Dally's POV
I wake up and Rosie is snuggled against me and I smile a little before snapping to my senses. This is the bosses daughter, I am so dead if he finds out she even was near me. I had to stay away from her. All of the sudden, her crystal green eyes open slowly. She smiles sleepily at me, rubbing her eyes.
"Mornin Dal." She says, yawning.
"Hey." I say, sighing
I take a deep breath and lay back down beside her. Her warm, soft body pressed against mine. Only concealed by the thin layer of a night gown- ah! snap out of it! I AM NOT GOING TO THINK THAT WAY ABOUT MY BOSSES DAUGHTER!!!!!!!! Her warm breath caressed my neck, oh this is bad. She looked at me, her eyes wide and innocent.
"Whats wrong?" She asked me, guiniuine care was etched across her features.
"W-we can't- ya know- be together, ya know?" I studder.
She tilts her head to the side, her eyes perplexed.
"You like me?" She asks
"Well-I-uh-mean-yeah." I say, blushing.
She slaps me, hard enough to make my head jerk. There's something familar about it though, that ring on her finger and the usual sting. I realize it's Sylvia.
"Aw how cute, you thought I was your lover." Sylvia says, smirking.
"No!" I shout.
Here we go again.
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FanficThis is a story about Dally before the gang when he was 16 and growing up on the streets.I hope to answer all questions about Dally's past along with some the gang later.
