𝘛𝘢𝘭𝘬 ; 𝗱𝗮𝗹-𝗯𝗶𝘁

𝘗 𝘢 𝘳 𝘵 - 𝘵 𝘩 𝘳 𝘦 𝘦

T w o b i t , m a t t h e w s :

I stared at Dallas, breathing heavily. I was about to kiss him. My heart was racing, and so was my mind.

I stood up and walked away from where we were sitting. I couldn't stay near him. I needed to think, for two minutes.

I bought a coke and stood around some cars, occasionally laughing at a few socs when they walked past wearing there khakis and madras. Most of the time they didn't reply and other times they'd say stuff like "Go to hell." I found it hilarious.

My mind cooled off and I was ready to go back to Dally.

As I was walking back, I stopped in my tracks to see him eating a girls face off. Johnny and Pony were staring at them and laughing, moving away from Dally as if he had a disease.

I couldn't help but think that that could've been me and him if I didn't run away or if there was a jump scare. Darn movies, I hate horror. I wish I kissed Dally. I wish I was sat in that seat.

I took a seat between Dally and Pony, and stared at the movie. An angry look creeped on to my face. I was pissed. I didn't know why I wanted to kiss Dally so bad.

I coughed to see if Dally stopped. He didnt. I rolled my eyes and slid my hand under his shirt and up his back.  He stopped and looked at me. So did his broad.

"Hey Dal', you wanna come to mine after?" Ponyboy asked. He didnt ask me cause he already knew I was coming.

"I was gonna go back to Bucks with Mel-"

"Yeah Dally! Come on, it'll be fun." I smirked.

He looked at me and sighed. "Get off of me." He pushed the girl, who I'm guessing is Mel, off of him. "You ain't my type anyway." He pulled my hand out of his shirt and stood up. He grabbed my hand again and dragged me to the toilets near the concession stand.

"What's up Dal?" I asked. He pushed me into a stall. I sat on the toilet, and looked up at him.

"The hell do you think you're doing? Don't go shoving your hand up my shirt!"

I laughed. "You weren't looking at m-"

"So everything's about you now, huh?"

I stopped laughing. My smile faded and I looked down at the floor. "Look at me when I'm talking to you." He grabbed my chin and lifted it up. I stared at him.

"I just really wanted to kiss you." I said sheepishly.

"Why didnt you say so?" I was somewhat surprised with his reaction. I expected him to beat me to a bloody pulp.

"Cause you were swapping spit with some dime-store broad." I rolled my eyes.

"Don't be sassy." He leaned down, until he was eye level with me. I stared at his lips while he stared into my eyes. I looked up so that we made eye contact.

Dally connected our lips. I had been waiting for this.

I put my hand at the back of his head, and deepened the kiss. He gently bit my bottom lip before slipping his tongue into his mouth. He put his hands on my waist and pulled me up. He pushed our bodies together, and flipped us around. Dally pressed my body up against the door.

"Oh Keith.. Keith." He repeated my name over and over. His kisses on my neck turned into bites. My hand moved down to the back of his neck while the other wiped my sweaty head.

He grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head. I helped.

My mind was going a hundred miles an hour. Was my first time with a boy really gonna be in a bathroom stall?

I grabbed his jacket and pulled it off of him while he kissed my collarbone and chest.

The bathroom door opened. "Dally? Two-bit?" Pony shouted. Me and Dally stopped.

I grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head. Then I crawled under the stall 'wall' and walked out of there to look like I had been in there. "Hey Pone." I looked a mess. Hair was sticking to my forehead, my shirt was on backwards.

I looked down. "Whoops?" I took my shirt off and turned it around. Dally walked out of the stall next to the one I came out of and smirked at me. "What?" I asked.

Johnny pointed to the marks on my neck and chest. I sighed. I did think of a good excuse though.

"Just some broad I was with the other night.." I rubbed the back of my head.

"What about the sweat?" Dally asked. I glared at him.

"I was taking a shit." I washed my hands. Johnny and Ponyboy nodded, then turned around to leave.

"What were you thinking?!" I asked Dally.

"It would've been funny if you had no excuse."

"Wont be funny when everyone finds out you take it up the ass." I mumbled.

"Who said I was taking it? You were the one pinned against a wall-" A soc walked in.

I snickered. "Look at your pants!" I put my hands on my knees and laughed.

The soc rolled his eyes and locked himself inside a cubicle. Meanwhile, Dally walked up behind me and pressed his body against mine. I stood up. "Fuck you." He smirked and put his arm around me.