Dallas x reader

Chapter one

The gang sat around in the living room, two-bit was eating cake, Sodapop and steve were playing cards loudly, Darry was still at work, Ponyboy was on the sofa, and dally was nowhere to be seen.

Dally was probably one of the hottest people I have ever laid eyes on before. He was a typical bad boy but you were a Curtis, Sodapop's twin. Soda and you had always been close since your parent died in a tragic car accident, that had left you traumatized.

The door swung open and a bloody Dally stumbled in.

“Dally!” I exclaimed as he fell on the couch next to Pony.

“Bob and his friends were waiting by the diner” he mumbled. He was losing blood fast so I pressed your hand under his shirt, over the biggest wound to stop the blood flow while I bandaged up his eye. He smiled dangerously at me and whispered so you could only hear, “like that doll?” You looked away as you felt the blood rush to your cheeks.

Darry’s cold gaze was burning into my neck, as I dared to not turn around.

I finished bandaging him up and walked upstairs to change into old, torn jeans, worn converse, and a leather jacket. Before I headed to the bathroom, I slipped my switchblade, just in case. I touched up my mascara before jogging downstairs. Soda looked up as I walked past “where are you headed?” “just out,” I replied, nowhere, particularly in mind. As the cold air chilled me to the bone, I began walking towards Bucks, which was practically shaking due to the music.

I entered the crowded bar and made my way to the front. “Can I have a beer?” I ask, or yell. “Sure!” Buck yells. “On me!” “Thank you, Buck,” I chuckle. Buck had been your childhood friend and was chill.

Several drinks later I slouched down on the sofa. ‘Ugh,’ I thought, as your stomach was tearing itself apart from the inside.

“Hey, beautiful!” a stranger yelled. I looked up as he grabbed your face, kissing you. My mind filled with terrier as he picked me up and began walking out the door. “Put me down!” I yelled, near tears. “Hey!” I heard a voice protest. I looked up at Dally.

Dallas fucking Winstin.

Why he was here, you had no idea, but he just saved your ass. The stranger put me down and I ran towards Dally. He wrapped a hand around my waist, practically touching my ass in the process. My face lit up with embarrassment.

“She was mine,” the stranger announced.”No, she has always been mine,” Dally responded before slugging the guy in the face. I gasped and stepped back, right into Dally.

“Come here doll,” he said as he picked me up and carried me into what I supposed was his room. “Stay here,” he demanded before throwing me on the bed, and then he started to dig through his dresser.

“What did you do that for?” I asked, still confused by his protectiveness.

He stopped digging around and looked ahead at the wall. “Because I was worried that you were gonna get hurt,” he said, rather quietly.

He threw a long tee shirt of his at me. “Change,” he demanded. I watched as he slid his shirt off, exposing his hard shoulders and tan body. I got up and walked to the bathroom, removing and folding my clothes. I walked back out and he looked down at my body, as I now felt rather self-conscious as my thighs were showing and there was nothing beneath.

He lay down and I sat on the edge of the bed. “Well?” he asked. “What?” I responded, confused. “Are you gonna lay down or not?”

“Can I first call Darry and let him know where I am?” I asked. “Sure, phones outside the door.

I opened the door and dialed his number into the pay phone. “Hello?” A voice responds who I matched to Soda. “Hey, it's y/n.

I just wanted you to pass on the message that I will be back in the Morning.” The silence was followed by a dissatisfied grunt. “Where are you?” “At Bucks,” I said. More silence. “Are you at Dallys?” “No” I said. “Alright..”

I sighed and hung up the phone before walking back into Dally’s room. I slowly got into his bed, lying at his side.

He wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me close. My breathing got more raged as he slowly leaned toward my ear. “Night’ doll,”