We Still Made It Together// Dallas Winston

Chapter 13

Bambi's P.O.V

Once we finally got to his house I slowly unbuckled, taking my heels off and carrying them in my hands as I walked with him, hand and hand. He opened the door for me and I was immediately met with warmth and the smell of cookies.

"Ma' I'm home!" Liam shouted, taking my hand and heading me upstairs.

"Oh, why are you home so early dear?" She asked, walking into the mud room, once she saw me her eyes immediately scanned me up and down, as if she was trying to approve me for her son or not.

"Who's this pretty young lady?" She softly smiled.

"Mom this is Bambi, Bambi this is my mom." Liam said.

"Hi dear, you can just call me Lisa or Mrs. Goodman." She smiled, sticking her hand out.

"Oh my hands are sticky, someone spilt soda on me, I really wouldn't want to get your hands dirty." I softly smiled.

"That's fine. Liam, I made cookies so you guys can have some when they cool down." She said, walking back to the kitchen. He nodded and took my hand, dragging me upstairs.

"God she's annoying sometimes." He sighed, closing his door behind him.

"She seems sweet. You're lucky you got parents that care." I bit my lip, looking down before I went to his closet, taking the hoodie I had last time, with his last name written on the back of it. I also grabbed some sweatpants before walking into his bathroom.

"Damn you've been here once and you act like you've lived here all your life." He chuckled.

I shrugged, closing the bathroom door behind me and started the shower, peeling the sticky dress off my body.

"God I wish I could go back and beat her up." I mumbled before getting in the shower. I just used some of his soap, quickly washing my body as my hair didn't need to be washed. I got out of the shower, wrapped in a towel. I pulled on my undergarments I was originally wearing and I pulled on the clothes I stole from him.

I brushed my hair with my fingers, fixing my appearance up before walking out of his bathroom, jumping onto his bed.

"I know our date got ruined but how about we just watch T.V and chill?" He softly smiled, pulling sweatpants on and taking his shirt off. I blushed as my eyes scanned down his body but I quickly looked away, nodding.

"Ok." He chuckled, climbing into the bed next to me. I laid my head on his chest as he cuddled up with me, turning my attention to the T.V on as he put West Side Story on. I cuddled up with him and he ran his fingers through my hair.

I softly ran my hand down his arm, grabbing his hand and interlocking our fingers. It felt weird being affectionate but it felt weirdly good. I heard a knock on the door and looked up at the door.

"Who is it?" He asked, I felt his chest rumble every time he talked.

"Your mom, I brought cookies. Also Randy is here to see you." She said, poking her head in the door. He sighed, nodding.

"I'll be back." He softly whispered, kissing my head. I nodded, watching him leave and came back, setting a plate of cookies on his bed before leaving again and I heard him walking downstairs.

I grabbed a cookie, taking a small bite of it as I leaned against his bed frame, watching the movie. After a while he came back up and closed his door behind him again, crawling next to me, wrapping his arm around my waist, pulling me close.

"What did Randy want?" I asked softly.

"To go beat up some greasers. Told him I was busy." He shrugged. I nodded, sighing.

"He seems to be very kind." I mumbled.

"He's really not that bad once you get to know him.. You just have to get to know him. He doesn't let many people do that though." He chuckled.

"I don't really want to get to know him." I said.

"You don't have to. I mean it might just help keep soc's off you. There are different ways but.." He said.

I nodded, laying my head on his chest, softly holding his hand again. I felt him squeeze my hand slightly, kissing the top of my head as he softly rubbed his hand up and down my back.

I started to drift off to sleep, setting my half eaten cookie down. We were at another song and I rolled my eyes as all of them danced around, singing and laughing.

"Why does everybody always have to act like everything is fine in movies?" I mumbled.

"I don't know. I think it's supposed to make the viewers feel better." He shrugged.

"That's stupid." I chuckled. "You are making me soft. You suck." I groaned.

"Yeah, I guess it is. It was either this or something like the sound of music though." He sighed.

"Yeah this is good.. Definitely." I said quickly. He laughed at me, softly rubbing my waist with his thumb. I sighed, melting into his touch.

He was turning me soft.

I was becoming soft.

I can't let him take my walls down.

I need to toughen up.

Liam's P.O.V

I looked down at her as I ran my fingers through her soft hair. She was gorgeous. Yeah she was a greaser and I was a soc but that doesn't matter. It's just a status.

I loved the way her green eyes shined when she was happy but turned darker when she was mad. She looked so calm and comfortable in my arms. I wish this moment could last forever. I wanted her to be mine.

"Bambi?" I softly whispered.

"Hmm?" She hummed, looking up at me.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" I asked, looking down at her, into her no longer blue eyes but now hazy green eyes.

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