Word count: 1,504
Pages: 6
TW: Violence
Recap: How we met Johnny and the gang
Notes: Nothing, enjoy the chapter!
The smell of eggs and bacon fills the room as I cook breakfast for the gang.
"Mm, that smells amazing!" A voice says from behind me. I turn to see Two-Bit drooling. I chuckle.
"Good morning Two-Bit," I continue cooking as more and more boys fill up the living room until the whole gang is there. I hear lots of chatter and excitement, I rarely ever make bacon for breakfast. After lots of seasoning I finally finish the food and begin serving it. All the boys finish up their breakfast in a matter of minutes. Every boy thanks me for the food as I do the dishes. I get a few pats on the head and hugs. Until one boy comes up from behind me,
"Do you need help with that?" It was Johnny. I could get lost in his chocolate-brown eyes that matched his ruffled Brown hair forever. Just that almost convinced me to say yes, but I have better manners than that. I snap out of it and I realize I was just staring at him for a few seconds and quickly say,
"Thanks, but I got it."
"It's not big deal," He scoffs.
"Okay then," I say. I move aside as he cleans his own dish. Johnny has always been helpful and refused to let someone do anything nice for him. he gives me a small side hug thanking me for the food. Even after he leaves his hug still lingers around. I can't stop thinking about it as I finish up with the rest of the dishes. I find myself giggling a few times when someone taps on my shoulder. I almost drop a plate as I jump from fright.
"Jesus! You scared me," I shout. Ponyboy laughs with a suspicious glint in his eyes.
"What were you giggling about?" he smirks.
"I-"
"Johnny?" he guesses correctly. I shake my head while blushing.
"Yeah, you are. Don't lie" he teases. I gently shove him away.
"Go away," I joke. He laughs a little knowing he's right as he retreats to the group. Once I finish doing all the dishes I go to chill with the gang. I see an open spot on the couch next to Johnny and without thinking sit down. I catch a glimpse of Ponyboy and he is giving me a funny look while raising his eyebrows. I shrug it off and talk to the group. I soon decided I should take a shower. I excuse myself and go upstairs. I switch on the warm water and for ten minutes I allow my thoughts drift and I fantasize about Johnny the whole time, (since I really have nothing else to think about). After I finish showering, (and thinking about Johnny), I brush my hair and throw on some mascara. I wrap a towel around myself and go to my closet to find some clothes. I quickly slip on black Jean shorts and a baggy white shirt. Somewhat happy with my outfit I decide to leave it. I go downstairs and Sodapop notices me, then they all quickly greet me. I take back my spot next to Johnny. I listen to really crazy stories being told by the gang while Johnny stays silent. He randomly turns to me and asks me a question.
"Hey y/n, would you wanna go to a drive-in with the group tonight?" Johnny asks.
"Yeah, sure." I try to say casually but really I'm screaming on the inside. This shouldn't be a big deal since we always do this, but after I began developing feelings for him, it's been different. I run up to my room and freak out in privacy. I start getting ready when someone comes up to my room. I had just finished curling my hair when Dallas barged in.
"Um hello?" I say. He shoots me a devilish smirk.
"What do you want," I ask.
"You look beautiful." He walks over.
"Thanks, Dally," I say gratefully. The next thing he says set me back
"I know Johnny thinks so." Dallas says unexpectedly.
"Yeah right," I say confident. He scoffed.
"No seriously, he likes you. And Ponyboy told me you do too, so just kiss him or something." Without giving me a chance to react he walks out of the room casually. I only stand there looking confused. I continue getting ready while trying to convince myself it was all just a joke. (It didn't work.) In the bathroom I freak out a few times and thinking, He likes me?! Then quickly deflate and think, no of course not, Dallas was just playing a prank. A really cruel prank. Later at the drive-in, I sit by Johnny. He smiles at me and I smile back blushing hard. I get tired only an hour into the movie so I try to rest my head on his shoulder but he tenses up, I pull back,
"Are you okay?" He nods his head rapidly. Johnny has always been like this, nervous at any physical contact. I gently rested my head on his shoulder and only fully got comfortable when he eased up a little. Until we get interrupted.
I feel someone pick me up from behind. I scream but they cover my mouth. Johnny turns toward the Soc grabbing me.
"Get outta here ya greasers!" Out of instinct, I reach for my switchblade in my back right pocket. Then I see Johnny laughing as I clutch my switchblade. What is funny about this?! I turn my head only to see Dallas. I start laughing at myself out of reilef. Dallas releases me.
"Hey y/n!" Ponyboy walks up to all of us with popcorn. I wave casually.
"What's going on with all the ruckus?" He says shoving popcorn into his mouth while he talks.
"Nothing. Just Dallas being stupid," I say. "Like always" I sigh under my breath. I talk a little bit before I hear shouting. I turn my head to see a Greaser and a Soc shoving and yelling at each other. The Soc smashed a glass beer bottle over the Greaser's head. The glass bottle shattering over the Greaser's head. Pieces flying everywhere. The sound the glass makes when it smashes over his head, I know it all too well. I clench my eyes tightly. I can't help but going back to all the times my mother abused me using a bottle. How the glass doesn't just cut you, fiberglass gets in your eyes while you're stepping on glass pieces. I feel someone shaking me and I open my eyes. I didn't even realize I was crying.
"Are you okay?" Johnny asks me worried and the rest of the group surrounds me. I quickly wipe my eyes. Oh my god, this is so embarrassing, I've never cried in front of the group, only in front of Johnny when I was seven.
"I'm fine, are you?" I ask. He nods telling me he's alright.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Ponyboy asks me. I nod. We sit back down and continue watching the movie until I dose off. I wake up, my head in Johnny's lap and he's stroking my hair, looking at me instead of the movie. I don't move at all because I don't want him to know I woke up and then stop. I forget where I am and soon fall back asleep. The next time I wake up I'm in bed. Wondering how I got here I figured someone must've carried me. But who? I stand up knowing I should brush my teeth and get ready for bed. I quickly brush my teeth, feeling too lazy to floss them. I go to get a glass of water from the kitchen and see Johnny there.
"Thanks for carrying me to bed," I say, hoping it really was him.
"You're easy to carry so it wasn't a problem."
"I'll take that as a compliment." I joke. I look at the time on the microwave realizing the time is 2 am. "Why are you even up right now? I ask.
"I don't know, I guess I couldn't sleep." He replies.
"Same," I say. "Could you come to sleep in my bed?" I say instantly regretting it and feeling stupid. Expecting him to laugh his eyes widen and he answers,
"I don't wanna disturb you while you sleep." He stutters. I feel like an idiot now so I decided to not push it.
"Yeah it's fine, sorry I even asked that. Johnny just looks at his feet.
"If it'll help you sleep-then I guess o- okay " he says surprisingly. I hop in bed and make room for him. He hesitantly climbs in under the covers. I keep a respectable distance away from him to not make him feel uncomfortable. I feel so warm and safe that the only thing I can get out is,
"Goodnight." before falling asleep.
