Im gay.

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Johnny's POV
"We still on for the beach tomorrow with the gang, Johnnycake?" Dally broke the silence. I smiled
the nickname. I had spaced out thinking about how thinking about how I can come out to Dally. I had just came out to the gang. Darry, Soda, and Steve were the most supportive while Two-bit and Ponyboy called it, said I liked Dally too. "You okay, Johnnycake?" I snapped out of my thoughts.

"Yeah I'm okay, Dal." He knew other wise. I smiled. "Dal, can you come stay over? I don't wanna be alone tonight." I begged, not much but a little bit. I smirked. "I also wanna tell you something." I added. The smirk still being shown on my face.

"Stop, I know that smirk! It's not gonna be good." Dally joking. It wasn't that funny to me. "But yeah, I'll be over in an hour." Dally smiled a half smile. "That okay?"

"Of course, Dal." I bet he already knew my answer, he just wanted to confirm. He could be an absolute jerk, but not with me. It was different. When I was brought into the gang, Dally had found me after I had been kicked out the first time. He cared, but I also looked like a train wreck. "I love ya, Dal." I almost ended my life, right then and there. But he smiled.

"Love ya too, Johnnycake." Dally ended the call. As much as I wanted him to come over, since my parents left for a few weeks. I also wanted to think. I had time, just not enough.

~time skip(hour)~

*knock knock*
Dally, was already here. I needed to tell him soon. I opened the door, he had his blonde hair not so greased back and had a leather jacket on with ripped jeans. "Hi, Johnnycake." Dally half smiled. I opened the door.

"Come in, Dal." He came in and plopped down on the couch. He looked at me and patted the spot next to him. I sat near him. We talked for a bit about the beach trip. He knew I was excited. "Dal?"

"Yes, Johnnycake?" Dally smiled.

"The thing I wanted to tell you was I'm g-g-gay...." I looked down. I had caught a glimpse of his face, shocked as expected. I ran my hand through my greased hair. I got up, before I could walk away Dally grabs me. Then, sitting me on his lap. I look at him. "Dal? Please say something." I plead a little while dropping my head to his chest. He rubs my back, soothing me. I feel asleep, thinking of kissing Dally.

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