The cigarette met between his lips, that's when I first saw him. Not afraid of life nor death. He knew that cancer stick could slowly kill him, but like I said, he's not afraid of death. He knows that he would regret not taking any risks. Dallas Winston was his name, he had a beautiful smile, yet he never used it. When he did smile, I could tell, it was fake. He was broken inside, was insecure about himself. I fell in love with him from the first second he looked at me. Dally never looked at anyone or anything like that before (I've seen him around,) I knew at that moment, we had a special connection between us. We dated for 6 months after I moved here. It was us against the world. Dallas Winston, a man I loved, died because of society, let me be specific... he died because of a soc.
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The Love Between a Broken Greaser & Broken Girl (Dallas Winston FanFiction)
FanfictionThe cigarette met between his lips, that's when I first saw him. Not afraid of life nor death. He knew that cancer stick could slowly kill him, but like I said, he's not afraid of death. He knows that he would regret not taking any risks. Dallas Win...
