Moonlight || johnnyboy||

Chapter 2; joking

"There *he* goes again
Racing through my brain."
Sixpence none the richer

||Johnnys POV||

      I walk to ponys room to change into one of his shirts. Im not sure why he wants me to change so bad but, he wasnt wrong. My shirt was soaked from trying to clean off the blood stains from earlier.

      I looked around for a red shirt that way if my nose started bleeding again, it wouldnt stain anything too bad. After findings one fairly quick, i put back all of the other shirts neatly in his dresser. I find Pony's jacket hanging on his door knob. I grab it and set it down on his bed.

      I quickly take off my black shirt and slip into the red one. It sorta smell like cigarettes and it's oddly comforting for me. Im not sure why. I put on his jacket over top and leave it slightly unzipped.

     I walk back into the room. Everyone is noisy again. I don't mind. I look over at Darry on my way in, who's sitting in the arm chair, reading the newspaper. He's such an old man even though He's only 20. It's sorta funny. Soda and Steve are arguing about something that nobody really seems to know. And Two-but is almost passed out drunk but, somehow watching the TV.

      I sir down next to ponyboy. He looks at my—or his—shirt and rolls his eyes as he smiles and shakes his head.

     "What?" I ask in a defensive tone as i smile back.

     "I wont mind if you get anything on my shirt, you know." He responds as he continues to watch the TV, still smiling.

     "Yeah, yeah." I roll my eyes.

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     Everyone hangs out with each other—Except Two-bit he's in his own little world at this point. After a while, steve and soda end up quitting whatever they were doing and sit on the floor in front of us to watch TV. But, instead of them staying quiet and paying attention to the show, Soda, Ponyboy, and steve all started to talk with each other.

     I just listened to them but all they were doing was talking nonsense. I think Two-bit was trying to join the conversation but he ended up passing out cold after 5 minutes. Man, it was funny.
    
     Every couple of minutes, Pony's leg would brush up against mine. I acted like i didnt notice it but for some reason i kept getting all jittery. I knew he didnt mean anything by it but, i kept getting more and more flustered each time.

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     After a couple hours or so, everything started to quiet down. Two-bit was taking up half the couch, steve had left for his place, soda went into the room he used to use before him and pony started sharing a room, and Darry went to bed. Man, i was gettin' tired. I think Pony noticed.

     "Do you want to sleep in my room tonight?" He asked me. "I dont think it'd be too comfortable with Two-bit." Pony added.

     "Yeah. Im gettin' tired anyway." I responded. "Two-bits snoring probably wont help none." I say. My eyes became heavier than they were before. Ponyboy smiled and stood up. He look at me as if he was waiting for me to get up too.

     Im not sure why, but i didnt. He held out his hand for me.

     "C'mon." He said i shut my eyes and grabbed his hand. I stood up but once i did, i didn't let go of his hand. And neither did he. My eyes were still shut so, i couldn't see what he was doing. We walked to his room.

     On the way in, i think he forgot my eyes weren't open so i ran into the door frame.

     "Fuck! Ow!" I shouted. I had stubbed my foot and hit my head on the door. It hurt too. I opened my eyes again.

     "Sorry! Sorry!" He said quickly. He was smiling and looked like he was about to start laughing.

     "Stop laughing at me!" I shouted again. I held my forehead.

     "Sorry." He said, stretching it out in a joking tone. "Youre gonna wake up darry." He said, laughing.

     "Good maybe then he'll get you to stop laughing at me." I respond sorta sassily.

     "Im sorry!" He said back. He looked like he was trying to shut himself up.

     Good.

     I walked into the room and shut the door behind me, being careful not to close it too loud. I take off his jacket and place it back on the door knob. As i turned around, Ponyboy sat on his bed.

     "Are you okay though?" He asked.

     "Im fine." I answered. When I turned back around to face ponyboy, he was already staring.  We both ended up looking at each other for a moment. I could almost feel my face getting red.

     "Um. Thanks for letting me borrow your clothes." I say, disrupting the silence and breaking eye contact. I look down at the clothes i had on with a smile.
    
     "Its no problem, Johnny." He said. When i looked up, I noticed he had a slight blush on his face too. I smile at him again and walk over to the bed.

     I dont know why but ive been smiling way more around Ponyboy than i normally do. I wonder if he noticed.

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