A/N:  This one is pretty short.

I sat in my room, music playing quietly. My brother, Nate, and I moved to Tulsa 6 months ago. Living with our parents got too hard for me. So he saved up money to get me out of there.

We were immediately labeled as Greasers, due to what we wore, how we fought, what side of town we lived on, and our status. I didn't care. I loved being a Greaser.

A month after we got here, we went to the movies and ran into a gang of guys who were also Greasers. One of them, Johnny Cade, lives right next door to me.

After meeting the gang, my brother and I hung out with them quite often. He became close with Sodapop and Ponyboy. I didn't talk much, but I got along with everyone, especially Two-bit and Johnny.

We had spent the day at the Curtis' house, and I sat on the floor watching Mickey with Two-bit. Johnny sat on the couch and I leaned against his legs while he played with my hair. I liked Johnny, but he was never going to know it.

I got home about an hour ago, showered and here I sat, on my bed drawing. I heard yelling coming from the neighbours and knew that it was Johnny's parents yelling at him.

I sighed and paused my music. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and walked to my open window. I watched Johnny's bedroom door swing open and his father come into the room.

His father started yelling, and then swung at Johnny. Tears welled in my eyes. I knew this happened, but it still hurt to think about someone hurting little Johnny.

After a while, Johnny's dad left. Johnny locked his bedroom door and sat on his bed, crying. He got up and opened his window.

"Johnny! Come over here, please!" I said. He looked at me and nodded.

He climbed out of his window and into mine. He hugged me tightly, wrapping his arms around my waist and mine around his neck.

"(Y/n), I can't deal with this much longer. I need to get out of there.." He said. My heart fell. He can't leave Tulsa. Or me or the guys.

"Johnny, stay, please...you can stay here with me and Nate. Or stay with Two-bit or Darry and them. Please..I can't lose you..." I said, pulling away from him and whispering the last part.

"I don't know. Your house will be too close. I'll stay with Two-bit, okay?" He said back, ignoring what I said. I nodded and glanced back at his window.

"Run over there real quick and grab some stuff. You're going to stay here tonight. I don't want you walking the streets right now," I said, not giving him a choice. He kissed my forehead and ran back over to his house.

I watched as he grabbed a duffle bag from his closet and shoved his clothes into it. He grabbed a few other things and put the strap of his bag over his shoulder. He ran across the over-grown yard and back into my room.

I closed and locked my window as he tossed the duffle bag on the floor. I pulled the curtains together and sat on the bed, looking at Johnny.

"Johnny I wish they didn't treat you like that.." I said. He nodded and stared at the floor, tears welling up in his eyes again.

I patted the bed next to me. "Come here..." I said quietly.

Johnny sat next to me and I held him. "It's okay, Johnny. I'm here. Everything's going to be okay. Shh...I'm here..." I said, running my fingers through his hair. I lightly kissed the top of his head, not wanting him to notice.

He looked up at me and smiled. Shit, he noticed.

He responded by sitting up and kissing my lips.

"Johnny..I know I haven't known
you forever but I really like you and everything. You're so sweet and cute and God, I might even be in love with you. I know you don't feel the same way because I'm, well, me and we haven't known each other for that long. But those are my feelings," I said, my words rushed.

"(Y/n), I love you too." He replied, smiling. He kissed my cheek and laid down, me curled up to him.