{ Dallas Winston 3 }
Dallas POV
oh how I despised the beautiful angel.
she's got on my nerves but made me feel something different, a odd feeling that made me cringe.
I only started feeling this small fondness over the girl recently, I used to believe she was only the Curtis little sister that challenge my every move.
but I started to find her presence nerve wrecking on my part, I found my eyes always following her gracefully frame. Focusing on the brown locks that cascaded down her honey silk skin. Her glistening emerald doe eyes that crinkled whenever she brightened the room with her smile. Or when she would sass me and wrap her hair among her slender finger to tease me. Every single movement had me at the edge of my seat only wanting to grab her and make her mine.
My thoughts had drifted away when I heard the door slam close and I came face to the green eyed boy.
"Did you hear anything I said Dal?"
"What, huh."
"You never listen Dal, you starting to become another pony."
"hey!"
"mmh,"
"just hurry home dal before I get my ass whooped,"
"by who?"
"lil baby Mae,"
"Wait why?! Like she could whoop your ass.. she needs herself a good ass whoopin for being so bratty and bad."
I mumbled then immediately regretted what I said, I nervously started the old car and quickly raced towards the Curtis residents. I heard the cheery boy alongside me laugh a teasing laugh.
"Say that in front of Darry please, so then he could whoop your ass"
"Dal, tootsie said to hurry up so you could drive her to get a creamed soda or she give me a nuggie and boy do I hate those."
"God damn you Ponyboy and your little brat of a sister."
"Whatever kinky dal,"
I heard Johnny chuckle in the back seat before the two boys crawled out of their ride, and the devious angel came running out from the house with a huge grin on her face. She went up to pony and nuggied him even against his protest to stop. Then after gave a bone crushing hug to Johnny who awkwardly patted the curious girls back. When her emerald eyes trailed to the bright red car I sat in, her eyes lit up and she jumped the dangerous fence that held her captive most of the school days.
She was so pure.
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kinky Dal is the best Dal
