Dallas Winston Imagines

Fuck dat bitch

"okay bye John" I hung up the phone

"you still with that loser?" Dallas asked siting on my bed going through my diary

"yes" I said ripping my book out of his hands "I am" he knew I got mad when he did that

"why? Hes a jerk to ya" he proclaimed

"yeah and so are you but your still my best bud" I said looking back at my homework on my desk

"come on he don't treat you good" he said moving to my side

I just eye balled him

"Ok I'll stop but you know it's true"

I just rolled my eyes and looked at the time.

"Dal you better get going" I said

"yeah your right" he said opening the window "but you need to think about it" he jumped outof the window "I'll be at bucks" he said walking away. I just laughed to myself and closed the window

Dallas was kind of right. John wasn't good for me. But I still loved him. Dallas was just worried about me because he's heard something's about him and never really liked John. He was just looking out for me. I didn't think much of it. I had to get ready. Me and John where going to a movie. I changed and walked out to the movies. As I walked in a lot of people were looking at me with a weird face. They would look at me, look back into the stands, then look back at me. It was very uncomfortable. I wondered why but then I saw why. I wanted to cry but I couldn't. I knew John was bad for me, but I never thought he would do this to me. I waited for the tears but nothing came out. John was there basically inhaling some broad. I just stood there with my arms crossed. Waiting for them to realize. I got impatient so I took the coke out of his hands and dumped it on them.

"what the fuck!" he yelled standing up then realizing it was me

"oh I'm sorry. Did I interrupt?" I asked. His face got red. "I wish I as sad. But this isn't surprising. I should of listened to Dallas. He was right about you. You treat me like shit and I keep my mouth closed. I'm not staying. Fuck you John. We are done" I walked away. I didn't know what to do. After thinking about it I couldn't keep my cool any longer. I wasn't shocked but I got upset. The tears began to come. I didn't want to go home so I walked to Bucks. I saw buck outside and ran up to him. I quickly wiped my face. "hey buck. Is Dallas upstairs?"

"uh yeah. You okay?"

"yeah yeah I'm fine" I wiped my face again and walked upstairs

I opened the door and I saw Dallas just laying there. No girl or anything. Just laying there with his hands on his head. No shirt on because it looked like he wanted to sleep. But he had the lights on.

"(y /n)? What...what happened?" he asked standing up coming to my side. He put an arm around me and walked me to the bed. He held one of my hands and just let me cry on his shoulder for about 5 minutes before he spoke up.

"you don't have to tell me. I already know what happened."

"how did you know?"

"Johns an asshole. It was bound to happen sooner or later. I had a bad feeling about tonight. That's why I stayed in."

"for me?" I asked

"yeah. All for you" he said shaking my shoulder a little

"It's good to know I have a friend like you"

He exhale loudly

"what dal?" I said for the first time making eye contact with him

"I was kinda hoping we could be more than friends"

I smiled. I didn't want to hurt him buy I couldn't think about that right now. I kissed his cheek and he blushed.

"maybe someday partner" I said quietly "but not today" he looked down disappointed.

"well. I'll be here when that day comes" we both layed down and I fell asleep in his arms. I was half asleep when I felt Dallas kiss my head. I didn't know what to think. I love Dallas as my friend. He was more than a friend. He was my best friend. Did he see me as more? How long has he felt that way about me? I couldn't think anymore. I need to sleep. I woke up. I sat there for a while in Dallas' arms. I wanted to go home. So I left dal a little note saying that I woke up and went home. The entire walk home I thought about what he said last night. I finally got home and went to my desk. I looked at the picture of Dallas I had. I picked it up and held it for a while. I turned around the picture and saw the number for him at bucks.

"hello?" he answered

"hey. I changed my mind" I smiled and it was as if I could hear him smile.