I was staring at the stars sitting on my back porch when my stepmom called me inside saying someone was calling and it was for me. Oh yeah stepmom now. I was forced to go to their wedding and it sucked seeing someone just as awful get married to my father. I ended up calling Dallas that day while my parents went out shopping for the wedding.
Flashback
I was staring out my window when I saw the paper sitting on my desk. I picked it up and went over to the phone in my room
I dialed the numbers and waited for someone to pick up.
"Hello?" That deep voice that for some reason I adored.
"Hey...Dallas right?"
"The one and only. This that doll from the other night?" He asked.
"I wouldn't say 'doll' but yeah." I replied.
"Hey man. Hopin' you would call. I happen to notice how beautiful you are. Can I take ya out sometime?" He asked
"Wow that was forward." I thought.
"I dunno. All my friends say to avoid you. But eh. Sure. I'll go with ya." I said.
"Dingo at noon?" He asked.
"Today?"
"Yeah. Why not?"
"See ya there." I replied and hung up
Flashback ends
God he was something. That hair that he never greased back, the smell of calonge, cigarettes, and alcohol. God I couldn't get enough.
I paced back and forth. I knew he was known for one week dates and then ghosting them but. Something seemed sincere with him. Maybe I was overthinking this.
Maybe I was overthinking him...
YOU ARE READING
My doll-Dallas Winston-Smut warning (somewhat. I might cringe to much)
SonstigesAmy Lee is a girl who happens to get jumped by Bobs group of socs. Out of the blue a tall muscular greaser shooed them off and helped her up. She immediately recognized him. Dallas Winston...
