𝟐𝟎 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ; dallas winston

CHAPTER 7

20 QUESTIONS | DAY FOUR PT. 2
"was that your first kiss?"

NANCY MATTHEWS P.O.V

I THINK DALLY had forgotten that my mom's boyfriend was the sheriff of Tulsa, Oklahoma. I could care less, but for Dally that was big seeing as he was frequently in the cooler.

"Dallas Winston?" Tom asked once he reached us, "Please don't tell me this was your doing."

"It wasn't, Sheriff. Some Soc's got to her, Keith and I scared the rest off." Dally assured, setting me on the couch.

"Golly," Tom sighed. "You know who they are? I could fit a description in the paper."

"Nah man, it's not worth it. They won't be comin' back anytime soon." He ran his hands through his hair. "I'll take her upstairs and clean her up if that's okay with you."

"Yeah that's fine." Tom nodded, but stopped Dally before he picked me up and brought me upstairs. "Thank you, Dallas. For helping her, I mean."

I didn't know that he had the capability of being nice at all, but he also wasn't drunk like usual. It made me feel nice to know that he cared about me, even if it wasn't a lot.

Once Dally and I got upstairs, he walked into my room and then into my bathroom. He then shut the door and sat me up on the counter.

"Is it super bad?" I asked, hopefully.

"A cut on the lip and a bruise under the eye, your nose was bleeding too. It's not super bad but your face is pretty red." Dally chuckled, grabbing stuff out of the bathroom cabinet.

He poured alcohol on a small rag.

I winced as he rubbed it over the cut on my lip, "Dammit." I muttered.

"You'll be fine." Dally smirked, pressing his thumb to my lip and swiping off any excess blood.

I knew I was blushing, as much as I tried to hide it. This only made his smirk grow bigger as he washed his hands off next to me.

"If you hate everyone in this town and you are this super big tuff guy, then why did you save me?" I asked, looking into his eyes. "That's my question."

"Because Two-Bit would've been mad if I didn't, okay?" He rolled his eyes, throwing away the bloody tissues he used for my nose.

"Your question?" I sighed, picking at my red nails.

"Why do you care so much about everyone, man?"

I bit my lip, "I don't."

"It's obvious!"

He flipped his hands up, "All you do is make sure everyone is okay or make people happy when they are having a bad day. You're all giggly and smiley and shit. It's all bullshit!"

"Because just one thing can brighten someone's day, so why not help people? It doesn't benefit you to be such an asshole constantly." I mumbled.

"Whatever." He groaned and yanked the door open, walking back into my room.

"Wait, Dal! I didn't mean it-" I grabbed his leather jacket and followed into my room with him, "I'm sorry."

"Yeah?" Dally spat, "And how do I know you mean it?"

We were only centimeters apart, I could feel his heavy, agitated breath on my lips. He moved closer to me and I did to, his eyes flickering from my eyes to my lips multiple times.

I made the first move, pushing my lips onto his softly. I quickly pulled away in shock of myself. "I'm so sorry!"

Dallas smirked slyly, "Nothing to be sorry for, darlin'." He smashed his lips onto mine, confidently.

His arms snaked around my waist while mine tugged at his hair, he shoved me against the wall aggressively as our once slow kiss turned into a make out session.

I felt his tongue slip into my mouth as I melted into the kiss, no kiss has ever felt as good as this one does.

We were interrupted by a heavy knock on the door, I pulled apart quickly and adjusted my blouse and patted my hair down.

I looked over at Dally who was just smirking like crazy.

I ran over to the door, opening it.

"Hey where did Dal go?" Two-Bit asked.

I frantically looked around the room, knowing that he would be upset if there was a boy in my room. But I couldn't see Dally so he must've hidden himself, thinking the same thing as me.

"Oh he went home, I was just lying down. I'm still a little shaken up by everything." I sighed.

Two-Bit nodded, "Well I'm gonna go back to the gang and let them know what happened, I love you." He kissed my forehead and ran back downstairs.

I shut the door softly and turned around to Dally getting out of my closet.

"I got to see a special edition of your underwear collection." Dally smirked and I hit his chest, "Not funny!"

"Don't be mad doll," His smirk faded. "Was that your first kiss?"

"No, I've had a boyfriend before." I laughed softly.

"Well I'm sure I was better at kissing than whoever that fool was." Dally bit his lip, looking back down at my lips.

"You were." I barely whispered before his lips were on mine again.

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