cheek softly before pressing his lips against my own. I kiss him back and pull him closer to me, sliding my hands up into his hair and tugging at it lightly.

He licks at my bottom lip and I open my mouth slightly, tugging at his hair more. He licks around my mouth, a small noise escaping me.

He pulls away with a small tug at my bottom lip, looking in my eyes. I move my hands out of his hair and move them down to the bottom of his shirt, balling the fabric into my hands.

He nods slightly and I pull his shirt up, him helping me a bit and pulling it off, tossing it with mine. My face burns more now, looking at his chest.

I bite my lip softly and continue to stare before finally looking back at him. He chuckles quietly at me and leans in again, kissing my neck gently.

"J-johnny," I mumble out quietly.

He pulls away slightly and moves me from his lap, setting me down next to him. Instantly, he moves and places his legs on either side of my own, looking down at me.

I look up at him shyly and smile lightly, letting out a nervous laugh. He leans down and presses his lips to mine, his hands moving to my sides.

I kiss back and he pulls away slightly, trailing kisses down my jaw and neck. Tonight was definitely gonna be a long night. . .