𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐒. ( 𝘫𝘰𝘩𝘯𝘯𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘺 )

Hearts and Halos // Chapter Eight

// Johnny's Point Of View //

"Y-you like me," I question, loud enough for him to hear me.

"Yeah," he replies softly. "I-i know you p-probably don't like m-me that way though. . ."

I hear the shower turn off and he sighs quietly. He reached his hand out from behind the curtain and I grab a towel, placing it into his grip and he pulls his hand back.

The only thing I could hear was the slow pace of dripping water. I did like him but I didn't really know what to say about it.

He steps out of the shower, the towel wrapped around his waist and he looks sad. His hair was pressed against his forehead because of how wet it was, it made him look much better than he already did.

"P-pony-."

"I have to get ready for school, just follow me and be quiet," he says cutting me off.

I listen to him and just shut my mouth, following him as he walked out and went down the hall to his room. He closes the door behind us and I sit on he bed, right by the wall, closing my eyes and covering them.

He quickly changes and taps my shoulder, letting me uncover my eyes and open them. My eyes widen and I look over his appearance, taking in how his clothes looked on him.

"W-wow," I mumble, feeling my face heat up.

"W-what," he questions quietly. "D-do I look that b-bad?"

"N-no," I say shelling my head. "Y-you look that g-good. . ."

"R-really," he said with a small grin.

"Of course. A-and Ponyboy, can I finish what I was trying to say earlier," I ask.

"S-sure," he says hesitantly. "G-go ahead. . ."

"I like you too," I say confidently. "And I'm not just saying that cause you like me. I'm saying it because I really do like you, a lot," I say with a grin.

"Y-you do," he asks. "Y-you like me?"

"Of course I do. What's not to like?"

He chuckles and I grin more before biting my lip to look at him. He sits on the bed in front of me and smirks lightly.

My face heats up even more and he moves closer to me. He moves slightly and ends up sitting in my lap, wrapping his arms around my neck.

I start getting nervous and wrap my arms around his waist. He leans in by my ear and I shiver slightly.

"Will you be my boyfriend Johnnycake," he whispers.

"Y-yeah," I mutter out. "I-i'd love to."

He pulls away slightly and grins at me, pressing a kiss on my cheek. My blush darkens and he leans in again, pressing his lips against mine.