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(okay i fr watched this gif for a straight five minutes)
you've had an on and off relationship with the one and only dallas winston.
you and dally never made anything official, one reason being that the both of you are so stubborn that whenever you fight, you end whatever you had and around a week later will end up getting back 'together'.
however the main reason being that dallas winston doesn't date, or so you thought.
it had been two months since you last saw dally. he was thrown into the cooler after getting into a fight with some socs.
you were sitting in your room reading your vogue magazine. you had your record player on in the background, playing some soft music that flowed throughout your room. the sun was shining through your window and you felt truly calm and actually happy.
you would never admit it to anyone but dallas winston made you happy, and him being gone broke you heart a little bit.
after you finished reading your magazine, you placed it on your bedside table and just relaxed on your bed, listening to the soft symphony coming out from the corner of your room.
you had your eyes closed blocking everything out and it was working until you could hear something hitting your window. you opened your eyes and sat up, you looked towards your window and saw little pebbles bouncing off it.
you took cautious steps towards your window and looked out of it.
you were met with the certain tough looking boy that's been on your mind relentlessly for the past few months. he was looking up towards you, signalling for you to come down.
you nodded slowly with a perplexed face and turned around and left your room to go see him. you were confused as to why he was back so early. 'isn't he meant to be released in a month?' you asked yourself.
when you made it outside, dallas was stood outside with his hands in his pockets.
"dal? what are you doing here? you don't get released until next month," you spoke confusion laced in your voice.
"yeah, good behaviour," he spoke with a smirk. you just smiled in response.
all of a sudden, dallas's facial expression changed. his smirk was gone and was replaced with a nervous smile and his face was more serious that you had ever seen.
"so, i had a lot of time to think 'bout stuff in the cooler and i was wonderin' if you wanted to be official or something?" he asked trying to play it off.
"like official, official?" you asked confused, to which he answered with a nod in response.
"of course," you replied happily, smiling at him.
dally's eyes showed slight happiness and his usual smirk took over his face once again.
dallas swung his arm around your shoulder and pulled you closer towards him.
"i knew you would say yes," he spoke proudly.
"really?" you replied amused.
"yeah, who would ever reject the dallas winston."
author note: hi! so the reason why i didn't have dal say a big, fluffy para asking y/n to be his gf/bf/partner, is bc i don't think dal would do that. :)
