I Think I Love You (Jally)

Chapter 10

Johnnys POV

"I need to talk to you.", I wispered to Pony as we were sitting on his couch.

Dally and I had finally arrived there after what had happened the night before, and that morning.

"I need to talk to you too, can you even make it to my room?", Pony asked me, clearly meaning the limp I still had.

I was gonna glare at him, but he didn't exactly know what was even wrong with me.

When Dally and I first arrived Darry, Soda and Steve were already had gone to work. Since it was Saturday Steve and Soda would be home soon, so we all just decided to stay at the Curtis's house until they got here.

Two and Dal of course were giving each other shit while Pony and I were just sitting quietly on the couch.

Pony was readin a book, I was playing with my fingers. Having more and more flash backs of last might run through my head.

Every feeling, and action wouldn't leave my mind.

I couldn't look at Dally the same because last night I loved every touch, every kiss, every breath and he well I didn't know how he felt. Yet I knew he enjoyed it, maybe not in the way I did but I knew he did enjoy it.

"Yeah, I can make it.", I told him, not needing to say much.

Dal and I hadn't told Pony and Two the true story on why I was limping.

Now Two did imply what he thought what happened, which in this case he was right. But Dal came up with the excuse that I had fallen on my way over here.

Two of course wasn't convinced by the excuse, but Dal gave him a "I will fucking kill you look" so he kept his mouth shut.

"How about we get Dal to atleast help you in there?", Pony said getting Dally's attention.

Dal shot his head up in confusion on to why we were saying his name.

"What?", he asked.

"Can you help me get up? Pony and I wanna go to his room so we can talk.", I explained to him quickly.

This made him smirk to himself but it was quickly gone before anybody else noticed it.

He nodded his head yes, knowing this was all kinda his fault. Yet I would never blame him, if I didn't want it I would have said no.

He wrapped his arms under my arms so I wrapped my arms around his neck.

Then he lifted me up so I was now standing up on my two feet.

I began to walk forward, only causing myself to limp the rest of the way there.

Finally reaching Pony's room I went straight to his bed sitting down and he closed his door.

"Okay so were gonna talk about the real reason that you can't walk right?", he asked me while making his way to the bed.

I blushed at the real reason on why I couldn't walk, and debated on telling him the truth.

Pony's my best friend and all, but I think this should just stay between Dally and I.

"Okay, the real reason is because I fell, but Dally kinda tripped me in a way so he didn't wanna say the real truth was because he tripped me. So he just said I tripped on my own."

Pony rolled his eyes knowing it wasn't the truth, but took the answer because him and I needed to talk.

"What did you need to talk to me about?", I asked him trying to get the topic on him and off of me."