Dally Imagine

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by AbbiBabby

by AbbiBabby

TW: SEXUAL HARASSMENT

It was happening again. I was being jumped for the third time this week. I didn't know if I would survive this time, I had been beat up so bad. But they weren't looking to beat me up this time...

"Well, aren't you a pretty little broad?" The leader soc sneered. His friends snickered.

"I bet you spread you legs on a daily basis." One of the three laughed. The leader took a step towards me and grabbed my butt.

"Mind spreading them for me?" He smirked. Panicked, I looked around. Then I saw him. Dallas Winston. I didn't know him personally, but everyone knew who he was. There was no way you could miss that white blonde hair and those stone cold, icy blue eyes. If I made a break for it, I could get to him. It wasn't the best plan. He wasn't very friendly. But it was the only one I had.

I kneed the soc where it hurt and started running. I got to Dallas and wrapped my arms around him tight.

"What the hell?! What do you-"

"Help." I whispered, burying my head in his chest. Slowly, he wrapped an arm around me and pulled out a switchblade. I heard the footsteps grow closer and let out a whimper.

"Look at me." He muttered in my ear. I lifted my head and looked up at him. His cold blue eyes had a hint of softness in them. "Don't panic. Just keep looking at me." He muttered, staring into my eyes. His hand crept under my shirt and I whimpered. "Shhh. I'm not going to hurt you." He muttered, then pressed his lips against mine. The footsteps stopped. But he didn't. I moved my lips slowly against his and wrapped my arms around his neck. His hand pressed against my back and pulled me closer to his chest. After a minute, he stopped and looked around. "They're gone." He said, letting go of me.

"Thanks." I mumbled, my face beet red. He grinned.

"Don't thank me yet, babe. Let me walk you home." He offered. I nodded. "What's your name, by the way?" He asked.

"Y/n." I replied.

"Well, Y/n, I'm Dallas. Dallas Winston." He introduced himself.