We Still Made It Together// Dallas Winston

Chapter 12

Bambi's P.O.V

I was home, doing my makeup before I pulled on my tight fitted black dress, it went down to my mid thighs and it had see-through black sleeves. I fixed up my curls and put on red lipstick with my black heels. I walked down the stairs, grabbing my black purse and I heard a honk.

I forgot to grab my jacket as I quickly left the house, carefully walking down the stairs. Liam opened the door for me and I slid into the car. Once he got in I sighed, slightly cold.

"Just so you know.. I don't usually do well in relationships." I said softly, looking at him as he turned the heat up.

"That's all right." He softly smiled, putting his hand on my thigh and driving away. I saw the gang peering out the window and I rolled my eyes

"You clean up well." I softly chuckled.

"I could say the same." He smiled, his eyes running down my body before he put his eyes back on the road.

"So, gonna tell me where you're taking me?" I asked.

"Nope." He chuckled.

"Finee~ I guess I'll be patient." I groaned. He chuckled, rubbing his thumb over my thigh.

"Good." He smiled, turning towards soc territory.

"I hate how we have "territory's" we can't pass." I mumbled.

"Yet we all pass them." He smiled, glancing over at me.

"True." I chuckled, looking out the window.

"Sooo~" I said, putting my hand on his. "Where we goin'?"

"Somewhere on soc territory." He chuckled, interlocking our fingers.

I groaned. "You really won't tell me?"

"Nope." He laughed, entering soc territory, the houses immediately became nicer looking, huge driveways, no chipping paint, and huge well built houses.

"Wow, you guys really are living life." I whispered under my breath.

"It's really not as nice as it looks." He chuckled.

"How so?" I asked, looking over at him.

"Life's rough. Can't act tough or bad, parents will throw us out and cuss at us, saying "if we wanna act like greasers live with 'em!" He scuffed.

I nodded "Our parents kicked us out randomly and for no reason." I whispered, looking out the window again.

"But that's ok, if they don't care about us why live with them?" I cleared my throat.

"You ok?" He asked softly. I nodded again, watching all the big houses go by us. He sighed, rubbing his thumb over my thigh again, turning towards fancy restaurants, he pulled into one of the parking lots of the restaurant called "Cattlemen's Steakhouse"

"Is it bad that I've never heard of this place? I mean even when I was a kid and the Curtis parents lived in the middle class I'd never heard of this place." I chuckled under my breath.

"No, I didn't know it existed until a couple days ago." He softly smiled. "And I live over here." He said before getting out of the car and opening the door for me.

"Thanks." I softly smiled, getting out of the car and taking his hand as we walked inside.

"I am not used to dressing up." I groaned, my feet already hurting.

"Would you like me to carry you home like a princess?" He smirked.

"I mean.. I wouldn't complain." I shrugged. He chuckled, rolling his eyes at me.

"Reservation for Goodman." He said, walking to the waiter behind one of the podium things.

The waiter nodded and quickly brought us to a fancy candle lit table. I immediately asked myself why the hell am I doing all this lovey dovey shit but I also liked the attention and love I was being shown, even though I would never admit it.

I sat down, sliding across the cold booth, sitting in the middle of it as he sat across from me.

"What are you going to get?" He softly smiled, folding his hands and placing them on the table.

"I don't know yet, never been here." I softly chuckled, looking down at the table. Soon enough a waitress came and you could tell she didn't like being here, that was until she saw Liam and her eyes lit up.

"Hi, I'll be your waitress for today. I'm Cindy." She smiled, twirling her hair around her finger. I bit my lip, trying not to laugh at how stupid she looked.

"Here are your menus, can I start y'all off with a drink?" She asked, I saw her eyes scan Liam.

"I'll just have a pepsi." I sighed, trying not to let her annoy me.

"And for you?" She smirked, looking at Liam.

"I'll get the same." He cleared his throat.

"That'll be right out." She smiled, walking away as she purposely swayed her hips. I rolled my eyes, snorting slightly.

"Huh? What are you laughing about?" Liam asked, startled by my sudden outburst.

"She looks absolutely ridiculous. She couldn't keep your eyes off you and she was clearly.. Awfully flirting with you." I laughed, covering my mouth with my hand. He chuckled, rolling his eyes.

"Dear lord." He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he tried not to laugh.

"Sorry..sorry." I said, catching my breath..

"No you aren't." He smirked.

"I know." I giggled, looking down at the table. Cindy walked back over with our drinks, putting mine on the table, purposely spilling some and getting a splash on my dress.

"Oops.. I'm so sorry. Let me help you!" She said, grabbing napkins and just hitting my drink over, causing it to spill all over me. I gasped, looking down at my dress.

"Are you kidding me!" I exclaimed, standing up.

"Oh.. I'm sorry. I-I really didn't mean to." She frowned, obviously lying. I sighed, trying to make sure I didn't make myself look bad by beating her to the core and I just rolled my eyes.

"Whatever. It's fine." I mumbled. Liam stood up, with some napkins, wiping off my exposed skin at least.

"C'mon, I'll let you shower and change at my house." He whispered in my ear, kissing my temple. I immediately calmed down and nodded, softly smiling at him.

"Still wanna be carried out like a princess?" He asked, giving me a big grin.

"Sure." I softly giggled, wrapping my arms around his neck. He picked me up bridal style and I tightened my grip around him as he carried me out, carefully setting me in the passenger seat of his car.

"Sorry this didn't go as planned." He sighed, getting in the car and closing the door behind him.

"It's ok." I softly smiled, placing my hand on his. He smiled back, holding my hand and interlocking our fingers. It was a silent drive back to his house, not an awkward silence but a calming silence.

It felt good, I was holding hands with someone who showed he cared. But I was also scared because I was changing my whole attitude just so he wouldn't think I'm a good for nothing grease.

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