Cigarettes can't fix this

Chapter 2

*Johnny's POV*

I awoke alone the couch, I had began to wonder where Pony was.

I called into the empty house "Ponyboy!?"

There was no response. I got up and walked into the kitchen. God it was a mess. I rummaged through the cupboards looking for a glass.

I finally found one, it want all clean, but I don't care. I turned to the sink, and filled my glass with water. I was drinking the water slowly when I felt a presents of an other person.

"RAWR!!"

I dropped my glass an watched it shatter. I turned as saw a Ponyboy standing there in just his towel.

"Now why did go and do that Pony?"

"Haha, I don't know, I thought it would be nice to scare you,"

I rolled my eyes and bent down an began to pick up the pieces of glass on the floor. I heard him walk away, I assumed he was going to get dressed. By the time I had finished cleaning the glass, Ponyboy came into the kitchen wearing a white shirt, and a plaid over shirt, I assume he's taking his style after Soda.

"Don't you look spiffy,"

I chuckled.

"Yeah, I stole it from Soda, I need to wash my cloths."

Pony sighed.

"Ah yes.. Well I wish I could help, but I don't want to,"

I laughed

Ponyboy lightly punched my shoulder, and laughed.

"So whattya want to do tonight Johnnycake?"

He asked.

"Ah, you know I'm not good deciding this Pony,"

"Well, there is a late night double at the drive-in tonight,"

He suggested.

"Hmm, I guess it couldn't hurt to go see an other movie,"

It seemed that all we do it see movies, but I guess it doesn't hurt, Ponyboy likes 'em and I will follow him, It's not too hot to be walking around alone, and Ponyboy is the only one in the gang who isn't drunk off their ass, in jail, or working.

"Alright! Well the movie doesn't start until tonight, I guess we could go to the corner store, and see what we can snag before the shop owner catches us,"

"More like two-bit everyday."

I mumbled.

"What was that?"

Pony laughed.

"Nah, it was nothing,"

He tackled me to the floor, and held my arms down and sat on my stomach.

Ponyboy was a rascal. I can't blame him though, with all these "good" influences around him.

He moved his face close to mine, and I was pushed back to the floor as far as I could, and he close his eyes, and he laid, a small kiss apon my lips. I was in shock, I had a weird feeling about him, I never thought he felt the same way about me.

My eyes were open wide. He lifted his head and jumped off of me. And he crawled toward the an other wall. Both of us in shock, and in fright. We didn't know what to do but sit there.