Cigarettes can't fix this

Chapter 3

* Ponyboy's POV *

Johnny just sat there. In dead silence. I began to worry about what he was going to do.

"J-Johnny listen, I didn't mean to, I g-"

I got cut off from him

"Ponyboy, it's fine."

"I-I'm sorry man,"

"It's alright Ponyboy, I won't tell nobody."

"O-okay.."

I got up and walked towards him, I held my hand out to help him up off the floor. Thankfully he took my hand, I stood there right up close to him, he looked up at me. Our body's were pressed together closely, I leaned in for the kiss. But I stopped, I heard someone at the door, I turned away, and walked into the door way to see who it was good ol' two-bit.

"Hey two-bit!"

I yelled while motioning him to come in.

"Hey there little buddy, where Darry?"

"He's at work, what's up?"

"Ah, it's nothin' I was just going to see if I could crash here or the night, you see, my mom locks me out hen I'm gone all night gettin' drunk."

"Gee, well, I would let you but, Darry would probably rip me in two if I did,"

"Welp, alrighty then, see ya Pony! I'm going to find a place to stay!"

Two-bit turned and bolted out the door. I guess he must have something really important tonight if he needs a place to stay. Or he just want to get busted on boos.