Cinderella (Outsiders version)

Now it's me

I walked into the empty house after the longest time ever at the DX. The boss let me go home early, since it was my first day and I was already getting tired. Did I mention that I had to help repair cars too? It was a bust. I kept on messing up.

I let myself fall on the couch, and closed my eyes for a moment. No matter what, I don't want to get up, at all.

"Sky? Are you asleep?"

"I wish" I replied to the deep, husky voice. I opened my eyes to find Dally. Quickly, I sat up, not wanting him to get on top of me. "What're you doing here, Dal?" He shrugged.

"Just decided to find a place where that dumb broad won't find me" he said, obviously annoyed.

"Dumb broad? You mean Sylvia" I replied. He nodded as he sat on the other couch. To me, he looked kinda upset. "What's wrong Dally?"

"Nothing" he replied. I stood up and sat next to him.

"C'mon, I'm your friend, you can talk to me about anything" I urged. He looked at me with his dark brown eyes. His seductive eyes. I gulped, trying to prevent myself from melting. I had to admit, Dallas was totally hot. But I don't like him. At least I don't think I do.

"Why are you so, happy all the time?"

"What do you mean?" He turned his body, so he was facing me.

"Whenever I see you, you're always smiling, why?"

"What's not to smile about, I have three wonderful cousins, good friends, a determined admirer, and a good place to stay, I'm perfectly happy" I replied.

"Happy about the admirer part?" A smirk appeared on his face. I laughed, but didn't answer his question. Instead, I stood up and headed into the kitchen, and grabbed a coke out of the fridge. Hmm wonder why Dallas doesn't have a job. I mean, I think he can hold a job, if he tries hard enough.

"Hey Dal, why don't you work?" I asked, walking back into the living room.

"Because, working is something I just don't do" he replied.

"Weird, since you work almost every night, having a new customer everyday" I replied with a smirk.

"Wait, what do you- oh, now I get it" he replied. "But If I do it for money, I'll become a prostitute."

"Hmm, I thought you already were" I joked. He smiled at me.

"Want to be my next customer?"

"Nope" I replied. I plopped down on the couch, next to him, and placed the coke on the ground next to my feet. When I turned to look at him, I found him so close to my face. I swear, our noses cold touch at any moment. I gulped. "Uh, Dal?" He looked at me, then at my lips.

"I'm making you mine" he replied.

"What?" Suddenly, he pressed his lips against mine. Kissing me harshly and with so much lust. I tried to hold back, but I can't anymore. I'm going to admit it, I like Dallas. And I can no longer hide these feelings from myself. Every time he's around, I get butterflies in my stomach. When he touches me, I could feel myself blushing. And when we kiss, I can't help but want it so badly. But I will no longer hide these feelings from me, from him, from everybody.

Without another thought, I began to kiss back. I felt his arm snake around my waist, pulling me closer. Slowly, he laid me back on the couch, him on top. I knotted my fingers in his hair, and pulled him down, deepening the kiss. He pulled back, and began trailing kisses down my neck. I bit my lip to keep myself from moaning.  

"I always you would want me" Dal mumbled in between the trail of kisses. I didn't response. What could I say? Then, I felt him tugging at my shirt. He came up to my lips, and kissed me. I was about to sit up, but I changed my mind when I felt his soft lips on mine. I felt his tongue start licking my bottom lip, asking for entry. I wanted to give in, but at the same time, I didn't. When, I felt his hand start moving down my back, heading towards my ass. I gasped, and that was his chance. He stuck his tongue into my mouth.