I'm not queer | ♡Johnnyboy♡

Back from the Movies

The screen shut off, everyone applauded and began to stand up. I slowly stand up and crack my back getting use to standing. I turned to my left where I saw Johnny sleeping in his chair. I smiled at this, he always had looked so cute when he was asleep- woah where did that come from? I ignored my strange thought and tapped Johnny on the shoulder. He grunts and opens his eyes slowly blinking a few times. "What?" He says annoyed that I woke him from his slumber. "Movies over." I say grabbing his arm and pulling him up.Johnny stretched his arms out and yawned. 

As we walked towards my house a big gust of wind caused me to shiver. I was wearing a purple t-shirt. The whole scenario reminded me of the night that Johnny and I ran away. I was wearing the shirt, it was cold as fuck and it was at night. As we walked I swear it just kept getting colder and Colfer. "You okay Pony?" Johnny asked making me snap out of my thoughts. "Yeah, just a bit cold, but we only have like 5 more minutes." Johnny nodded and started to pull off his jacket when I stopped him, "I don't need that, you'll be just the same as me once you take it off." I said, "Pony you've been shivering for the last 20 minutes. I think I'll be fine for 5 minutes. Also I have a long sleeve shirt on." He didn't listen to me and handed me his Jean jacket. I slipped it on putting my arms through the sleeves. I will admit the jacket did help.

We kept walking but it was silent. Johnny had this worried look on his face, "Whats wrong?" I ask. "Can I stay at your house tonight? I don't really want to deal with my parents tonight-" "Of course you can. You don't even have to ask you can litarly walk into our house at random, we don't mind." I assured him, the worried look disappeared on his face. Instead a small smile appeared on his lips. 

Eventually we made it back to my house. I opened the door with Johnny following behind me. "Hey guys, Johnny's staying the night." I say to whoever the hell was here. The entire gang basically lives in our house because Darry is the, "Mom". I get no response but I hear someone walking upstairs so I know someone's home. We walk upstairs into my- me and Soda's room, when I open the door and see somthing i would have never expected.

Soda was ontop of Steve and they were having a fucking make out scene. My eyes grew wide at this. "ACK MY EYES!" I Scream running out of the room taking Johnny with me. Soda jumped up and threw a pillow at me. "Get out!" He yelled slamming the door. I run back over to our room and pound on the door. "Don't even think about fucking in there! That's my bed too!" I shout pounding on the door. Silence. . .

I groan and look to Johnny who is cracking up. "I guess were sleeping on the couch tonight." I say, he nods. We walk downstairs where Darry is making a cup of coffee. "Why the hell are you making coffee it's 12 am?" I ask. "Why the hell arnt you asleep?" I asks back sassily. "Soda invited Steve over for a sleepover and were going to the couch." I explain. He nods and continues making coffee. "Yeah, sleepover." Johnny says smirking nudging me in the arm. "Well what did you want me to say? Oh Steve and Soda are fucking in our bed?" I ask sarcastically.

I grabbed a few blankets and two pillows, I put one set on the couch, and I put one on the floor. "You can have the couch Johnnycake." "No, it's fine I'll have the floor." He insisted. "Nah your getting the couch, besides they say sleeping on the floor is good for your back, and my back has been achin'." I said stretching. I don't know why but this time when I called him that nickname it made me feel weird when I said it. It made my stomach feel weird, like there were butterflys in it. 

I brushed this weird feeling off and laid down on the floor bed thing I had made. Johnny got onto the couch, "Night Pony." "Night Johnny." We fell asleep within seconds because of the late night.

Johnny's pov

Around 4:30 am I heard foot steps and a door closing quietly. I sat up slowly, getting use to my surroundings, I looked down at Ponyboy, except Ponyboy wasent there. I assumed I had heard him so I sat up, put my jacket on and put on my shoes and walked to the front door. I slowly opened it trying not to wake anyone else up and walked out to find, Pony sitting on the stairs, smoking a weed. 

"You okay Pony?" I asked startling him, "Jesus Johnny you scared the living daylight out of me." "You okay?" I ask, he nods, "Yeah, just couldn't sleep, got alot on my mind." He says inhaling the smoke and blowing it out through his nose. "Like what?" I ask sitting down next to him, "I- I think I'm going to confess to Cherry, I've liked her for a while now, I think. So I'm gonna go for it!" He said slightly smiling. A pain in my heart began to throb, I was happy for him, but at the same time I wanted to smack him and yell, "Are you out of your damn mimd!?" But I didn't. Instead I said, "I- I think it's up to you?" I shuddered since it was January and it was cold. 

"You think I should?" He asks, no I don't. "Yeah, whatever makes you happy!" I say smiling. Pony nods and stands up, "I'm gonna head back inside, you coming?"  "Nah I'm going to stay outside for a bit." I say, he nods and walks into the house. I lean against the wooden pole and sigh. "Why do I feel like this?" I groaned and punched the floor quietly, when I realized somthing, 

"I have a crush on Ponyboy."