𝘕𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘌𝘕𝘖𝘜𝘎𝘏 (The Outsiders) ·Dallas Winston· [Unfinished]

Chapter 1

Dally's POV

I seen a pretty smokin' broad walk into the bar. I wasn't meant to hang there long since my girl was expecting me but I couldn't pass the opportunity to talk to this girl.

I seen her glance at me then she tilted the cowboy hat she was wearing and flashed a small grin. The purple hue of the lights shining throughout the bar made her look indescribable.

Beads of sweat rolled down my face due to the heat of the building. It was a summer evening and it was packed.

The girl chewed on the straw as the bartender placed a drink in front of her. I ran my hands through my hair then approached.

I leaned agaisnt the counter behind her and put my hand on her shoulder. She refused to turn to me which made me kiss my teeth in annoyance.

"Hey," I raised my voice for her to hear me over the loud scene. "Sweet cheeks," I pushed the hair to the back of her so I could see her face.

She set her drink down, got up and walked away. I held a smirk on my face as I watched her walk into the ladies room. I glanced around then got up and followed her trail.

"You ain't allowed in here," she didn't take her eyes off of her reflection in the mirror as she made sure her lipstick was in tact.

I put my hand on her waist and pushed her. She stared at me as she got turned around.

"I don't take kindly to being ignored," I put my hand on the wall next to her head.

The blonde twirled her hair on her finger and kept an innocent smile. "Well what're you gonna do about it, greaser?" She hissed seductively.

I smirked and kissed the broad, moving my body closer to hers and pulling her hips against me.

I pulled my lips away from hers for just a moment, "you got a name, doll?"

The blonde just pressed her lips to mine again, cutting off my pants since I was out of breath already. When she came up for air she took the pad of her thumb and wiped the edge of my lips, taking the smeared lipstick off.

"People call me CeCe."

She moved me out of the way and looked in the mirror again. She made eye contact with me through the mirror then glared. I scoffed as she dug in her bag for her lipstick.

"Look, Cece," I leaned against the doorframe, "you wanna come back to my place or not?"

The girl kept her eyes on her lips as she applied lipstick. I was getting impatient so I walked over to her and pulled her hips against me since she was bent over the counter to see herself closer.

She rocked her hips left and right and made eye contact with me through the mirror again. I couldn't help but smirk.

"I see," I gathered her hair and pulled all of it behind her shoulders.

She glanced back at me and stood up straight, "Im not fucking a stranger in the bathroom of a bar. Might get an STD." She turned and put her hand on my chest. She slowly dragged her hand up towards my neck, wrapping her fingers around my jaw, turning my face fully towards her own. "Dallas."

I was shocked to hear my name come from her mouth. To my knowledge this is the first I've seen if this girl anyway. And I hadn't yet told her who I was.

I grabbed her wrist as she tried walking away, "how do you know my name?"

She shrugged slightly then tugged her wrist away, opening the door and striding out of the bathroom with swaying hips.

I stood in the women's bathroom of the bar sexually frustrated and confused.

Do I know her?

I asked myself. Im not one to double up on a girl I've already slept with. My body count isn't as high as people perceive but it's still pretty big.

Even my girlfriend doesn't believe me when I tell her my number. Not that it was any of her business, but she told me hers so she expected me to say mine. Of course she didn't believe me. No one does.

I walked out of the bathroom and glanced at CeCe who was flirting with a guy playing pool. She took her cowboy hat off and placed it on her suitors head, then giggled flirtatiously. She glanced at me and bit down on her lip as she looked back to the guy, disregarding me completely.

I walked outside and the slight breeze immediately cooled me down. I got into my car and went on my way to my girlfriend's house.

When I pulled into her driveway she was hanging out her bedroom window with a cigarette between her lips. She nearly dropped it as she smiled, happy to see me.

"Hey, Dal!" She waved her arm, a sign for me to let myself in.

I opened the door and one of her older brother's stared at me. I nodded at him though I know his negative feelings towards me.

"Hey, Elena." I tucked my hand behind my girlfriend's head as she came around the corner.

She had a smile on her face as she kissed me, "I missed you." She tugged my hand for me to follow her down the hall.

I pet her cat as it squinted his eyes at me when I walked into the room. I then picked it up and shut it outside. I can't have sex with my girl with an animal staring at us.

"How was your da-"

I pushed my lips against hers and fell onto the bed with her. She kissed me back immediately and wrapped her legs around my waist.

She closed her eyes when my lips trailed to her neck. Her hands burried in my hair and I slid my hand up her dress. My fingers lines her panty line and she let out a satisfied sigh. I sat up and lifted her dress over her body, tossing it to the side.

She sat on her knees and assisted me with my belt as I did my shirt. She looked up at me and wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing me gently. I wasn't in too much of a gentle mood so I stuffed my tongue into her mouth and snapped the band of her panties against her skin. She sunk down and laid flat, her legs spread slightly as I laid down between them, my mouth kissing her torso.

"Gotta be quiet, Blake is still here," she hummed happily.

I glanced up at her and pulled her panties off, "shut up then, would you?"

The smile faded from her face.