Hearts in the Deep (Johnnyboy)

Chapter 1: Drunken Love

-Ponyboy's POV-

It was just a normal day at home. It was the first day of summer too. I sat on the couch reading a book with my reading glasses on. 

"Alright, well Pony, I'm headin' off to work! Darry already left earlier. You'll be okay home alone right?" Sodapop said slipping his DX jacket on over his white t-shirt. I looked up from my book at him, nodding my head. 

"Yea, I'll be just fine. You head off to work now, and don't have too much fun without me!" I laughed, grinning at him. He smiled at me. His Hollywood model smile that everyone loved. He's truly the greatest brother anyone could ask for. 

"Yea, yea. See ya kiddo." He ruffled my hair as he begun to walk out the door. "Hey! You're lucky I just washed the grease out!" I glared jokingly and he laughed. 

"You'll live kid. I really gotta go now, bye love ya!" Sodapop said as he walked out. 

"Whatever, love ya too, Soda!" I called out after him before turning back to my book, fixing my reading glasses. Gone With the Wind. Johnny had gotten it for me. I continued reading, 'I'm going away tomorrow for a long time and I fear that if I wait till I return you'll have married some one else with a little money. So I thought, why not me and my money? Really, Scarlett, I can't go all my life waiting to catch you between husbands.' Just then the door bursted open, making me jump as I look over to see what the cause was. I looked over just in time to see Johnny collapse to the floor.  "Johnny!?" I panicked as I placed my book down, rushing to his side. 

"Ponnnnnyyyyyyy.. hiiiiiiiii..." Johnny slurred. He was drunk. That was very unusual of him considering his parents. I was confused as I helped Johnny up. He leaned onto me looking me in my eyes. I could smell the alcohol in his breath. 

"Johnny what happened..?" I walk him over to the couch and sat him on it. I looked down at him. Was he drugged? He doesn't ever drink alcohol. I was worried for him. 

"Mmmm.. Ponyyy.." He looked up at me as he pulled me down on top of him. 

"Wh- Johnny.. You're drunk. Let me go.." I muttered as I attempted to get up. I needed to get him some water and pain meds as well. 

"Noo.. stayyy.." 

"Johnny.." 

"Pleaseeee.." 

"Fine." I sighed, "Can you at least let me help you first..?" 

"Okayyyy.." He let go of me so I was able to get up. As I do so, he grabs my hand. "Promise me you'll come backkk.." I looked at him with his puppy brown eyes. God. 

"I promise." I stated, smiled gently at him. 

"Thank you pretty boyyy.." He smiled drunkenly, and let go of my hand. I turned red at his statement and turned away walking to the kitchen. 'It's fine. He's just drunk. He won't even remember it in the morning.' I sighed grabbing a glass, filling it with water, and leaning over grabbing some meds from the cabinet. I took the water and medicine back out to the living room. I walked out to see Johnny laying on the couch staring at the ceiling... counting something? 

"Johnnyyyy.. Sit up please.." I hummed, sitting the water down on the coffee table. Johnny looked over at me, and then attempted to sit up by himself. I chuckled as I helped him sit up, and I handed him the pills. He put them in his mouth, grabbing the water, and chugging it all. Johnny put the glass down, and grabbed me again pulled me down on top of him again. 

"You look so pretty with those glasses onnnn.." Johnny gently caressed my cheek. "Pretty boyyyy..." I couldn't help but redden at the comments. 

"Shhh Johnny.." I looked at him, placing my finger on his lips. He hummed in response, and laid  down, pulling me down with him on top of his chest. He started to play with my hair. It was soothing. 'Wait what is this.. I don't like him, do I? No. I can't. He's a boy. That's weird. He's my bestfriend. Plus, he's drunk, he'll regret what he did if he remembered.' I snapped back to reality as Johnny pulled me closer by the waist. I just laid there on his chest, I was comfortable so I didn't mind. 

I heard Johnny mumble something and I looked up at him confused, because I didn't hear what he said, but he was asleep. He'd just passed out. I decided to go to sleep too since it was late.

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