𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 + 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐒 ✔︎︎

𝘋𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦

Dallas had been the most rough out of everyone in the gang. Which meant, most likely the one to get screwed up the most. You knew he was a relentless fighter who wouldn't stop at any length. As you watched from afar cheering dallas on, you saw him ripping the very shirt off of a soc.
"B-be careful dal!" You said contorting your face at just the sight of seeing dally get bashed in the face. It was normal to see Dally in a pretty violent fight, but this was brutal— terrorizing, even for Dallas.

The fight lasted for a while of dally swinging fists of rage at his biggest enemies, the soc's, all until they started running off. He and all the greasers around cheered each other on.
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"My god dallas! You look—"

You looked at him like you had never looked at him before. Blood was streaming down his face from his eye to his jaw, even coming from his mouth. His whole face was beat up red, bruised. He smiled for a quick second, looking at me with a sorrowful look. You jogged up to him, cupping his face oh so gingerly, telling him he would be okay.

"Baby it really doesn't hurt that much. Im fine."
He smiled through his need to wince at the pain of it all. "C'mon. Lets go to Darry's. We'll get you cleaned up.."
he nodded, continuing to cheer and be loud with the rest of the gang.
You chuckled at the sight of how Dally could be so energetic and active after all that fighting. But.. maybe its cause this is nothing new for Dallas Winston. Always getting into fights with police, soc's, sometimes even random people. But, thats just who he was.

"Some type of gallant." Johnny had mumbled walking next to you. You were surprised he knew that word. Of course you knew Johnny was smart, its just because that was a pretty big word to be used, especially to describe Dally. "You really look up to him, huh?" You said looking out at the distance to see dally jumping around waving his fists around, mimicking punching the soc's. " you kiddin'? Man he's like one of the few people who i respect.. i don't know. I know he gets in a lot of trouble, but it cant be all for just nothing, right? I can see his real pain.. i can see how much he really cares for the people he cares about.. me, you, the gang.. we're all he has. He fights for what and who he cares about. I think thats pretty gallant."

You looked at johnny in awe. You never knew thats what he thought of Dallas. You knew they were best buds, but never knew someone could respect someone like that.

"Yeah.. he's real gallant all right. I can't imagine his pain.

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