The outsiders Imagines/preferences❤️❤️

Dally Imagine?❤️

I was about to go to bed when I heard a tap on my window.
"Hey Taylor! Open up!" A familiar voice yelled.
"Dally! What are you doing here?! My parents will kill me if they found out you were over!" I whispered. Dallas and I had been dating for a little over a year, my parents still don't trust him. They say I should find somebody like Soda, one of Dally's buddies. But I don't really care what they say, I love him deeply and that's all that matters.
"Can I crash here tonight? Buck threw me out again." He pleaded. I yawned, to tired to fight, I pulled him in.
"Don't talk" I whispered to him "Now, did you get in a fight again? Shake your head yes or no." Dally nodded yes and wiped the blood from his bottom lip. I gasped, there was a gash along his lip. I rushed to the bathroom and got a cold cloth. I gently wiped all the blood off of his lip. He smiled and kissed me.
"I love you" he whispered. I walked over to my bed and sat down. Dally lit a weed and inhaled deeply. I rolled my eyes, and opened the window so my parents wouldn't smell the smoke.
"I love you too, but you need to stop fighting. Your gonna end up dead one day." I said in a hushed tone. He chuckled and took another drag of his cigarette.
"Calm down baby, I don't fight that much." He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear as he winked. He sure did know how to make my stomach twist and my heart skip a beat.
"But when you do, I'm always the one cleaning you up afterwards." I pulled up his sleeve to reveal the bruises that have formed.
"Ehh, they don't hurt me. New York toughens you up." He pulled his sleeve back down. I rolled my eyes and walked back to my bed.
"It's 1am, let's go to bed." I yawned. Dally smirked and jumped into the bed. "Your gonna wake the whole house up!" I whispered. But Dally only winked at me then closed his eyes. I crawled into bed before he spread out and kicked me out of it. Resting my head on his chest I could hear his steady heartbeat. Gently kissing him I could hear his heartbeat speed up.
Dallas Winston getting nervous over me. I don't think I could ever get used to that.
I cuddled closer to him and shortly fell asleep.
"Goodnight baby" is the last thing I heard before drifting off. That and a soft kiss on my forehead.