Dallas Winston - 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤/ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

♪Every Other Memory

A/N: I HAVE A LOT OF SONG IMAGINES IN MIND
IB: Every Other Memory by Ryan Hurd
These are sad Ik I'm still mentally recovering from the last one.
Context: dally and y/n broke up because she left him.

She slipped right through my fingers and I let her.

She fell into the arms of another man and I felt like my world was ending. Nothing was right anymore, not even with the gang. She left us all behind with her Soc and I felt like everything was crashing again.

I needed to tell her what was eating away at my mind but I had no idea what she was doing or where she was, the only thing I could think of to do was get drunk. But I was scared.

I stormed into Buck's and I immediately hit the bar where Buck recognized what I needed and passed it down the bar counter to me. I downed the first glass and I felt somebody tap my shoulder.

I turned around with a muffled grunt and I saw her there, her face covered in regret. I wanted her so bad but I couldn't, she left me.

"What do you want?" I spit at her like venom. She shuttered at my words.

"I want a second chance." She said and my heart started to beat quickly. She wanted me back.

"Not happenin' sweetheart." I spun in my chair back facing the bar knowing so well that I did want her.

She spun me back around to look at her. I had a shocked expression with her eagerness to get me back and she had anger written all over her.

"It didn't work! I thought I wanted him, when he tried to get in my pants I- I realized you were the only guy I wanted Dal, now if you're gonna be a prude and push me away then fine-" I put my hand up to stop her.

"I still smell the smoke from those Fourth of July fireworks, doll. Everyday. I still feel the kick of the drums from the front row of the concert." I start. The whiskey and her face made me want to cry at her feet.

"When we were both drunk at that party, when I said I love you. You laughed at me like I was crazy but I swear doll that's when I knew." She was taken by surprise at my words. She sat down next to me and I faced her and I felt my face get hot but I couldn't cry, not right here, not right now.

"That last call, our first kiss never left my mind. Every time I see my leather jacket I think about how you had it wrapped around your shoulders, this whole October." Buck passed us both a whiskey at this point. She downed her first glass and looked at me with tears in her eyes.

"And that sunset, we were barefoot, sitting around that fire on the beach." She said slightly above a whisper.

"And when the sky lights up, god it's your shade of blue. Every other memory is you, baby, and I hate it."

"Dally I-" She started. I shook my head.

"Even though it's over it's like you're playing hard to forget, you're here with him, and when I close my eyes I see you underneath those stars."

"It's the same for me." She looked at the ground. I knew she was serious, and I wanted her in my arms so bad.

"It's you and me, wrapped up in the summer outside, I can still feel your hands all over me." She finally looked at me after speaking and I let a tear fall. She let a sympathy smile over take her hurt-ridden face and I broke. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding and I put one hand on her face. She rested her hand on mine and I needed to kiss her.

I rethought everything and I didn't know if I should take her back. She was every thing I ever wanted but I didn't know whether to trust her and get hurt again. I hesitated with my movements but I led her outside and I stood against the house.

"I can't trust you, baby." I say and her face turned hurt again.

"Does that mean-" She began, but I kissed her. God I missed her.

"But I can try." I said.