I'm packed with homework so I'm just gonna end the story in this last chapter. Besides, I felt like writing a new story and I made a promise to myself that if I did write another one that I would finish the original one first (because then otherwise I'd never get around to it). Sorry if It's too short. Like I said, I'm packed with homework and I'm meant to be doing that right now...but I'm not because this is gonna bug me for ages if I don't finish it now.
p.s I loved the detailed reviews from alex! I love all the other reviews too...but detailed are gooood.
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Johnny was ignoring me the whole walk to the Dingo.
I was getting fed up with him being so closed off from me!
If there were a problem I would have thought that me being his best friend, he would let me help him sort it out!
God, he was going to such trouble to avoid me. The only reason I'm here was to try and talk to him. Well I guess I'll save him the trouble of avoiding me...
"I'm going home," I said. I hitched my thumbs in my jeans pockets.
Johnny turned around and gave me a hurtful, sort of plea look.
I glared at him and looked away. There was a very interesting ant also walking along the sidewalk, he was carrying a small bread crumb.
"Okay," Dally shrugged and kept walking. He couldn't of cared less. But I guess I'm not that great of company since I always try to get involved with the film, rather than talk all through it.
But Johnny didn't follow. He just stood still.
"Cya," Johnny said, he looked so crushed, so defeated.
But that was maybe how I wanted him to look. God, that was the first thing he's said to me all night besides that hurtful "oh, you're here too."
"Bye," I said and turned around.
I stood still for a moment, hoping for him to try and stop me. But he didn't.
I turned back around, but he was walking after Dally, trying to catch up.
So that was it, was it? I thought we had something? What about the other day in the art room...
Oh, man! That must be it! Why he's been avoiding! The kiss...that almost happened.
Geez, if he's this shook up about it I guess that means he really doesn't have those kind of feelings for me?
God, what was I thinking? Of course he likes girls. Sure he says nothing about them, but he could just be extremely shy...right?
I felt like such an idiot. I wanted to go home. I wanted to cry to Sodapop how I loved Johnny so much, but Johnny doesn't want me and never will. Soda won't discriminate me; he understands everything and is always there for me.
He is my best friend, and a guy? Maybe with all those couples the other day, and that girl I like, all being...in love...I was just so desperate to find love myself I turned to the first person I saw?
But then why Johnny?
Because he's nice, and cute, and adorable, and delicious looking.
I was going by the park so I decided to take a short cut through it.
I came into that little playground. There was the fountain. Still old, still mosquito infested.
I sat down on the edge anyway.
God, I was so confused.
That dream...It means something!!
I buried my head in my hands.
I didn't feel like walking again just yet.
My love life was so messed up, I needed to take a break, before anything else can go wrong.
I blame that stupid dream.
Nothing was linked. Why did I think that? Just coincidences.
I sighed and looked into the water of the fountain. I could see the reflection of the stars in the water, which made the fountain look like it sparkled.
I stared at my own reflection. I didn't even recognise myself. Who was that sad loser looking back at me?
Then in the reflection, Johnny appeared.
Was I dreaming?
"Ponyboy?"
I looked up.
There stood Johnny.
I looked around, this so similar to my dream?
He walked slowly towards me and sat down beside me.
He sighed, "I'm sorry."
"About what?" I asked. I knew, but I just wanted him to confirm it. Like when someone says something to you and you hear them but say "what?" anyway.
"For ignoring you. I was just so confused Pony..."
"Confused? What are you confused about?"
He looked down. It was playing over in his mind.
I stared at him. He was so beautiful. I can't be feeling this way for him. It's wrong and he doesn't feel the same way.
He opened his mouth to speak, but a cool wind came, and he stopped again.
I was so cold.
"The fountain sure has changed, huh?"
I looked at him confused.
"Oh, yeah," he smiled, "you were only 4 when they built this fountain. You probably wont remember? We met here for the first time when it was first built."
"We did?" I said, trying to remember.
He nodded. He smiled at me, and then looked back down.
Oh man! It makes sense!
But in my dream the fountain looks brand new. Like when it was first built back when I was only 4.
"Pony...I..." His hand rested on top of mine.
I stared at him confused and in some form of hope...
He looked down at his hand on mine and sort of blushed.
He was about to lift it off, as he was about to tell me what he's been trying to say, "Pony...I."
I couldn't bear this any more! I closed my eyes and pressed my lips against his.
Wake up, wake up, wake up...
But I didn't. This wasn't my dream so I wasn't going to wake up.
Now I can see the ending...well, the consequence to this kiss.
His hand didn't lift off me, nor did he push me away.
He sort of tensed, like froze. But he took me by surprise when his free hand rested on the back of my head, and he pulled me in more, as he opened his mouth.
We kissed intimately, not sure which one of us should be more dominant in the kissing, so we just went along with it, what felt natural.
I was so surprised he was kissing me back. His tongue was so soft. OMG OMG OMG I'M KISSING JOHNNY!!!
I wanted more! I wanted all of him! To not only kiss his lips, but all over his body!
Gee, I wondered if he could tell how inexperienced I was? I knew I was probably his first, but if I didn't know that, I would swear he's done this a thousand times before.
I heard his soft moan, and his clenched my hair.
But no matter how badly I wanted him, and for this to never end, I also needed air.
We parted, both breathing heavily.
My stomach felt tight, and just thinking about what we were doing just then, I felt the blood drain from my head, to somewhere down below...
I felt kinda dizzy, and I smiled goofily at him.
He was red, and breathing heavily. He also smiled, and licked his lips.
"So what did you want to tell me?" I asked.
He took in a deep breath and then said, "that I love you."
You can all probably guess what happened after that right? Of course I felt high with happiness and told him I loved him too,
Blah blah blah, yada yada yada...
We went back to my place since Darry was out with Soda and Steve, they were going to try and find a girl for him.
So...I had the house all to my self for a while...
Is their any other way to end a story without sounding all corny and mushy-gushy? I'll do it the old-fashioned way...
And so they lived happily ever after.
THE END!!!!!!
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I MAY do one last chapter when I have the time. But till then this is the end. Oh god, it was horrible!! I suck at endings!! Usually they are MUCH worse, so you were all let off lightly with this one.
I didn't know how to...alright! Cant be stuffed to interpret the rest of the dream, so you all can interpret it however you want.