Yellow - The Outsiders

09

Dallas
The gang was determined to make Thalia's last few weeks the time of her life. Dally loved her so much. He had never experienced so much love for one person at once. He felt like every time he looked at her, his chest would explode.

For the next few weeks, they took Thalia to her favorite restaurants and the best theme park around. Through the whole thing, Dally looked at her. He really observed her.

The way she laughed.
The way she smiled.
The way she ate.
The way she walked.
The way she fell asleep, slowly and deeply.

Then he observed the past few months. The time they spent together. His favorite things he did with her. Everything he could possibly recall from the past few months.

She had changed him.

Not fully, he still was up to his old tricks. He still smoked and drank, but not as much. He tried to stay sober because he wanted to remember her. He wanted to remember her face and her voice and her laugh.

He bought a camera and took photos every second of the day. He was totally head over heels for Thalia.

Thalia
Thalia knew she didn't have much time left on this earth. She knew that even after seventeen years, the world would still go on without her.

But she knew that Dally's wouldn't. She knew that she was in love with him. Maybe that was the only thing she had been certain of in her seventeen years of living.

The gang had been trying to make those last few weeks amazing.

And they had.

When Thalia wasn't celebrating life with the gang, she was writing. She was writing so that the world would have something left of her, even if she was gone. She wanted to leave her mark on the world.

What she didn't realize, was that she already had left her mark on the world.

And that her world, was Dally.

Some things are more precious because they don't last long.