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Dally
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It's been a week since I came clean to Winter. She's been doing better since the last time I saw her. But ever since, she hasn't been willing to give me eye contact. Every time I tried to talk, she refused and chose to ignore me. This would've never happened if I hadn't told her that I liked her.
"You're an idiot Dal!"
"Gee thanks for reminding me Buck!"
He sent a smirk my way and nodded.
"Dal..."
I heard Sylvia sing my name.
"What d'you want Sylvia?"
She smiled in a way that disgusted me.
"I just wanna dance. Unless you want me in your bedroom. We could go there."
She placed her hand on my chest and nearly put her lips on mine but I pushed her away.
"Buck I'll be back!"
Before he said anything, I walked out of the bar, stumbling just a bit. The Curtis's house wasn't so far. I'm sure Darry was going to yell at me, but I didn't want to be near another beer or I'll be getting in trouble with the cops.
"Johnny?! Pony?! Anyone home!?"
No one seemed to be home. I really needed someone to talk with. I felt so stupid I was loosing my mind. This is what I get for treating someone so pure with so much hatred.
I plopped myself onto the couch, feeling so drowsy after all the booze I had tonight.
"Dallas?"
I swear I heard that angelic voice before.
-Winter-
"Dally you alright? Your drunk."
I heard him mumble something but I couldn't quite tell what it was that he was saying. He smelled of beer and his hair was a mess. He must've been drinking all night.
Luckily Darry wasn't home to scold him for his strong oder. After he got a call from Pony's school, Soda chose to tag along with them. Soda said he wouldn't miss a second knowing Darry would get furious. Johnny chose to leave, and now I'm here alone. I didn't know what to do with a drunk man all spread out on the couch.
But after an hour and a half later, the Curtis's came home. After Darry stomped to his room, I knew it wasn't good news.
"So how did it go?" I asked Soda.
"Well Pony got all good grades."
I frowned. So what was Darry all furious about?
"Darry found out Pony had a girlfriend."
Oh. Oh no that can't be good. Last time I remember, Darry knew I had a boyfriend in the ninth grade, he grounded me for the whole year. I couldn't go out unless TwoBit or Steve came along.
"What's up with Dally?"
"He's drunk."
Soda raised his eyebrows and pointed a finger to me.
"Good luck with him. I'll be in my room if anything."
I nodded hoping I wouldn't have to come to him in case of an a emergency.
Dallas started to move in his sleep.
"Dal...you awake?"
He got up, but didn't notice me sitting on the floor. But once he saw me, his eyes widened a bit.
"What's wrong," I asked.
He shook his head.
"Nothing. I should go."
I grabbed his arm before he stood up.
"About Tuesday, were you telling the truth?"
Dallas thought about it for a second and then nodded without looking at me. He left without saying another word.
"Winter, where y'going?"
-At Buck's-
"He won't shut up 'bout ya doll. That's all he's ever had in mind in his pretty head of his. Winter this and Winter that. Nothing else."
In awe, I couldn't help but chuckle at Buck's response.
"If it makes you feel any better, Dallas isn't angry at ya."
I looked at him in disbelief.
"I'm serious. Just go up there and shut him up would ya. I've gotten tired of having to hear his man problems."
Laughing just a bit, I thanked Buck for his advice. I'm sure I would be doing him a big favor. I chose to listen to Buck and went to his room. Of course the sucker was passed out, without a shirt on.
I didn't want to go back home since it was dark and all, so I chose to sit on his small couch. I took the time to browse around the tiny room. Most of his things were broken or scratched up. Dallas sure is reckless.
But something in particular caught my eye. There was a picture of me on the small desk of his. Next to it was a small note that read, 'Angel in my eyes.' I smiled knowing he thought of me at times. Dallas can be nice."
"Winter what are y'doing here?"
Startled, I jumped.
"Uh...surprise...?"
He took a deep breath and stood up to leave.
"No Dallas, don't."
I pushed him back to bed and made sure to straddle his waist. In exchange, he leaned back and frowned in surprise. Can't escape me now.
"You've been avoiding me, Dal. Why?"
This time he looked me in the eye and sighed to himself.
"I hurt you Winter just like the Soc's did."
He had a point. But he was too cute to be mad at. His lips were shaped in a pout, I knew he was hurting himself.
"I'm not mad at y'Dal. I'm sorry if I made you feel any bad about yourself. I didn't mean anything I said."
Dal has his head hung low. I hated it.
"Dammit Dal, come'er."
I embraced him in a hug and made sure to give him a small peck on his cheek.
"If you forgive me, I'll forgive ya," Dal said smirking.
"Fine."
As I got off his lap, he placed me on his bed. He placed an arm around my waist, bringing me closer.
"Oh and uh, Winter?"
I hummed before closing my eyes.
"I've always cared about you."