WILD // Johnnyboy

•Johnny•

It's been two months since Pony and I started going out, and it's a secret. Obviously Dally wouldn't care, but we really don't know about the rest, so for now, we only show affection behind closed doors.

I knock on Pony's door and he smiled when he opened it. "Come on in, no one's home," he says. I come in and sit down on the couch and he sits beside me. "What do you want to do today? We could stay home, go out, whatever you want."

"Let's stay home, I just want to be with you," I answer. Pony smiles and kisses me softly. He pepper kisses my cheeks and neck and it's sort of ticklish. I begin giggling as he continues to kiss my neck. He travels back up to my face and then kisses me again, I lay down on my back while Pony is on top of me.

He pulls off his shirt and unbuttons mine. I grab him and pull him back down, while we're kissing, his hands travel up and down my sides. He leaves a few love bites on my neck but I don't mind.

He reached for my jeans when we heard a car pull up from outside. "Oh shit," Pony said. He gets up and looks through the window and he freaks out. He throws me my shirt and puts his on. I put my on and as soon as I finish the door opens with Soda, Darry and Steve coming in. They were talking about something when suddenly Steve stares at me and raises an eyebrow

"The hell is on your neck Johnny?" He asks. My eyes widen, the hickeys. I take a glance at Pony who's shaking his head and I smile.

"I have a girlfriend," I say.

"Oh really?" Soda asks.

"Yeah, her hickeys are worse," I say. Which is sort of true, I may not have a girlfriend but Pony has more hickeys on his neck and chest, but he covers them up.

"What's her name?" Steve asks.

"Callie," I answer.

"Callie? Callie who?" Soda asks.

"I don't know, I hit a home run before I knew her first name," I lie, I wanted to throw up at the lies I was telling. Pony and I wanted each other, but it wasn't just about sex or making out, we care about each other.

"All right Johnny!" Steve yells high fiving me. I put on a fake smile as they cheer me on. From a famous quote of first graders, "Girls are icky." They finally leave to go do their own thing around the house and Pony pulls me outside.

"What's Callie like?" Pony asks grinning as we walk.

"She's around your height, she has short brown hair that she bleached to be blonde. She has grey eyes, and she loves reading." I answer.

"Oh really?" Pony asks grinning.

"Yeah but, my love belongs to you, no one else." I put my arm around his shoulders and he looks around then gives me a quick kiss.

"Come on," Pony says pulling me to our usual spot, which has changed from the lot, to the hill. Pony sits against a tree and I sit in front of him, my back against his chest, my hips between his thighs. He wraps his arms around me and rests his head on my shoulder. "I love you so much," He says suddenly. We love each other, but we've never actually said it.

"I love you too," He kisses my neck and goes up to my cheek. We relax and watch the sunset as Pony kisses my cheek, neck or ear.

Eventually it got dark and Pony rubbed my side, "I think it's time we head home," he says. Weekends I just spent at his house but for the weekdays I stay at hell hole that is my house.

We walked home and though we  aren't able to hold hands Pony kept an arm around my shoulders. When we got there it was the same as usual, Two-Bit was drunk off his ass watching TV, Darry was in the kitchen, Dally was God knows where, and Soda and Steve were arm wrestling.

We watched TV for a bit with Two-Bit, he was sitting on the floor so we got to sit on the couch. I felt something go against my shoulder but I didn't take my eyes off the screen until Steve spoke up.

"Ooh does Callie have some competition there?" Steve asks laughing pointing at me. Soda laughs and I look at my shoulder, and Pony was asleep there.

"It's not funny," I say. I get off the couch and Pony's body and head fall onto the couch. I pick him up and go to his room. I lay him down and undress him like how he usually falls asleep. I pull off his pants and throw the covers over him. I throw his jeans to the side and I was going to go back to the living room, but he wakes up.

"Johnny?" He asks yawning.

"Hm?" I ask.

"Are you already leaving?" He asks sleepy.

"N-no,"

"Come lay down," he lifts up the cover and I lock the door just in case someone comes in. I lay down next to him, and he pulls me closer to him. "Goodnight, I love you."

"I love you too," I say relaxing in his arms. He kisses me softly then drifts off to sleep. I could spend the rest of my life with this boy if I could. Obviously we're not going to get married, we're gay we'll get killed before he could propose, and he's still 14 and I'm 16. So I can love him, and he can love me, but we'll never get the freedom out here like we do at the hill.

A/N: Hey guys, I'm sorry about this chapter but trust me the next will be a lot more interesting. I have a big tournament for softball which hours away from home, so the next Chapter will be on Monday or Tuesday.