am i a goner ? || dallas winston x reader

chapter 11 || dollface

(Your POV)

Dallas & I had ran far enough to get somewhat far from the curtis house, but still not far enough that we were close to this bar place.

"So dollface" Dallas started, "why haven't you worn the clothes you and Ponyboy went & got for you ?" He asked me now walking at a slower pace in front of me.

"I don't know, guess i haven't really thought of it, so, Dallas Winston, ?" I asked in a questioning voice. "Hmm ?" He simply hummed in response. "Well, based on the way the boys talk about you, and the way you hold yourself, im assuming, you're um, this like, real tuff guy huh ?" I said more then i questioned.

"Think of me how you want dollface, but just don't go around thinking im sum wuss ok ?" He said, i nodded my head yes w a slight chuckle. "Alright, were here" dallas said heading in the bar.

There it was. You could see red lights and smell sex, beer, and regret. I'm going to regret this but thats o- "come on we aint got all night" dallas interrupted my thoughts. "Yeah yeah im coming" i said unenthusiastically.

~°¿^time skip°¿^~

Dallas at this point was a beyond drunk & i still hadn't even considered drinking, he kept rambling on about how he hated this Silva girl. Boy would i hate to be her, i dont think I'd be able to live with knowing dallas hated me that much.

"are you even listening to me, man" dallas said obviously drunk. "No, sorry, mAn" i said tired of hearing about this chick.

"Well i guess I've done all the talking, what's up with you ? What are you're plans ?" He asked trying to choke down the throw up that had come up. "Umm," i said trying not to gag at his stupidity "i dont quite know, i mean, school kinda fucking sucks so ya'know just wanting to drop out." I said feeling a bit homesick, missing my one friend.

Then it hit me, i grabbed my phone before dallas dragged me out of the curtis household, i reached for my back pocket and...THANK FUCK IT WAS THERE. I scooted forward so one one could see it and hid it under the bar thing.

I texted y/f/n and she answers.

you: wsp send help i think im dying

y/f: well where r u i can get uuuu

you: thats the problemmmm

y/f: wdym.....

you: im in a bar w this guy named dallas in Tulsa, Oklahoma and people keep fucking telling me its 1967

y/f: wtf did u drink like am i apart of ur dream or sum ? like what ? I- 😂

I was in the middle of typing "save me" but dallas took my phone and put it in his pocket.

a/n: so basically....im bored and this is trash