Back from the dead

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January 20th, 1984
Bucks bar

Naomi POV:
Dally pinned me against the wall and kissed me for what felt like the 100th time.

(Great start to a new chapter, right?)

I had my hands through his hair as he moved down to my neck. He had his shirt off and seemed like he wanted mine off as well, but I didn't budge just to piss him off.

"C'mon doll.." he said playfully with a small laugh.

"We're waiting, dal'..." I wasn't sure if we were going to be married yet..but I hope so.

"Fine..whatever you say goes.."

"That's not something Dallas Winston would say." I say smirking.

"Oh shut up."

So I don't really know what me and dally are at the moment, dating wise I mean. He said he loved me—but not exactly to my face. He didn't know I could hear him and he still doesn't know, but I'm gonna tell him.

I plane on asking him later on today, or tomorrow maybe..but it may be weird. I know I love him..a lot.

"You ok? You seemed zoned out.." he asked suddenly. I blushed.

"Shit- yeah, yeah." I responded. He just grinned and flicked my arm. He leaned off of me from the wall and went over to his small nightstand next to his bed. He grabbed his cigarettes and I walked over immediately and we both grabbed one. He sat on the bed next to me and we both smoked.

"I need to see the rest of the gang, I haven't seen them since I woke up."

"Yeah I've been hogging you.." He grinned and nudged my shoulder.

"And I don't mind it one bit." I smiled.

"I can walk you over there if ya want."

"Yeah let's roll." He put on a jacket (that's not his leather one because I'm wearing it) and shoved his cigarettes in his pocket.

We said bye to buck and he glared at us suspiciously, I hope he doesn't think we went that far..

He walked down the street and he put his arm around me.

"Dal'..?"

"Hm?"

"What are we?" I didn't put much thought into this sentence. I just spit out what I was thinking.

"...what do you mean by that?" He chuckled.

"I mean like..dating wise.." I got quieter the more the sentence went on.

"Well doll.." he hesitated.

"Naomi Davis, will you be my girlfriend?" He held out his cigarette as if it was flowers or a ring. I just laughed.

"Yes.." I took his cigarette and gave him mine, I guess it's official now.

"What a professional proposal you had there."

"Yeah, I thought real long and hard about it."

"Oh I'm sure you did."
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