We Still Made It Together// Dallas Winston

Chapter 3

Bambi's P.O.V.

It was now around 7pm and I was in my moms living room, digging through my bags I brought, trying to find something to wear. I was in my last bag and I was going to scream if I didn't bring any of my party dresses.

I unzipped the bag, smiling when I saw all my party dresses. I chose a very short, black spaghetti strap dress that hugged my body and wasn't super super revealing but was hot. Some spots had a scrunched up look and it had an illusion cut, showing off my chest.

I quickly laced my heels up, seeing my nails weren't painted so I quickly painted them white before I sat on my floor, grabbing my makeup bag. I found it, grabbing a small mirror I had and started to do my makeup. I didn't want to put too much on but I also wanted to look good.

"I'll be in the car, I'll honk when you need to be out." Keith said, grabbing his keys and walking out of the house.

I did some concealer where I needed it, blush, mascara, highlighter, and lip gloss. It looked good and it was simple.

I felt my toenails making sure they were dry before I stood up, doing some last minute stuff before I heard a honk. I grabbed my black purse and walked out the door, immediately getting goosebumps once I walked outside but I was used to the cold, saying I just came back from New York.

I got into Keith's beat up car, sitting in the front, looking in the back as I saw Steve.

"Lookin good." He smirked. I rolled my eyes, looking forwards again as Keith sped off, heading towards one of the bars. I'm pretty sure we were going to Bucks.

I opened my window, sticking my hand out, catching the cool air in my hands. I felt my hair stick to my lip gloss and I quickly blew it away.

"What are you doing?" Keith chuckled.

"Trying to get my hair to unstick from my lips." I mumbled, pulling my hair away and wiping it with my hand.

"Dumbass." He chuckled, shaking his head, quickly pulling into Buck's parking lot.

"Is Dallas walking?" I asked, confused, why we didn't pick him up.

"Nah, he lives here." Steve laughed, getting out of the car.

I nodded, quickly getting out of the car, clutching my purse tightly to my body as I shivered, the wind blowing on me and my hair flew into my lip gloss.

"Son-of-a-bitch." I mumbled, pulling my hair out of my lip gloss again. I quickly walked into the bar, getting hit with the smell of smoke, sweat, and alcohol. I walked towards the bar, ordering a Manhattan cocktail, one of the strongest and best drinks.

I was tapping my fingers on the counter as I waited, slightly jumping as I felt arms wrap around my waist.

"You look good, doll." I heard Dallas whisper in my ear with a deep voice, his hot breath on my neck.

"Thanks." I softly smiled. "Now get your hands off me." I chuckled, pushing his hands away.

"Playing hard to get, huh?" He smirked, wrapping his arms around me again as I turned towards him, putting his hands on my ass.

"Nope." I sighed, grabbing my drink and chugging half of it down. He rolled his eyes, chuckling as he watched me chug it.

"Aren't those a little..strong?" He asked.

"I'm no lightweight, one won't even make me tipsy." I chuckled, chugging the rest.

"Shots?" I asked. He nodded and I ordered a couple rounds, quickly shooting them down with him.

I got a beer, opening it as I went out onto the floor, dancing to the music as I waited for the alcohol to kick in a little. I was dancing for about 10 minutes before I got a little tipsy, already going through 3 beers.

I walked up to the counter, ordering more shots and quickly shooting them down. I felt someone's eyes on me and when I looked over I saw Dallas watching me. I smirked at him before taking a couple more shots, feeling the cold liquid tingle my throat.

Soon enough I couldn't feel my body and next thing I knew I was at my moms house with Dallas, giggling.

"Doll, be quiet. People are sleeping." He chuckled, opening the door.

"O~oopsies." I hiccuped, stumbling to the living room and sitting on the couch.

"Dalllyyy~" I whined, seeing him walk into the living room as well.

"What?" He sighed, closing the door behind him.

"I want these off!" I said, trying to kick my heels off.

"Ok, ok." He mumbled, kneeling down in front of me and trying to take them off.

"How the fuck do you undo these." He cussed. I shrugged, giggling and it took him like 10 minutes to get them off of me.

"Thank you. I don't want this either." I whined, trying to take my dress off.

"Keep that on, doll." He sighed.

"No!" I whined. He groaned, digging through my bags looking for something as I was still trying to take my dress off.

Dallas' P.O.V

I was digging through her bags, trying to find her some clothes and I found some pajama bottoms and a tank top. I turned back around towards her and saw her tangled in her dress straps, still trying to get her dress off.

I chuckled, walking over to her and untangling the straps sliding the top of her dress off and putting her tank top on. I slid her pajama bottoms up, under her dress before pulling her dress off and throwing it in a pile.

"Can you take my makeup off?" She hiccuped.

"Where is the stuff for it?" I sighed.

"I-n my small p-ink bag." She said, I nodded, looking around until I found her bag and looked for something that was somewhat familiar looking to me. I looked at the packaging and saw it said 'makeup wipes' so I grabbed them and walked back towards her.

"Sit." I said, pointing to the couch. She sat down and I walked in front of her, kneeling in front of her and wiping her makeup off. I threw the wipe away and put the package back.

"Bed time?" She yawned. I nodded again and walked back out, laying her down.

"Wait.. I need my hair out." She hiccuped, sitting back up and taking her hair out of her half ponytail. I groaned, going back into her bag and grabbing her hairbrush. I sat behind her on the couch and she leaned back against me but I pushed her back up.

"I need to brush your hair." I sighed, gently brushing her hair. She nodded, rubbing her eyes. I finished brushing her hair and she leaned back against me again and I just sighed, putting her brush on the ground and wrapping my arms around her waist.

"Stay with m-e tonight?" She mumbled, burying her face in my chest.

"Sure." I whispered, kissing her head as I ran my hand through her hair, laying down. I turned her lamp off, hugging her as I heard her soft snores.

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