Dallas Winston - 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤/ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

♡︎tonight

I walked the long, painful, straight walk to his house. The cut was hurting worse every step I made. I looked up and my eyes gravitated towards the streetlights.

I looked around and I realized where I was. I started to speed up and I walked upstairs to his room. I knocked on the door and I got nothing until I heard heavy footsteps and he made his way to the door and opened it. He looked exhausted but when he saw my arm soaked in blood, he pulled me in and checked my arm.

He cringed at the wound and rushed to grab a med kit. He cleaned it up despite my screams of pain and he covered it up. As I recovered from the burning pain, I walked to the door and I pressed the wound and winced. He wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed my cheek.

"Why don't you stay here tonight?" He asked and I smiled. I turned around and kissed him softly and he smiled too. "Okay," I said softly and he brought me to the bed and we laid down and he attacked me with kisses and I giggled.

I took my shirt off and was left in a cami and I looked at my wound and I frowned. He gently rubbed his thumb next to it and I smiled softly. "It'll be okay." He whispered and I nodded and I looked at him, and I thought, holy shit, I think I love him.