𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 || 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝟐

d.w. ~ running away

New York. School ~ Y/n & Dallys' hangout spot.
Thursday, 1964.
04:32 p.m.

•••

"What took you so long?"

"I told you, I had an after school activity." I said. "You didn't tell me." "Uh, yes I did."

"And when was that?" He said, folding his arms. "Literally this morning, right here on this lobby." I said. "Oh c'mon, you know I can't function in the morning."

"But you woke up on your own this morning. I got to your place and you were awake and ready." "Oh whatever. C'mon let's go."

•••

"Where did you get spray paint?" I asked, shocked. "I found it. Kind of. Well, stole it a bit but I mean it was just laying around and it didn't have a name so..." He said.

"I'm spray painting these walls. The lady that owns this building will literally kill us." I said to him.

"Then we die together." He said, shaking a can and started spraying the walls.

"Dal-- Dallas!" I said, stopping him. "Hey!" "I do not want to get our asses kicked right now!" I said.

"Aww, you care about me." He teased. "Shut up! Just stop. Don't do it, or I'm leaving." I said. He then sprayed a red line right on the wall and smirked.

I scoff, grabbed my bag and left. "Oh come on, it's not that serious!" He said, catching up. "Hey Y/n-" he said grabbing my arm. "Don't touch me."

"Okay I'm sorry! I'm gonna put the spray paint back later. C'mon baby, don't be mad." He said, teasing me by calling me 'baby'.

"Oh my god, quit it with the 'baby' thing!" I shouted. He stepped back. "I'm leaving." I said and stomped away.

•••

I was in bed, kind of playing with myself. Okay yeah, I'm playing with myself.

And right after I... Came, I went to the bathroom to get cleaned and when I got back I saw Dallas on my bed.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I said blankly. "That was hot." He said. "Answer the goddamn question, Winston."

"You know we should hook up sometime." "Dallas." I said.

"Okay. I was gonna say I'm sorry. You were really mad and you usually aren't this mad." He said. "I'm really sorry. I returned the spray paint and said sorry to the guy who owned 'em"

"It's okay, Dal." I then look at his bag that he brought with him. "You're dad's getting rough again?" "Yeah."

"I'm sorry, but you're sleeping on the floor." I said. "I'm not staying here, Y/n. I'm leaving town."

I stood shocked.

"Why?" I asked. "I can't take it anymore. I'll find a better life somewhere." "And where will you go?"

"Wherever the wind takes me."

"And so you're just gonna leave me?" "Well of course not. I'm taking you with me. Let's go see the world! Live our lives to the fullest!" He said.

"And let my family worry about me? I can't leave them!" I said. He sighs and thinks.

"Then I'll just go alone." He said.

I stayed quiet and then said, "Okay I can't say anything against that. You takin' a train or something?"

"Yeah, sneaking in." He said.

And there was an awkward silence.

"Well, be careful. Oh have this." I took my wallet and gave him 50 bucks.

"What? I can't take this. It's okay, I've got my own money." He said. "Just take it. You'll need it." I said.

He shrugged and took it.

"Thanks." He said. "I'll write to you and call you, possibly."

"I'll write back when you do. Don't get in too much trouble, please? And make some friends so you don't get lonely." I said.

"I will. And I will come back to get you when we're both 17 or 18." He said making me smile.

"Okay. Now go! You've got a train to catch." I said.

"Yeah. But before I do, I have to do this." He walks up to me and smashes his lips on mine. I was shocked at first but then I went along with it.

We let go.

"My train's in a hour so, we got time." He smirked, making me blush.

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