"I think you should leave your house." Dal said
"Dal I can't. I'm not sleeping in the lot."
"Sleep here"
"I would die" I said looking away
"How" he asked as if he knew the answer
"Uh...I...Because..." I said and shrugged
"You like me...don't you? He said
"No..."
"You sure." He asked/said with that stupid ole smirk that always made me smile
"Mhm..."
"I don't think you are."
"Ok fine. I do. I do like you." I finally admitted.
His sent, that smirk, the way he cared for me. It always seemed to attract me towards him. Over all this I can't date him. Hes Dallas Winston. The towns tuff guy. The tuff guy who can't love anyone.
He chuckled and then went silent.
"You know I've never loved anyone."
"I know."
"I like you. I do I just don't know if I can love anyone"
"I understand. But maybe we can give this a shot. Maybe you'll learn to love"
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My doll-Dallas Winston-Smut warning (somewhat. I might cringe to much)
LosoweAmy 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...
