My One And Only ☆Johnnyboy☆

♡PONYBOY'S POV ♡
-9 p.m.-

"WERE LEAVING DARRY."

"OK BE CAREFUL."

"YES WE KNOW!" Soda yells before leaving the house.

"Oh hold on I need my jacket." I turn around and start towards my room.

"Get my too please." Johnny says shyly. I nod and grab mine and Johnny's jackets. I walk back towards the door where Johnny is waiting. I toss him my jacket and start to put his on. "P-pony this is yours?"

"I know." I nod.

His face turns red and puts my jacket on. We leave the house and catch up with the gang ahead of us.

"Hey pony, so-" soda turns to me. He looks at Johnny then looks back at me confused. "What the hell happened to your jackets."

Me and Johnny look at eachother. "We switched."

Steve claps and puts his hands into the air. "CHEMISTRY!"

Everyone laughs. "Ok so this is a bit smaller party then last night I think, so it might not be as crazy, which I think is fine for your first party, ok ponyboy?" Dally asks.

"How are you sober all of the sudden."

"I dont know, I woke up at buck's, grabbed a drink then woke up at your house an hour ago."

"Why did you drink in the middle of the day?"

"Shit happened last night." He takes a drag off of his newly lit cigarette.

"Yeah, with two, why won't you tell us."

His eyes went wide. "Because it was a mistake. A mistake that should never be talked about again. I might tell you in my death bed...if I can remeber by then."

"Oh, ok.?"

He laughs nervously. "Well here we are, ya know... buck's." He opens the door and we all hear the blasting music. "Buck! Guess whose back!" Buck walks up to us as we all walk in.

"Oh, pony and Johnny, never thought I'd see you here again." Buck laughs. "Hey dal, two is-"

"I don't wanna talk to him."

"Alright, ponyboy, you better not get too drunk or darry will kill me."

"Whatever."I laugh.

"Its on the house tonight for you two." He points to Johnny and I.

We give him a thumbs up. Johnny pulls me to the bar and orders 2 beers. He gives me one. And we both take a sip. I struggle to swallow it. I stick my tongue out in disgust. "Do people really drink this?"

Johnny takes another sip. "Yeah, its kinda bad at first but you'll get used to it."

I take another sip. "Anything stronger?"

-1 hour ish later-

I take a sip of my 3rd, maybe, beer, its not as bad anymore. I had a shot or 2 or 3 or 5 maybe 10. I lost count. Johnny started drinking a martini or something.

"Come on, please?" A familiar voice says behind me. I turn and see dally wobbling behind two-bit. Man he's drunk already?

"No."

I shrug and take another shot. "Can I haaave twoo more martiniss?" Johnny asks the bartender.

"Two?" I ask confused

"Onee for youu silly." He smiles. The bartender puts the drinks on the table. I take one and drink it. Johnny chugs his down.

"Slow down Johnnycake."