WILD // Johnnyboy

°Ponyboy°

This is off topic, but for some reason the song I Spy reminds me of Two-Bit.

"Where's Pony?" I hear from the front door, it's Dally.

"He's in his room," Soda answers.

I hear footsteps approach and Dally opens the door. "Hey kid,"

"Hey Dal,"

"So you said you needed to talk to me?"

"Yeah, I uh-" I got up and closed the door. "I wanted to talk to you about Johnny," I say quieter.

"What about him?"

"Do you know..." I sigh and finally make eye contact with him. "Do you know if he likes boys or girls?"

Dally exhales and grins, "Little Pony has a crush doesn't he?"

"What?! No! I was...I was just curious,"

"About Johnny or your sexuality?"

"Dally!"

"Look man, I can't go off telling you over people's business, but I'll just tell you this. You're chances of just going for it and succeeding, are very high. Good luck." He leaves and I sigh and fall back onto the bed. I can't believe it, I don't know if I should believe it. I can't like Johnny, I'm a boy, that's not how it works. Or at least that's what people at school say.

"Hey Pony Johnny's here!" Soda yells. I get up and go to the front door to see Johnny there with a flower.

"H-hey Johnny, what's this for?" I ask pointing to the flower. He shrugs and hands it to me.

"I don't know, I sort of just thought that'd you like it," he answers.

"Thank you," I say. Steve and Soda were on the couch making kissy faces and sounds, and I gave them the death look. They both looked away and I pulled Johnny outside. "They're just being dicks," I say smiling shyly. He shrugs and smiles, and we begin walking off towards who knows where. "Johnny can I talk to you about something?"

"Of course,"

"Um, are you against gays?" Johnny looks at me surprised but shakes his head.

"No, why?"

"Are you straight?" My eyes widen at my own words and Johnny just stares at me.

"No. I'm not, do you have a problem with that?" He asks with anger rising in his voice.

"W-what? N-no, no, not at all,"

"Good, was that all?"

"I guess..." I quiet down, but after a few minutes of awkward silence I begin asking him more questions. "Do you like anyone?" Johnny stares at his shoes for a few seconds and nods.

"Yeah, I do."

"Do I know him?"

"Mhm,"

"What's he like?"

"He's....amazing, he's smart, handsome, he's a....he's a dreamer." Jealously took course and now I was curious about this guy.

"What's his name?"

"What's with you and all these questions?" He asks smiling.

"I don't know, I'm just curious...is it Soda?" Johnny laughs and shakes his head.

"What? No,"

"Dally,"

"I said smart didn't I?" I giggle and shrug.

"Is it Darry?" He laughs even harder.

"Ew no," I guessed a ton of guys we went to school with, some other greasers and I started running out of options. Johnny must've figured out I was jealous, because he started laughing at me and messing with me. "Two-Bit,"

"Nope,"

"Tim?"

"Not even close,"

"STEVE?!" I ask.

"Nope." I groan in anger and Johnny laughs. "I'm surprised you haven't figured it out yet,"

"How am I supposed to? I have no clue!"

"Fine, here's a hint, he lives in Tulsa," I roll my eyes and smack his arm and he giggles.

"Nice hint,"

"Okay fine this will narrow it down a bit, he's a greaser,"

"Okay...is it...Curly?"

"Oh my God Ponyboy," Johnny says rubbing his temple.

"I don't know!" I yell.

"This is the biggest hint I'm going to give you, and your final hint, okay?"

"Okay." Suddenly Johnny grabs my face and kisses me. Before I can even react Johnny pulls away.

"Answer your question?" He asks, I stare at him, and suddenly what Johnny had done had finally hit him. His eyes widen and backs away. "I'm sorry Ponyboy I didn't mean it," I didn't mean it? Tears fill my eyes and I raise an eyebrow.

"You didn't mean it?" I ask with my voice cracking. His eyes somehow grow wider and he shakes his head.

"Wait no, I did but I didn't, wait I did I just-"

I suddenly lean forward, grab his face and kiss him. He's frozen for a quick second, but wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer. I'm about to wrap my arms around his neck until it hits me, we're outside, anyone can see us. I pull away and Johnny looks confused.

"We need to stop," I say out of breathe.

"Why? What's wrong?" He asks.

"We're in public," I answer. He grins then grabs my hand.

"Well then come on," he pulls me away, and we start to go to the hill.

We're running and giggling, we're crazy, but we have each other, so it's okay. Once we're far enough, he pins me against a tree and we go back to kissing. His hands are on my hips and mine are on his cheeks. (Face.)

His lips leave mine and go to my neck, before he does anything I speak up. "No marks, what if someone sees them?"

"Then they'll know you're taken," Johnny says kissing my neck. Had I not moaned at that moment I would've argued back, but at this point there's no use.

Eventually our make out session came to a close and we both left each other hot messes. I was red in the face and had an endless supply of marks on my neck, and Johnny was out of breathe and his hair was a mess.

"So...does this mean..." Johnny trailed off.

"I didn't just make out with you for the past 15 minutes to tell you I didn't like you," I answer grinning. I was sitting up against a tree and Johnny was in my lap.

"So you really are my king?" He asks.

"Mhm, and you're my queen," I say wrapping my arms around his neck. He kisses me softly and smiles.

"I really, really like you Ponyboy." He says.

"I like you too, and I promise," I hold onto his hand and smile. "That no matter what I'll always be by your side."

"Then I promise that..." Johnny takes a look at my neck and grins. "That your neck will be occupied with hickeys." He says giggling, I roll my eyes and plant another soft kiss on his lips. Words can't describe how happy I am.