(Your POV)
I walked into a bar on the East Side just looking forward to having a drink.
I scanned around the bar full of cigarette smoke. The Greasers pulled cat calls and dirty jokes as I walked over to the bar. I sat next to a Greaser who didn't turn when I walked in.
"Can I have a beer please?" I asked the bartender. Then I noticed that the Greaser I was sitting next to was glaring at me.
"Oh I'm sorry, mind if I sit here?" I asked.
"Go ahead!" He smiled eyeing me up and down.
He had a New York accent. His voice was so alluring. We started talking and we really got to know each other. He bought me a drink and we kinda flirted back and forth. We decided to leave and I laughing at something he said on our way out. He looked so depressed when I first saw him now he's laughing! We just smiled at each other then he kinda slowly held my hand. I faced him and our lips met slowly but it felt like it lasted a lifetime.
He broke it and let go of my hands and said, "Nice meeting you (Y/N)." He winked at me. He left me at the steps of that bar. I just met Dallas Winston, but as he left me he had my heart
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