Chapter 3

Johnny was late. Dally and Ponyboy had to wait for him for slightly more than 30 minutes, and that didn't help much as Dally was feeling really nervous already.

"Where the hell's that kid? What if he cancelled on us?"

"Relax Dal, he's gonna show up."

"He'd better. I didn't dress up like this fer' nothin'."

Dally reached down for a cigarette stick and popped it into his mouth. Before getting a chance to light it though, Ponyboy stopped him.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Lighting a weed?"

"You can't do that. It doesn't fit with the whole image." Dally scowled when Ponyboy grabbed the stick and threw it onto the ground, "Besides, I see Johnny already!"

True enough, the two of them saw a tiny shadow running from a distance.

"Sorry I'm late, guys. Folks were fighting again." Johnny apologized, breathlessly. He was dressed in his usual jacket and jeans, his hair heavily greased. "Something bothering you, Dally?"

Dally choked. Johnny had caught him staring, and he didn't feel so tuff. Ponyboy nudged him and signaled him to say something, "Err… hahaha! Me? I'm normal… I just… have a sore throat… see, I'm fine!" Dally coughed loudly, then reached out and handed Johnny the rose "Here."

Johnny's eyes widened. He never expected Dally to do anything about the crush. He turned to look at Ponyboy, who was chuckling softly to himself.

"Is this just for me, or did Ponyboy get one too?" He grinned cheekily.

Dally laughed. He was glad the atmosphere wasn't so tensed. "Nah, he don't deserve it. Sides, roses aren't cheap."

"Thank you." Then, unexpectedly, Johnny planted a kiss on Dally's cheek.

Dally was aware that Ponyboy was staring at them, and flushed a deep red, staring at his feet. He was amazed at how much that single kiss had made him feel. Maybe Pony's right, this "slow and steady" thing wasn't so bad after all. It had paid off really well. Johnny continued to grin; "Now let's go, the movie's starting."

But Dally didn't budge. He didn't want to end it just like that, with one miserable kiss. Without thinking, he grabbed hold of Johnny and pressed their mouths together, his tongue running around the inside of Johnny's mouth. He heard Johnny gasp, but he refused to let go. After much struggling, Johnny managed to push Dally away, his face as white as a ghost.

"WHAT'RE YOU TRYING TO DO?"

"What's the deal man!" Dally rubbed his mouth, "We both like each other, I don't see why not. Besides, you taste awesome!"

Ponyboy smacked his forehead. Dally still has a lot to learn.

"I kissed you because I thought you were really sincere with the rose and the hair and everything! It seems you'll never change, Dallas Winston! You just wanna get me in bed!"

"No… What gave you that idea?"

"GEE, I don't know. You just shoved your tongue down my throat! And I just found out about you liking me and stuff. Don't ya think you're going a little too fast?"

"Kid, we've known each other for so long, why not speed up the process a lil'?"

"I don't wanna be just a one night stand Dally."

"I'll never do that to you!"

"Prove it!"

Dally was stunned. He couldn't think of anything to say, so he just sighed.

"If you really want me, control yourself," Johnny threw the rose onto the ground, "I'm not that sort of person Dally, and I thought you knew that."

Johnny turned and ran away, and Dally swore he heard him sobbing.

He turned to Ponyboy and gulped, "I think I might have done something wrong."

A/N: I know the story sounds weird. I'm having a writer's block. I NEED INSPIRATION! Hahaha. And yes, my style sounds kiddish, sue me, my english ain't that good.