A/N : Sorry for taking long -_- I was crazy busy with school stuff :/ Also, Dally acts a little different (like softer and stuff) when he's giving Johnny advice, because he's a little buzzed XD and just cause he wants to help Johnny :3 R&R !

EPOV

I woke up and opened my eyes. I closed them tightly when I suddenly noticed the sunshine practically burning my eyes. I really didn't feel good. I had a slight headache and my stomach felt a bit queasy. I looked around me and realized I was in Jill's room. Huh. Wha- Oh. Oh no. No,no, no, no! I couldn't remember what happened last night! Oh, God. I probably made a fool of myself. I groaned loudly and threw my head back down on the pillow. My life was over.

"Good morning!" Jill exclaimed as she busted in. I looked up at her and frowned. She always woke up early and got stuff done. Not me. I love sleeping and it would take a lot for me to give it up.

"Please, please tell me I didn't make fool of myself," I said to her. Maybe she'll tell me that everything was fine. That we left early and I barely even drank. That Johnny never saw me drunk, or throwing up. Yeah, right.

"Calm down. Just come out and eat something first," she tried to persuade me. I glared at her. This was serious. I needed to know now!

"Fine. Just follow me and I'll start talking," she said rolling her eyes at me. I got up and followed her into the kitchen. It smelt so good that it almost made waking up worth it.

I sat down at the table and ate some of my food. Once I considered I had eaten enough to please Jill, I got down to business.

"Alright. Explain," I said to her.

"Okay, so," she began "we got the beers from Two-bit, you got drunk, Johnny got mad, you threw up, and we went home," she said quickly, not looking at me.

"What!" I threw up! Right in front of everyone? What was Johnny mad about? Was he mad he had to spend his night with some loser who can't even hold down two beers? Oh, gosh. This was a disaster.

"Alright, maybe that sounded worse than it really was," she mumbled.

"Oh, really? Cause it sounds pretty bad to me right now!" I said unhappily.

"Well, Johnny was looking at you a lot that night, so that's good right?" she tried cheering me up. But, of course, it only made things worse.

"He was probably looking at me and wondering what was my problem!" I was mortified. I knew this was a bad idea. I should have never gone threw with it.

"Johnny was the one that carried you in. You guys where outside alone when you threw up. It was really sweet how he helped you," she told me.

Oh, God. I threw up when I was alone with Johnny! And he had to carry me back to the place! He probably thought I was some drunk, weirdo.

"You do realize everything your saying isn't helping right?" I said, annoyed.

"Yeah. I guess not," She muttered, frowning. "Well I don't think this will upset you," she started and looked at me.

"Okay. Gone on," I urged her. I needed some good news. There had to be something good about last night.

"Well, we were all talking about going to the movies, and I guess Johnny thought you wanted to just go with Ponyboy. He said you didn't have to invite him cause you felt bad. That's why he got mad and ran out," she explained to me. Well, it didn't upset me, but it wasn't the good news I was hoping for.

"He was probably jealous," Jill said nodding.

"Wait. He thinks I like Ponyboy?" I said confused. I doubted Johnny was jealous, though. Why would he have a reason to be? I doubted he felt the same way. Even if he did, he probably doesn't anymore considering what happened last night.

"Yeah. Remember when you said you'd go to the movies with him?" she asked me. I vaguely remembered what she was referring to. My mind was too muddled to give it any actual thought though.

"Jill, my mom wanted me home before twelve. What time is it," I asked leaning my head against the chair I was siting in. She looked up at the clock.

"It's ten," she informed me and began bringing the plates to the sink. At least one thing worked out. I'd be home in time. It was pretty sad that that was my only accomplishment, considering how "perfect" last night was supposed to be. Yeah, sure. Just perfect.

JPOV

I woke up in the lot. It was almost Spring, so it wasn't too cold. I sat up and stretched. I didn't really feel like getting up yet so I leaned against a nearby tree and sat in the grass. I sighed, thinking about last night. It wasn't how I would have wanted it, but it was better than I expected. I couldn't help thinking about how I felt holding her.

I knew she probably liked Ponyboy, but I couldn't help it. I couldn't help hoping that she liked me. I was still pretty confused about what happened. Maybe I'll figure it out at school. Elizabeth is in my Science class, so I'll be able to see her. I wonder what school will be like. Will she remember looking into my eyes? Will she remember me helping her? My eyes widened slightly. It suddenly dawned on me that she wouldn't. She drank too fast and threw up! She was probably hurting a little right now. It'll be like it never happened. My happy mood left almost as fast as it came. I was right back where I started.

I can't do this alone. I need some advice. I need some answers. Well, I sure couldn't go to Pony about it. I definitely can't go to Two-bit. He would either think I was joking, or just tease me. I'd ask Soda, but then Pony will be there jumpin' down my throat and asking me more questions about last night. Then I realized that I only had one option. Dally.

I wasn't completely sure that he was the right person to talk to, but he was my only choice. It wasn't that we weren't close or I didn't trust him though. It was just that I didn't even think he cared that much about anyone. Well, except me, maybe. I knew he loved me, but that was different. I don't think he actually cared about the girls he was with. I don't even think he really cared that much about Sylvia. It didn't matter though. He was who I was going to.

I got up and walked out of the lot. My first thought was that he was at Buck's, but I didn't wanna go there. Maybe I'll get lucky and just find him walking around. I walked towards the Dingo, but he wasn't there. Then, I walked near the Curtis house, but he wasn't there either. I went and checked out a few other places but I never saw him. Sighing, I walked back towards the lot. As I got closer, I noticed someone was already there. And of course, it was Dally. I walked all over looking for him and he was here the whole time! Ah well, at least I found him.

"Hey! Johnnycakes," Dally said to me as I walked towards him. He had a beer in his hand but I didn't think he was too drunk.

"Hey, Dallas," I said as I sat down next to him. I looked up at him as he took another sip of his beer. Would he think was getting' soft if I asked him? Would he laugh at me?

"Heard you met a few girls last night," he said smiling at me. Two-bit probably told him the whole story already.

"Yeah," I replied.

"Two-bit said this girl Jill is crazy about him. I don't believe him thought," he said laughing.

"Yup," I said. "Um, Dally?" I asked, looking down.

"Yeah?" he replied. I didn't look up at him. I just kept my eyes on the ground.

"What's love?" I asked him in a small voice. I looked up at him and he had a confused expression on his face.

"I mean, I know it's when you care a lot about someone; when you like someone. But, how do you know? What's it like?" I mumbled.

"Well. Honestly, I don't know a lot about it. I know I used to love my parents. I don't really remember if I loved a girl. And I know I care a lot about you. What I do know, is that its a nice feeling. It's nice until it ends, and you feel like shit. But I guess, it's like, when you see them, you're happier. You wanna talk to them. You care about what happens to them. It feels like, you wanna be by them," Dally rambled on. I looked up at him, trying to understand.

"I mean, I know I'm not that good at putting it into words, but that's kinda what it's like," he mumbled taking a swig of his beer.

"No, I get what your saying," I said nodding at him. I kinda understood what he meant.

"Why do you ask?" he said.

"Oh. Uh, no reason," I said trying to appear casual. I felt my face heat up a little, giving myself away.

"You got your eye on someone, Johnny?" Dally said looking at me with a smirk.

"No. Well, I don't know. I guess," I said smiling.

"Well, I knew it had to happen sometime," he said chuckling. I just rolled my eyes at him.

"So. Who is she?" he asked.

"You probably don't know her, but her names Elizabeth," I told him. I looked up at him to see his reaction. He just looked confused again.

"Isn't that one of the girls you were with last night?" he asked suspiciously.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Isn't that Pony's girl?" he asked, still confused.

"No!" I exclaimed, angry. I sighed and started again. "She ain't Pony's girl. She just, might like him," I said, quietly. I should have known he knew about her. He already knew the story cause Two-bit told him.

"Alright. Well, this is a problem," he said quietly. Boy, was he right.