Jally

Peach Scone

Part two of hurt. Not really based on the song but sort of. Enjoy. Dudes I also dyed my hair indigo today. I really like it.

I took Johnny's hand in mine as we made our way down the street. He seemed to be lost in thought. I couldn't believe somebody would do that to him.
I sighed. "Hey Johnnycakes, where do you wanna eat?" I asked.
He snapped out of his daze, and glanced up at me. "Umm, there's a really good cafe a few minutes from here," he mumbled so quietly I could barely hear him.
"Ok kid, sounds good," I smiled down at him, and he gave a small smile back. "You lead the way."

We stood in line at the little cafe. It was packed, and as many times as I've passed it walking down the street I'd never noticed it.
"What are you gonna get?" I asked Johnny.
"A peach scone, they're my favorite," he said, looking at the ground.
Finally it was our turn.
"Two peach scones please," I told the lady working.
"Right away sir," she smiled widely at me.
Sir? I wanted to ask. I'm 17! I didn't smile back.
She grabbed two scones and stuck them in a bag, then handed it to me. "Have a nice day," she said with a wink.
"Mhm," I said, grabbing the bag from her, taking Johnny's hand in my other hand.
I fake gagged walking out of the cafe, sending Johnny into a fit of laughter.
"Gosh Johnny you're so cute," I told him, grinning.
"Aw shut up Dal," he muttered, smiling a little.
"Nope, you're a cutie and I won't shut up until you agree," I smirked.
"Aw heck man-"
"JOHNNY IS THE MOST ADORABLE BEING TO WALK THIS EARTH AND I LOVE HIM MORE THAN ANYTHING AND-"
"Alright! Alright!" He hissed. "I'm cute."
"Yeah ya are," I laughed. "Wanna go back to my house?"
"Yeah sure."

At my house I handed Johnny his scone, and a glass of milk to go with it. We curled up on the couch together, and turned on Mickey Mouse.
Johnny was right, the peach scones were really good. He rested his head on my shoulder, snuggling closer to me.
After about two hours of complete silence, I spoke.
"Johnny I know you don't wanna talk about it, but we can report him-"
He shook his head. "No. "I just- I just wanna forget about it..."
"Why?" I questioned. The soc had hurt him, and Johnny wasn't gonna rat the son of a bitch out for it.
"The soc has a lot of power. And besides, I'm a greaser. Who's gonna believe me anyway?" He whispered.
"I'll make em listen to you kid."
He just shook his head again. "It's ok now. I've got you," he said, snuggling up to me again.
"I love you..." I told him.
"I love you too... a lot."
"I won't let anybody hurt you again, ok? Never," I said.
"Thanks Dally." He yawned, and I realized how tired he must be. God knows he didn't get much sleep last night.
"I think someone needs a nap," I said in a sing song voice.
"Nooo," Johnny whined, giggling the tiniest bit.
"Come on you're sleepy." I hopped up, then picking up Johnny.
He looked absolutely startled as I carried him into my room. I sat him on my bed, and he looked up at me.
"Hang on, lemme find you some clothes to change into!"
I spun around to my dresser, pulling out an old T-shirt that was too small for me, and a ratty pair of sweatpants.
"Here ya go." I tossed him the clothes and started to walk out.
"Dally?" He said quickly, and I turned around. "Will you... will you stay with me? I mean, if you don't mind?"
My heart melted. "Of course. Get changed and then I'll come back in."
"Ok I'm done," Johnny called out a few minutes later.
I came back into my room and sat down on the bed beside Johnny.
"Lay down kid you need sleep," I told him.
He laid back on the pillows, and I pulled the blankets over him.
"Don't leave ok?"
"I'm staying right here," I told him.
"Hey Dally?"
"Hmm?" I asked, looking down at him.
"I'm kinda cold, will you lay with me?" His dark ebony eyes gazed into my soul.
I chuckled. "Of course honey." I climbed under the blankets, and Johnny was at my side in an instant.
"Thanks Dally," he murmured, closing his eyes and almost immediately falling asleep.
"You're welcome," I said, kissing his forehead, then closing my eyes too.