"I don't even get a hint?" Lulu teased him, as they sped through the last of Port Charles crossing into the city.
"You clearly never had a surprise party as a kid." Johnny rolled his eyes, nothing her slight impatience which only amused him more.
"Actually, every July 17th I'd forget it was my birthday, it was like I had this overwhelming birthday amnesia or something." Lulu chuckled, blinking away all of the memories afraid she'd see her mother again.
"How is that even possible? The more I learn about you, the more shocked I am." Johnny says, shaking his head not knowing whether he should laugh or call her a doctor.
"Oh, didn't I tell you that I'm mental? At least that's what my would have been baby daddy said about me. You know, than Patrick Drake confirmed that I'm Bipolar and probably a list long of things wrong with me but...I don't care to fix myself with drugs." Lulu rolled her eyes, probably saying too much.
"You almost had a kid? For the record, you're the most put together bipolar person I've ever met. I'd know, my whole family is well...crazy." Johnny turned his car down the main stretch, he'd rarely been to the city except for meetings with his father.
"Yeah, my first time having sex and I get pregnant. In order for it to happen I lied to the guy about his wife cheating on him but, I wasn't counting on the amount of guilt I felt afterwards... especially after the truth came out. Then, on my eighteenth birthday I find out I'm pregnant. I knew I had nothing to give a child so I chose to get an abortion, to this day I still get so much shit. I was a senior in high school and I'd get chased by a crowd of prissy girls saying that I was a murderer and bad things should happen to me. I could barely take care of myself, much less a tiny human that would be completely dependent on me. Dillion was a jerk to me and maybe I deserved it for ruining his marriage but, I was still underage and he was an adult. I wish my dad had been around more." Lulu bit her lip, thinking about that time in her life made her want to go back in time and punch herself in the face.
"Everyone makes mistakes Lulu, the important thing is that you've changed and you know that what you did was wrong." Johnny reached over to squeeze her hand, and she smiled over at him.
"I've never been to the city, but maybe a few times with Carly. The lights are beautiful." Lulu started at the bright gleaming lights of New York City, the huge billboards, the many shops that lined the sidewalks.
"What if we run into Luke?" Johnny teased her, earning a laugh.
"He'd be proud, probably buy you a beer." Lulu easily answered.
"The lights are beautiful but, nothing will ever be as beautiful as you." Johnny says smoothly, truly meaning it.
"That is SUCH a line but, I'll let it slide." Lulu slowly let her lips curve into a smile as she leaned her head against the window.
"There's no reason we can't explore the city, spend the night." Johnny suggested, adoring every angle that held her face.
"Are you serious?" Lulu quirked a curious brow.
"Why not?"