Sorry I didn't put the disclaimer on last chapter x ! ATTENTION: THIS IS NOT GOING TO BE A SLASH STORY !

Disclaimer: Man, I wished I owned 'The Outsiders'. Especially Johnny because Ralph Macchio's cute and he was perfect for the part (: But no...they belong to THE S.E HINTON ! She's one heck of a genius...However, I do own the characters you've never heard about in the book or the movie.

Love Ain't No Joke

Chapter Three: It's Nice to Hear 'I Love You'

Johnny had a very shocked expression on his face. "Well, Dallas. You do mean like brotherly love, right?"

"Yeah, Johnny, I do. I just wanted you to realize I care a lot about you. Those three words just seemed so perfect becasue you are the only thing I love, Johnnycake. Even if it is only like a brother." That's when I realized it. My feelings for Johnny weren't like my feelings towards girls. It was more like 'I really care about you' feelings. That made me feel a lot better about myself.

"Dal, I've always wanted to hear those three words from someone. The last person I expected was you. I expected Pony to say it a long time ago. We're all so much like family, the whole gang, ya know? I thought one of us would say it sooner or later. Dallas, I really admire you more than I did before. You've got guts and you said what you've never said to anyone before to me. I really feel like a somebody. You make me feel like I've never felt in my life: loved and wanted."

"Johnny, man, I'm really happy you feel better about yourself. Oh shit! We didn't even start the car yet! The boys are probably really freaked out about me now. First I get sappy, now this. Man, I'm outta wack!" I said. I started the car and sure enough when I looked out the rearview mirror, the boys were up against the screen of the door looking anxiously to see what was going on.

"Dallas, what are you doin' to Johnny?" Pony yelled trying to be funny. I could barely hear him over the loud engine of Buck's Chevy.

"Whadda ya think I'm doin' to the kid, Pony? Rapin' him?" I hollered back sarcastically.

"Well, as long as you dont drive like you did last time then I trust you with him." Pony said, referring to when I drove them to DQ after they lived on bologna for the week in the old abandoned church in Windrixville after Johnny killed that Soc. The trial was comin' up soon. Thank God I got Johnny just in the nick of time before that roof came crashing down on us. I jumped out the window with him like a madman. I broke half the glass which gave us even more scars besides the ones from the burns. But, if I wouldn't have done that, Johnny would be dead right now and not sitting beside me...

I put the gears into second and started driving off. "Well, Dal, since you got all that out, what do you wanna talk about now? I don't know about you, but I'm starvin'. Can we get somethin' to eat, man?" Johnny asked very hopefully. He doesn't get fed much from his parents and definetly doesn't like vegetables which made him scrawny with not much muscle. But that appearance is what made Johnycake, well, Johnnycake.

"Sure, Johnny. You wanna go to McDonald's? I hear they got some new chicken things for 25 cents. I think you get ten. That sound good to you?" I asked.

"Chicken sounds good to me, Dal!" He said happily and excitedly as I pulled into the McDonald's on the highway. In all, there must be about 50 McDonald's on this highway. It's a pretty long road and you can never have too many McDonalds' I suppose. I went up to the drive-thru and a girl about my age with blonde hair and blue eyes and a terrific smile. Her teeth were pearly white and she had a really nice, sexy voice. I gave her my order of two 10-piece chicken nugget baskets.

"Do you want fries with that?" She asked in that voice of hers.

"I'll only buy them if you tell me your name." I said micheiviously.

"Cindy. Cindy Harris. Do you need my phone number to get another order?" She asked just as mischeiviously.

"Well, I couldn't complain. You can never get enough of McDonald's fries."

She gave me her phone numbeer on a napkin and asked me to call her tonight. She was obviously a greasy girl because she wanted to meet me at Buck's. No Socs, and I mean no Socs were ever allowed at Bucks. If one tried to come in (which usually didn't happen because they probably thought they were to good for Buck's anyways) they would get the boot. Lilterally. Buck kicked out a guy Soc one time and he literally kicked him out with his brand-new (well at least they were brand-new then) steel-toe cowboy boots. That guy probably got a serious infection for the next few weeks! I kinda found it funny...

"Sure, I'll call you. Maybe around seven-ish...then we can find a time to meet at Buck's place?" I asked.

"Sounds good to me! Oops! I almost forgot! What's your name! I can't have a complete stranger calling me!" She said with a magnifcent grin.

"Dallas Winston. But you can call me Dally. Everyone else does."

"Alright, Dally. Here's your food and I'll talk to you later!"

"Bye, baby."

I drove away from the drive-thru and parked in the parking lot so me and Johnny could eat. "See, Johnny? Now that is how you get a girl."

"She's a real good-lookin' girl, Dal. I still wonder how you do it..."

"Practice, Johnnycake. Just takes practice."