MY CANDY | OUTSIDERS

𝟔 : 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐳𝐞

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"and i told the stars about you."

THE SHOWER turned on, and i waited for the water to get warm. it was the next day, and dally and i had already gotten back from the lake. as i stepped into the shower, i sighed deeply. the warm water on my back felt refreshing. i usually took long showers, even though darry would get mad. i shortened my showers down, unless i was sad.
in total, i took about 15 minutes to shower, which wasn't too bad.

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i walked over to buck's, it was pretty late. the gang was already there, excluding darry because he was working. parties were not really my thing, but i decided to go anyway. i couldn't see dallas, and i didn't want to meet anyone else so i went up to his room. after a while i got thirsty, so i went down hoping they would have some water and not alcohol.
instead, i got a hell of a view.
it was dally with another girl, practically eating his face. he looked uncomfortable, and scrunched his brows a lot, but he never pulled away. i stormed out of there, tears rolling down my cheek.
i knew it was too good to be true, for dallas winston to like me? the juvenile delinquent that would go around with a bunch of other girls? in no way would that happen, i must've been in the wrong state of mind.  i got home and flopped on my bed.

the part that hurts me the most is that,
i'm still in love with dallas winston.
the emotions he brings me through, from being annoyed out of my mind, the happiest girl on earth, to the lowest points of the ground.
i mourned over my broken heart, and fell asleep.

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i woke up the next day, to only dallas. nobody was home, ponyboy wasn't either because of school, i skipped.
"hey doll." he said, lighting a cigarette.
"darry told me to watch you."
"i don't need to be watched." i said grumpily.
"i don't know man, i don't want ya to go do somethin' stupid." he said, shaking his head.
"maybe i will, even when you're here." i mumbled, remembering everything.
"so, i'm guessing the bets over?" i said, crossing my arms.
"hm? since when?" he asked in confusion.
"since last night!" i exclaimed. i could see his mouth open, him about to say something but i interrupted.
"since you kissed that girl! since you broke my heart. god dallas, i love you! i still do, and i can't deny that. shit, you were the best thing that's happened to me in years, and i told the stars about you." i finished, tears of stress streamed down. i kneeled on the ground, not saying a word.

"lydia, i'm sorry." he said, you could clearly hear the disappointment in his voice of himself.
"i know, i'm an asshole, and even if i was intoxicated, i shouldn't have let that girl kiss me. you're amazing, and to be honest, i think i love you too. i guess i was too much of a wimp to face it. i'm so sorry i hurt you like that." he was genuine. his voice sounded hurt.
he walked over to me, pulled me up, and sat me down on the couch, following with him sitting down too. all he did was put his arm around me and stroke my hair.
i knew, and still know that i could never stay mad at him. i loved him too much. almost nothing could fill this abyss. i could've pulled away, but i liked this, the comfort.
"fuck you, dallas winston." i said, as my head leaned against his chest.
he chuckled, and i could almost feel that cute smirk on his face. even though i love him, i can't help but doubt him sometimes. dally is a pretty popular person around here, and one of the factors is that he picks up on girls a lot. i just hope he doesn't do it as much, now that i told him.
"i guess i lost, huh." i said with a whine.
"hm, depends when you liked me." he said, making me remember that he told me he liked me too.
i didn't want to say anything, especially when he was intoxicated.
"so, what are you doing tonight?" i pulled away from him.
"probably go out, hang with some buds." he responded casually.

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it was about 11 pm at night, and i was catching up on homework. ponyboy had apparently stopped by my classes and gathered all my homework so that i could catch up.
i had music playing in the background, and i was jamming out to the music while reading. i definitely wasn't smart enough to skip grades like pony, but i still got straight A's. i decided to go out to get a small snack, maybe some fruit.
i saw most of the guys, and when i mean most i meant everyone but dally.
"hey, where's dallas?" i ask.
"in the cooler, the fuzz caught him in a fight." steve said, rolling his eyes.
classic dallas, of course he would land there. i smiled thinking about it, then my smile faded. how long would i have to wait to see him again?
"how long is he stuck there?" i ask again.
"mm, about two weeks." steve said again.
two weeks?! i could barely last one!
jesus christ.