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•~Amelia's P.O.V~•
"Mhm," Johnny said, taking a bite of his oatmeal with cinnamon. The gang used to say that Johnny ate cinnamon with a side of oatmeal because of the amount of cinnamon he used.

Randy was talking to him about his company, which I knew that Johnny could care less about. Johnny and Randy had been getting along well, Johnny still didn't care for him but he could tolerate Randy.

I was five months pregnant now, and in three months I would go on maternity leave from my newly acquired job. I was working at a popular café and Johnny worked at a Dairy Queen around the corner.

My parents had already done more than what I asked them to do. My Dad gave into my Mom and said she could turn the guest room into a nursery.

Mom paint the walls a light purple and used the crib she kept from when Bob and I were babies. I had to admit, it was a nice nursery even if I didn't want her to make one in the first place.

I laced up my shoes before I pulled my hair into a ponytail. I was debating on whether or not I should cut my hair into a bob again. I liked it that way, as did Johnny.

"Okay, I'm gonna head out," I said, grabbing my keys from the table along with my purse.

"Cya, Amelia," Randy said, giving me a small wave. Johnny nodded in my direction. I gave them both a small smile before I got into my car.

Johnny and I had been trying to work things out. We weren't together or anything, but we were talking. I wasn't sure why we started arguing so much, and part of me wondered if we didn't need to be together. More of me yearned to be with Johnny.

He was my first love, and I was convinced he would be my only love. I wanted nothing more than to hug and kiss him. To hold his hand and cuddle with him as I slept. Johnny thought that our arguing was my escape to finally get out of the relationship.

That's what he told Ponyboy. I remember coming home from work late, and everyone seemed to be asleep. The phone rang and I reluctantly answered it. It was Ponyboy and he told me everything that Johnny had said.

I couldn't bring it up to Johnny, because it was information that he told Ponyboy. He might not ever tell Ponyboy anything if he figured out he told me.

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I came home late again, exhausted. Who knew that people would want coffee at two in the morning? I put my things away before I went upstairs and got dressed in a pair of pajama pants and a sweatshirt.

I tried to be as quiet as possible, guessing that everyone was asleep and I didn't want to wake them up. I was glad I'd have tomorrow off and I wouldn't have to deal with bitchy middle-aged women who complained about everything.

"Amelia?" I gasped, jolting up in my bed. I saw Johnny, standing in my doorway.

"You scared the shit out of me, Johnny." I sighed, running my fingers through my hair.

"Sorry." He whispered, stepping inside my room. He stood there, awkwardly, fiddling with his fingers.

"Johnny, what's wrong?" I asked, holding in a yawn.

"I haven't been able to sleep." He rubbed the nape of his neck, glancing at me and then the floor.

"I can get you some melatonin from downstairs." I started to get up.

"It's not that. I feel tired but I just..." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"Then what is it?"

"I can't fall asleep without you." We locked eyes for a moment. I wanted to sleep with Johnny, but would that mean he would think we were together. Or that we didn't need to work on our arguing anymore?

"Would you want to..um sleep with me?" He nodded, shyly. "C'mon, I'm tired." He walked over to the left side of my bed and laid down beside me.

"Thank you, Amelia." I hummed in response, too tired to form the words 'you're welcome'.

Johnny hesitantly wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his head just above mine. I didn't pull away. I rolled over so I was able to put my face in the grove of his neck. I started to drift off into sleep when I heard Johnny speak.

"I know that we're still working in things, but I miss you, this, I miss this." He whispered.

"I miss you too, Johnnycakes." I sighed, my eyes feeling heavy. I felt Johnny press his lips against my forehead before I drifted into a deep sleep.
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A/n: I finally arrived in South Carolina! Idk if I'll be able to write much because I'll be at the beach most of the time. I promise to write and post as much as possible! Have a good morning/afternoon/night! Love you guys!
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