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Ponyboy's POV
Johnny and I continue down the sidewalk hand in hand. I start to kinda shake, it sure is a little chilly out here.

"You cold Pone?" I nodded. He stopped walking and let go of my hand, taking off his jean jacket off and putting it over my shoulders. I put my arms through the jacket, it fit me perfectly, almost like it was made for me. But at the same time it fit Johnny.

"Thank you Johnny." I say in a small tone, continuously blushing and smiling. He smiled back.

Johnny looks pretty nice without his shirt-I-I mean jacket. I felt bad I made him give it up, just for me.

Johnny's POV
"Dont worry hon-Pony, the sun'll be out a-any minute now," Did the word "honey" almost slip outta my mouth?

Oh God, I was blushing hard.

I actually had no problem with him wearing my jacket. He looked real hot-I mean nice in it. "You look nice in my jacket Pone." It looked better on him than it did me.

"Thanks Johnny."

I wanted to hold his hand again, I felt kinda desperate for the warmth of his hand. "Y-you wanna hold hands again?" I ask shyly.

"Nah, I think I'll put my arm around ya Johnnycakes," His arm went around my shoulder, bringing me close to him. This was even better than holding hands.

He pressed the side of his head against mine.

My heart was jumping.

"W-why's your face so hot all of a sudden?" The beat of my heart went faster.

Pony laid a hand on my cheek, I tried not to blush, but it was so hard when he was this close to me. This was one of the hardest things I could have ever done.

"I-I dunno." I had no words. In panic, I was only able to get out a few words. "M-maybe cause I'm worried about the socs," I acted scared, but he bought it.

"Oh Johnny, nothin's gonna hurt you," He pulled me into a short embrace.

"Not as long as I'm here to keep em outta our territory," I back away from the hug.

"Gosh Pone, you sure sound tough when you say that," We both chuckled, walking along the grass.

"I just wanna make sure they stay out, This is our side o town."

I smiled and put my arm around him. "Well Ponyboy, you really are protective. I'm just surprised I haven't hurt anyone." We strolled down to the park, finding a seat.

"You're too innocent to hurt anyone Johnnycake,"

I sat down on the bench with him, looking down at the ground. I could feel his eyes on me. I sighed and blushed lightly, smirking while turning my head to him.

"Boy Johnnycake, you dont ever plan on doin' it though, right?"

I kept the smirk on my face. "Can't promise you that,"

He slid back against the bench. "I sure hope you don't." I put my arm around Ponyboy, taking a good look at him and sighing. I turned my head and looked over at the dripping, saturated sunrise.
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A/N: If anyone gets that song reference, we are immediately best friends yo.

"You alright Johnny?"

"Yea Pone, I'm fine." I took my other hand, rubbing the back of my neck with it.

"Okay," he turned his head. We both looked at the big sun rising up and shining on all of the houses. I keep my arm wrapped around Ponyboy, slowly finding myself daydreaming of him.

"Wanna head home? To my place?" We made eye contact.

"Whatever you wanna do Pone, it's our full day together."

"Maybe I wanna stay out here, with you, a little bit longer." I blushed at his words.

"Sure Pony," He grinned. "We could stay out here for as long as you'd like."

Honestly, I wanted to stay with him a little bit longer. This moment felt too perfect to destroy.

Ponyboy's POV
Truth is, I didn't want to go back home because I wanted to be with Johnny. Plus, I said we'd have a whole day just for ourselves. I wanted it to be nice for him and I to spend.

I was really, really liking it so far. Anywhere and anything with Johnny was fun. I'm serious, he's everything to me. I have no clue what I'd be doing if he wasn't around. Probably getting wasted with either Two-Bit or Dally at some party.

"Pony, do you know if Dally's around?" That was the first time Johnny asked about Dally today.

"No, but I'm sure he'll come around sometime." I answered.

"Oh, well it's alright, we can find him later on."

"Yea, I guess so."

I disagree, I wanted Johnny all to myself which I absolutely love. Not that I didn't like hanging with Dallas, he's my buddy.

It's just, sometimes I like it better when its only me and Johnny around. I mean like in a way where the gang wont get all teasing and make fun of us holding hands or hugging or me blushing at the littlest things he does.

I really, really like it when Johnny and I hug or hold hands. It just reminds me that he still may be a possibility.

Look, I know it's a little selfish but I dont think Johnny's ever been in love. He sure ain't fell for anyone yet, that's what I know.

Now, I know it doesn't have a whole lot to do with Dally, but one reason I don't like him is that he's just so rough with Johnny sometimes. It's like as if Dally was born rough or something.

He tackles Johnny, which gets me anxiously upset. I know Johnny can't handle that, not calling him weak, but that's just not what Johnny does for fun.

He's different.

What fits my description of Johnny, hes so handsome, so loving, too sweet looking to harm anybody.

Still tuff though with that scar he's got on his cheek, his dark locks and those bangs falling off of his forehead. That's what makes him look dangerous though. He's just not that type of dangerous.

Johnny's only a boy in a jean jacket whos willing to do anything for anybody. He's too kind of a boy for even Dallas to be friends with.

Although Dally has no manners, we all still get along fine. But what disturbs me the most is Johnny seems to have so many issues at home, and he's still so pure by heart. He deserves so much better than that.

Why can't Johnny be accepted like he should be? My vision gets blurred, my eyes start to sting with tears as one slowly makes it's way down my cheek.

I bite my lip and try to keep quiet so Johnny won't hear me sobbing, but he's so close to me. I quickly yawn to make it look like tears were coming down on purpose.

I sniffed pretty loud on accident when my last tear came down. Shoot, he heard me. I felt his fingers brush my tears away softly. I sorta blushed at the sight of his face, but I had to make an excuse for the tears.

"Johnny, I'm only yawning," I smiled.

"You sure Pony?"

"Yea Johnnycakes, I'm fine." I was trying hard not to make an unsteady voice.

"Okay," he mumbled.

I took a deep breath, knowing it was a close call.

I stood up, grabbing Johnny's hand and giving him his jacket. "Here Johnny, thanks for letting me borrow it."

He took it and grinned. "Oh, thanks Pone," He put it back on and fit his arms through. I tugged on his hand.

"So, what do you wanna do Johnnycakes?" I swung our hands back and forth.

"I dunno Pone, what do you feel like doing?"

"You wanna head back to my house Johnny?"

He shrugged. "Sure Pone, whatever you want."

I smiled softly.

"What's on your mind Pony?" Possibilities. "Thinkin' about what the gang must be doin right now,"

He chuckled softly. "Heck Pony, I'm wonderin' the same thing."

"Two's probably gettin' drunk on all that beer while startin' on his third-no fourth cake."

Johnny shook his head funnily. "I bet so,"

I smiled softly and stood up to the door of my house.

There's laughter and inhumane noises being made from inside the house. I turn to Johnny, squeezing his hand tightly. We open the door, seeing a bunch of boys hanging around the couch and laughing at something.

"Hey guys! How was the date?" Steve shouted teasingly.

Two-Bit ran outta nowhere and scared Johnny, nudging his head. "Quit it Two!"

I sat down on the couch, eyeing Two-Bit. Johnny finally smacked his hand away from his head, the hit was quite loud. He backed away from Johnny. "Christ." Two-Bit slightly whined.

A small laugh escaped from my mouth.

Two then quickly scurried back to the floor with Steve and Soda. Johnny sat next to me on the couch, I patted his back.

"Nice work Johnnycake," I hold in another laugh.

He chuckled beautifully then turned his little head to the tv. "Ah, it's Mickey Mouse." I heard him speak lowly.

He's so adorable when he does that. I swear, I wanted to giggle because of it.

He focused on the tv for a few minutes. Which, gave me time to take in his stunning features.

Even though Johnny has that scar on his cheek, I always thought it looked pretty gnarly. He never thought so, but I did. He always just said it was a flaw that was never supposed to be there.

But as much as I would disagree and say it suits his tuff looks, he just sees it as an imperfection. I never saw it that way. To me, It shows how strong he is, even by himself.

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