Dally came out wearing his typical leather jacket, jeans, and a white tank top. He came up to me and kissed me and held my hands. I had never seen him smile so big before, as he asked me," where do you wanna go? I was thinking maybe we could go to Dan's diner." I smiled and said," that would be good." We walked over to his car and drove off to the diner. As soon as we got there I had this weird feeling about Dallas. Like he was the only one I could ever see myself around, like we were one person in perfect unison. It was really weird because I had no clue why I felt this way. Why at that moment I could get married to him. I had never experienced love really due to my crazy childhood. I guess I'm in love with him. He gets the car door for me as I look at him like the craziest thing just happened (which it did) and he continues smiling as we walk into the diner. We sit down start talking about useless nothings, and we eat then get back into the car. At this point I feel like I could marry him, I've never felt like that ever before. I don't really know what love is because no one has really taken any interest in me let alone love me. I had dated other guys and they weren't ever in love with me, and I was never in love with them. Dally started up the car and I was still thinking about how weird of a feeling this "love" thing is. We're at a stop light when he looks at me and says," What are you thinking about?" I shrugged. I think it would be weird to tell him. I notice that were going over to his room at bucks once again. Then we parked right outside of bucks and went inside to Dally's room. I sat on his bed and he closed the door. I smiled and said," do ya really wanna know what I was thinking about? " he replied," yeah." He sat down next to me on the bed. I said," I think I love you... I mean I've never really loved someone before so I'm guessing I love you. " He smiled and whispered," I love you too." Then we kissed, he ran his hand down my side reaching for the bottom of my shirt as I reached for his. He gently took my shirt off as I did to his. I could tell he loved me back. I just wasn't sure if I could fully trust him. I pulled away. Unsure. I looked down. Even though I was a ex-prostitute, I just wasn't sure until he kissed me again. I'm not sure why but from that point on I was sure that I could trust him.
