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Bullshit - Dallas Winston x reader

I should've known walking home was a stupid idea. I mean,I was a girl walking home by herself late at night,the perfect target no? Well that didn't occur to me until Bob Sheldon (big time Soc and big time ASSHOLE) pulled up next to me.

"You look lost,greaser" he drawled nastily.I didn't reply and simply quickened my pace.It's best if you don't show fear in these kind of situations but I was shaking in my boots and it was clear as day too.  "Well c'mon,let us help ya out" he said,and before I knew it five guys over 6 foot had leapt out of the car and made a beeline straight for me.

I started running but Bob immediately grabbed a hold of me. "Greasers like you should know not to walk through this terrritory late at night" he whipped out his switchblade, "bad things can happen".

That was when I started to panic. "Please" I gasped, "please let me go" . He laughed at me as expected. "Sure we will" he grinned, "right after we have some fun!" 
He was so close to me I could smell the alcohol on his breath,I knew this wasn't going to be good.

...

Five minutes and five - thousand kicks and hits later they finally let me be,revving off in their blue mustang laughing their asses off.I had tried to fight back but five against one was hardly fair.Everything ached,they had beat me in every place you could hit someone.I knew it would be so much worse in the morning...and I was really looking forward to it.

The truth is,I didn't even want to move from being slumped against some random building on the Soc side of town.Me and my Mom had a massive fight before I left the house,she doesn't like me hanging around with greasers.She says they're a "bad influence" which may be true,but they're the only thing keeping me in this town until I finish high school.I couldn't bear it without them.I was gonna ponder about that and ache a little more,until the baddest influence of all,Dallas Winston came strolling over to me.

I mentally groaned,It could have been anyone else! I'm gonna be honest Dallas Winston scared me,we were the same age but he was a lot taller and stronger.I talked to him the least out of everyone in the gang,he was a walking question mark.He only ever seemed to have a soft spot for Johnny which makes sense because he's the sweetest guy around.

He loomed over me as a puff of smoke billowed out his mouth, "what the hell happened to you?" he asked. I glared at him, "what does it look like,I got jumped."

He scoffed, "that was stupid.Shouldn'ta been on Soc territory"
"you're on Soc territory are you not?" I retorted angrily. "calm down doll" he said taking another puff of his cig, "I can walk ya home if ya want". I sighed, "No,thanks.I don't even wanna go home"

"Why?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, "you fighting with your mom again?"
"How did you guess" I replied warily, "I'll be fine,just give me a second and I'll be on my feet."
"It sure don't look like it", Dallas sucked his teeth. "I'd take ya to the Curtis house but I don't wanna wake them.Can you stand? I'll take ya to Bucks,it's not far."

This wasn't happening! I couldn't go home with Dallas Winston,what would people think! "It's fine" I tried to pull myself up,grimacing. "Clearly" he responded, "come on I'll give you a hand".

I expected him to pull me up but to my surprise,he scooped me into his arms and flung me over his shoulder. "Dallas put me down!" I whined,kicking my legs.It probably didn't hurt him one bit as I was so worn out and he was so tough skinned but it made me feel better.  "No way" he insisted, "you're in bad shape sweetheart".

"I know but I can walk fine!" I retorted huffily. He stopped walking for a second, "you wanna try and walk?"
"Yes! Now put me down!"
"Fine,let's see how that goes".

He set me down gently on the ground and let go of me.To my utmost annoyance my knees buckled within a second. "Told you" he said sighing and sweeping me up again.

...

After what seemed like forever we made it to Bucks.There was still a party going on but me being carried upstairs (looking like I'd just been shoved in a blender) by the Dallas Winston wasn't the weirdest thing going on there.

Once we got to the small box room Buck let Dallas crash in he placed me cautiously onto his bed. He started wandering about the room,frantically looking for god knows what. "They cut you anywhere?" he asked. I nodded,I was choking back tears at this point.Less than an hour ago I was tucked up in my bedroom and now I was here.Also my injuries were hurting me real bad. "Well where? Don't be shy" he snapped impatiently.

I wouldn't call myself a crybaby but when people spoke harshly to me like that it set me off,and I was already feeling pretty emotional so the tears just came rushing out.

Dallas sighed and came over and sat next to me on his bed. He pulled me closer to him and hugged me tight. "I'm sorry Y/n,honest,Shhh,please don't cry!".

He was the last person I thought I'd find comfort in,but he was also the only one there.So I gave in and just sobbed as he stroked my hair and wiped my tears.I stayed like that for a while,then I finally sat up. 

I sniffed, "Sorry,that was stupid". 
"You're alright" he replied, "You gonna tell me where they cut you now?"
I stood up with great difficulty, "Dallas I should get home.My Mom will be worried and I promise I'm fine."
"Bullshit" he retorted, " I had to carry you all the way here! And everyone knows your Mom doesn't give two shits about you."
I glared at him, "Well gee that makes me feel a whole lot better!"
"But it's true and you know it! Besides who cares? It's the same for me and Johnny and Steve and nearly everyone in the gang! I don't understand why you're getting so mad I'm only tryna help you!"

"Why are ya tryin' to help me?" we were both shouting at this point, "you barely even know me!"
"Oh come on Doll.You'd just leave someone lying on the street like that?"
"Of course not,but we are not the same".
He scoffed, "What?You think I'm that heartless?"

We were silent for a while.I knew he was right about my Mom,but it still hurt hearing him say it.It almost hurt as much as the gash in my stomach which was throbbing beyond anything.

Dallas sighed, "damnit Y/N, you're bleeding through your shirt will ya just let me help?"

I finally gave in,mainly because I felt like I was gonna pass out from the pain.I sat down again on his bed while he got a washcloth  and a bowl of water from the small bathroom connected to his room. "This'll hurt OK" he told me, "Yeah no shit" I replied.

It really did hurt,I managed not to cry again but it was a struggle. "I'll let the Curtis's fix you up properly tomorrow," he said after wrapping a bandage around my torso, "I'm exhausted".

Without any warning he pulled of his shirt and lay down right next to me.To say I was surprised was an understatement.I sat uncomfortably on the other side of the bed wondering what I should do. "Are you gonna go to sleep or not?" he asked impatiently,then he stared for a moment, "Don't be so pristine Y/N it's not a big deal". 
"I'm not pristine!" I protested, "I just thought it may be time for me to get home".

He sat up and looked me dead in the eye, "You're not going anywhere tonight"

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