Drunk love, a sequel - Johnnyboy

Chapter 15

I was having a good time recently. I fully moved out of my parents house and moved in with the Curtis family. Ponyboy and I barely had problems, except for one.

Grief.

We all had realized this feeling was going to stay with us forever, and that there were no way of stopping it.

Steve and Ponyboy was the worst out of all of us.

"Babe, I'm sick," Ponyboy whispered against my neck. "I know. We all are." I said back, shutting my eyes. "I just. . . miss him so much." He groaned, switching into another position.
"We all do."

I was getting sick of it - not the fact he was grieving, but the fact that it's all he ever talks about. Then, I realized, it's all he's ever thinking about. I immediately felt bad, and decided to do something about it.

"How about we go out tonight?" I suggested, smirking and opening my eyes. I turned to look at Ponyboy, who was clearly thinking about it. "Okay. Nowhere fancy, though." I giggled and nodded. "I know, I know."

He smiled and kissed my cheek, rubbing my naked thigh. "I'm going to go. . . eat, okay?" I said, stretching and standing up, pulling on some pants. He nodded as I left the room.

"Darry, you don't get it! Eggs are a menace to society, right, Steve?" I heard Two-bit arguing. I chuckled to myself and shook my head, walking into the kitchen. "Yeah. Darry, you should let me and Two-bit here," I stopped to think: Ponyboy should give him grammar lessons. ". . . handle the food around here." I giggled and waved to them.
"Hey, Darry? Mind if I take Ponyboy out tonight?" I asked politely, sitting down on a stool. "Okay. Need money?" He asked, casually. I shrugged. "Maybe like. . . twenty? Is twenty dollars okay?"
I heard him sigh and reach out into his pocket, opening his walled up, handing me twenty dollars. I smiled and shoved it into my pockets.

"Gee, thanks, Darry." He nodded and walked into the living room. Steve and Two-bit were staring at me. "What?" I asked, bitterly. "Need help?" Two-bit smirked and winked. I sighed and smirked, nodding. "Okay. What kind of date?" I bit my lip, thinking. 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘺. I looked up and giggled. "He doesn't want to go anywhere nice, so maybe a picnic. Any tips?"

"Do you know how to drive?" I shook my head. "No, why?" Steve smirked and winked at me. "I'll teach you."

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After four hours of complete nonsense and chaos, I had learned how to drive. "Good going, kid." Steve patted my back and shoved me along, closing the car door. I felt proud of myself.

I wasn't as smart as the other kids - it took a lot to get one simple thing through my head. But, when I did learn, I was really smart at any topic.

Finally, it was time to set the picnic up.

Steve had me drive down to this little park where no one had visited, because of how far it is from town. But, it had a great view of the sunrises and sunsets. 

We had set down the blankets, and I stayed there to set the food down as Steve was gone picking Ponyboy up.

We was going to lend me his car, for some odd reason. I'll find out why later.
Steve was walking back home (which I'm sure will take an hour) as Ponyboy was walking up to me. I smirked and bit my lip, seeing how handsome Pony looked in a light green suit. It really brought the colour of his eyes out. He came up to me and giggled. "This looks nice. Thanks, Johnny." He whispered, looking around. "Why the car?" I shrugged. "Steve told me to keep it for the night." He rolled his eyes and smirked. He kissed my cheek and sat down on the blanket, staring at the baskets.

"I brought a chicken salad," I giggled out. "Yeah? What about the spaghetti and three pickles?" I laughed and opened up a bowl of fruits. Pinapples, apples and watermelon. (Though, I don't even like apples.) I took a slice of pineapple and shoved it in my mouth, chewing on it and finding the salad. I handed him a bowl of half of the salad and gave myself the other half.

After we were done eating and chatting outside, we placed our leftovers in the car and we just sat in the back of the car.

"Thanks for doing this, baby," Ponyboy whispered, smiling. I nodded and threw my head back. "Of course. Although, I went through hell learning how to drive, it was worth it." He laughed and leaned himself against me. He kissed my neck and I smiled. today went well, I thought. Not bad, Steve.

Not bad at all.