A/n: Johnny and Angela have been dating for four months now. Much to everyone's astonishment Angela has been faithful and even soft towards Johnny. On the day of the anniversary of their first date Angela plans a nice dinner for Johnny. Her family, however have other plans.

Angela's POV

I cannot believe me and Johnny have been dating for four months now. That's the longest, most innocent relationship I have ever had without cheating on a guy. It's not like I like to sleep around, I just get bored being around and with the same guy.

What I really liked about being with Johnny is that each day I discover another layer of him. It's like finding a new piece of candy when you weren't even expecting to find it.

Anyway I really haven't gotten him a gift yet. I still don't know what to buy him. I just want to get something so perfect that everything just seems wrong.

I could do something lo key and simple. You know, because Johnny is a simple guy. I don't mean dumb, I mean low maintenance.

Maybe a dinner. With all of his favorite foods. That's probably the best idea I've had in the last two weeks. With this new thought in mind I ran straight to Curly's room and took about thirty dollars of some of the money he won off hustling at pool bars.

He'll hardly miss it. I then took off for the store in search of some spaghetti, chicken, and some peach cobbler.

Johnny'll SO love me for this!

Once I gathered all of the food and spices I would need for the dinner I paid and left.

As soon as I got home I phoned the Curtis' place and asked Two-bit to put Johnny on the phone.

"Yeah?" His quiet voice sounded in the phone.

"Hey, come over tonight round eight." I said just as softly

"What for?" I could hear the teasing tone in his voice.

"I got your anniversary gift and you better have mine you punk." I said with a smile on my face.

He must have heard the smile because he laughed back at me and said he would come.

When a hung up after a few minutes of talk I looked at the clock and saw that I only ad two hours to prepare his meal and make myself look cute. Not like I wasn't already.

After putting the chicken in the oven I ran up the stairs to my room and pt on my favorite outfit. A light pink miniskirt, blue tank top, and white heels.

I went light on the make up. I knew Johnny liked my regular face because about a month ago he walked in on me about to put some on.

I covered my eyes and he told me not to. That he liked me that way.

"You're so beautiful, Angel. Why hide it?" He said in that wonderful voice of his.

From that day on I went light when I was around him and around others my regular amount.

It seemed hard at first to perform such a feat but I created a balance.

Anyway when I went downstairs I cooked the sides and set the table for two. After lighting some candles I had a thought. Johnny should be doing this for ME.

He better have a good, expensive gift for me although it wasn't likely. Nobody had enough money, even if he wanted to get me something like diamonds he couldn't afford it.

I just sighed and then began to put food on the plates. Johnny always came fifteen minutes early so I had five minutes.

Sure enough five minutes later Johnny knocked on my door. At least I thought it was Johnny. Instead it was Tim and all of his loser friends and people I didn't even know.

Then the crowd rushed into the room, pushing past me yelling, "Party!"

I soon heard a shatter. The plates! I ran into the kitchen and saw nothing but people. I pushed my way through the crowd and saw some guy and his friends daring each other to eat the food off of the floor.

Suddenly I felt a cold hand on my arm. I jerked away from the unknown stranger until I saw his face.

"Angel! Angel, follow me." Johnny yelled over the crowd.

I followed him gratefully out the door and down the block when he turned around.

"Hey Johnny." I said out of breath and cold.

After handing me his jacket he said, "Yeah?"

"I am so sorry, I didn't plan that I swear. When I get home I'm gonna skin Tim, I-" He placed his index finger on my lips and bent down on one knee.

I gasped in surprise.

"Wow, Johnny! This is so sudden." I babbled like an idiot.

He looked up at me confused and then a look of understanding grazed his dark features.

"Angel I dropped something. But I would love to marry you one day. You know when I got the money for it." He said.

"Oh." Way to make a girl feel dumb.

He then reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out a little book.

I stared at him.

"Aren't you going to open it?" Johnny asked after some time.

I opened the little blue book and saw Polaroid of him and me. Each picture of something about our relationship or something that we wanted.

It was like a mini scrap book with Johnny's awkward handwriting all over it.

I hugged him. That's when I realized that a ruined dinner wasn't anything compared to the way I felt about him.

What Johnny understood, something I didn't know, was that expensive or romantic gifts were not needed. It was only simple things that made one happy.

I didn't need to go over the top to show someone I love them if I showed them simply everyday.

Although we both showed it in different ways the love was there. No denying it.

A/n: Longest chappie yet! Thanks to everyone who reviewed. They really do encourage one to write!