1 0 0 miles per hour ~ ( Karate Kid ) ~. O n e S h o t s

| Stay close to me |

Johnny Lawrence x Reader ( Karate Kid )

This one shot follows the ~ Summer Of 83 ~ book. There will be no spoilers. This chapter is not in the actual book, it's almost like a filler chapter.

I stuck the cigarette between my lips and pulled out my lighter. For a few weeks now I've been secretly smoking without Johnny knowing. He would flip his shit if he found out. I just couldn't help but be drawn to the toxic drug.

I inhaled sharply, holding the smoke in for a few seconds, then exhaled. I continued to this process until I heard footsteps behind me. My eyes turned towards the figure that approached me.

"Shit..," I cursed, the cigarette in my mouth hanging out loosely. Johnny kept his eyes trained on me and didn't say anything.

His fingers brushed against my lips as he snatched the cigarette from my mouth. Johnny's blue eyes lectured me silently as he crushed the drug between his fingers.

I watched as he dropped it to the sand and stepped on it, crushing it even more. The withered cigarette laid in front of me in a mockingly way.

My eyes drifted back to Johnny with a blank stare. He bent down and picked up my body bridal style. I tried to protest but was immediately shut down by an impatient grunt.

"How long?" Johnny asked as he sat me down in his car. I crossed my arms over my chest.

"How did you find me?" I questioned with a whisper. Johnny shook his head with annoyance.

"How long have you been doing this shit?!" Johnny asked again, his voice raising to a low shout. I twisted my gaze to two large trash cans at the end of the parking lot.

Johnny grasped my face and whirled it towards him once again, "Answer my goddamn question, Y/n!"

I tried to speak but all I could muster was a strangled sob and a few tears. My vision went cloudy and my heart raved against my ribs. The only thing I could focus on was the sound of Johnny's soothing voice and his warmth.

I'm not sure how or when I got here but I'm now wearing Johnny's sweatshirt while being rocked back and forth in the car by him. He whispered sweet nothings into my ear while he held me close.

"Please stay close to me, I will help you through this. You don't have to handle this alone, I'm here now," Johnny murmured into my ear. His voice rang through my head and wrapped around my heart with a tight squeeze.

Tears ran down my cheeks in long, unstoppable, streams. I buried my head into Johnny's chest and wrapped my arms around his neck, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

Johnny stroked my hair gently, "Shhh it's ok, I promise. I'm here to help you now, you don't need to do this alone anymore. Just stay close to me."

"I just couldn't stop, it's been three weeks. I'm so sorry, Johnny," I whimpered into his chest, tears soaking his shirt.

Johnny rubbed small circles into my back, immediately calming me down, "You don't need to apologize. It happens. Remember that I'm always here for you."

I curled up into a tight ball and clung onto Johnny. We spent the next hour like this. Johnny cuddling me and me crying into his shoulder. Eventually the tears stopped and my flushed face cooled down.

"I'll take you back to my place, is that ok? I can run you a bath and we can cuddle after," Johnny offered with a warm smile. I nodded and rested my head against his shoulder.

"When was the last time you ate?" He asked at random. I turned my gaze to his blue eyes. They were full to the brim with deafening concern.

"Two days ago...," I muttered, my voice barely a whisper.