The Outsiders Imagines, Preferences and One Shots

Dallas Imagine

A/N: Before you yell at me, I'm using Dally's book description!

She was a beautiful, brown haired brown eyed 16 year old goddess. Her eyes were a wonderful chocolate hazel, the kind that you could stare at for hours and not get tired of. She had a body and an obsession with Audrey Hepburn and Esther Williams, and only a decade late. She was going to be an actress one day, you could tell from the way she smiled to the way she carried herself. She was going places.

He was a hood, simple as that. His hair was a natural platinum blonde, greased and long, always in his eyes, which were the color of ice, hard and cold, blue. He was anything but handsome, but he was tough. He cared about nothing at all. He was going nowhere, except jail.

These two are polar opposites, but the one thing they have in common? They're both in love.

You see them here, both sitting at a diner.

He sits with a group of loud, rowdy boys sipping on a Coke, blowing bubbles, flirting with the waitresses that he has no chance with, throwing balled up straws wrappers, laughing way too loudly, and just being annoying.

She sits alone, sipping a water and waiting for her food while she runs through her lines for the school play that she scored the lead in. Like I said, she's going to be an actress one day.

Softly she whispers the words, "I love you too, Wade." And tries to make it sound real. But it's because boy playing Wade, Bob Sheldon, that she can't. She looks up to see a guy sitting across from her, on the other side of her booth. It's him, Dallas Winston.

"M-may I help you?" She stutters nervously. He shoots her a smile.

"You nervous, baby?" He asks her. She nods a little bit, she's nervous, but not afraid of him. As much as she wants to, she would never tell him to not call her "baby".

"Why?" He asks, putting a hand out. She doesn't know where it's going, and darts to the other side of the booth. She's saving himself.

"Do I make you nervous?" He asks, not even a hint of feeling in his voice.

"A-a-a little bit, I guess. But it's not for the reason you think, Dallas. Usually, I'm very confident, it's just that..." Her voice trails off as she realizes that she's babbling. Her face turns a deep shade of red, and Dallas laughs.

"I like you," He says to her. They've known each other for what seems like forever, ever since New York, but they've never been close. He never has shared his feelings to her, before now.

"I... I like you too. But we couldn't be together. I have school to go to, and a career to get ready for. I don't have time for someone else right now," She explains. He tries to hide his sadness, but she can see it on his face. That's why she decides to tell him the truth. About how he's a one night stand kind of guy, and she's a saving herself for marriage kind of girl.

"How much do you care about me?" She asks.

Looking down at his hands he mumbles something that sounds like, "A lot." The smile on her face is unmistakeable as she puts her hand in his.

"Dallas, I want to be something to you. I don't just want to be another broad to you," She says. He nods thoughtfully.

"Then you won't be," Is his response, which confuses her.

"Well, then what would I be?" She asks.

"What would you want to be?" He throws back at her.

"Something, Dallas. I want to be your... Your-," She says. He sees her getting stuck, and interrupts.

"My girl?" He asks. Her mouth seems to be too dry to make words, and she grabs her water.

"What would that entail?" She asks him.

"Everything. A promise to love and protect you through everything, to support your dreams and make you happy.... To wait until you're ready," He says, taking her hand and bringing it closer to him.

"I would like that, Dallas. To be your girl," She responds.

"So, do me one favor, then. Call me Dally," He says.

"Dally." She says with a smile.

And the rest was history.

A/N: Not requested, although I have a ton of 3 month old requests that I should probably write... I just got this idea and decided to try it, and I'm actually incredibly proud of it. I might even make a fanfic of it later on.... What do you guys think? Was it any good?