Tuff Luck ➭ Dallas Winston x Reader

Chapter 4

We walked around for a bit, not doing nothin much. He gave me a cigarette, I insisted I couldn't. I have never smoked before. We joked around for a bit, he was actually a real funny guy, he seemed calmer when he wasn't around the gang. Out of no where Dallas stopped.

"Y/n." He said infront facing you. He was extremely tall and he towered over me. He stared at me for a good couple seconds. Before he said anything else a car honked.

"Hey!" Quinn exclaimed, she did a sharp turn and parked in front of us. I was somewhat annoyed to see her, I'm not sure why.

"Quinn." Me and Dal said in unison.

"What are you guys doing?" She seemed to be bothered by us hanging out. "I don't know why you're hanging out with y/n Dallas, for all I know you're trying to get in her pants while you're seeing me."

Damn so Quinn's the jealous type huh.

"Woah, Quinn why are you making accusations like that? We ain't doin nothin here, alright?" It bothered me that she said that about Dal. Dal walked up to Quinn but she huffed and faced the other way.

"Quinn, you know I'd never do that to you. She's just a friend." Dal moved Quinn's chin up.

Friend.

It bothered me he said that, first of all I barely know the guy and-

Lord was I jealous?

Glory, I can't be jealous I don't know Dallas! I met him like a couple hours ago. And he's your best  friends boyfriend, lord. He even said it himself he wasn't interested.

"Quinn, I thought you had your brothers game." I looked at her

"Well damn y/n how long do you think a game is?" She smirked,. Dal had his arms wrapped around Quinn's waist and his head sitting on her shoulders he was whispering to her and she started giggling.

"Oh get a room." I scoffed.

"So where you guys headed? I'll join you Ive got a car, and uh, y/n doesn't." 

It seemed as though Quinn was making me seem worse then her, she made me seem like trash to Dallas.

What a bitch.

"You know, I don't have my head up my ass, and uh, Quinn does." I mockingly said. I walked away making sure to exaggerate my anger. I wasn't that angry, I just like messing with her. I hear Dals faint laugh and Quinn telling him off. 

I walked home, my parents were out at dinner for there anniversary, I took of my  jacket ans threw it on a chair, a piece of paper fell from it. I grabbed it off the floor and read it.

It was Dals phone number . 

I slid it into my pocket and smiled.

A/n sorry for the short chapter! I updated twice today so I didn't have as much inspiration to write :).