The Curtis sister on her period in a house full of boys, what could go wrong ? -Just random imagines of the Curtis sister.
~second book of this is already out!
(I do not own any original characters, All creds go to S.E Hinton)
*cursing* Dal's POV "WHAT THE FUCK!?" I yell. Did my girlfriend actually just tell me that she's been hooking up with some other guy..FOR THREE MONTHS!
"Dallas, calm down" Sylvia puts her hand to my chest. "Why the fuck would you cheat on me!?" I yell. "I-I..I think we need to break up" she says. Anger suddenly pushes through me. "Fine bitch!" I yell as I storm outta her house.
I didn't know where I was going. I just needed to clear my head. I thought of the one person who comforts me, Y/n.
I made my way to the Curtis house and walked inside.
Y/n's POV I heard the front door open. Darry and Soda were at work while Pony was with Johnny so it must be one of the gang. I look to see Dal. "Hey Dal, what's up?" I ask taking a seat on the couch.
"God damm broad was two timing me for three months!" He slams his fist into the wall. "Jeez, what'd the wall do to you?" I ask half joking. He looks at me and sighs. I pat the couch cushion beside me meaning for him to sit down. He plops down beside me.
"Dal..If she didn't give a shit about hurting you..I don't think she deserves you" I say. He looks over at me with..wait does Dallas Winston actually have tears in his eyes?
Dal's POV When Y/n said that, it really hit me. Does she really think I'm worth it? I didn't think anybody deserves me. I looked at her with tears. I didn't mind showing emotion around Y/n, she's like a mother figure to me-to the whole gang even though she's only 14. Her mom used to see my emotions, she'd make me soup when I was sick, she'd fix my jeans, throw me birthday parties. She'd even let me crash here whenever I wanted.
Y/n's POV "I don't think anybody deserves me" he mumbles.
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"What?..why would you say that Dal?" I ask in shock.
"I'm just a piece of trash from the wrong side of the tracks" he says quietly. "Dallas!" I slap the back of his head. "Don't say that, your not" I wrap my arm around him.
"Know your worth" I say softly. He nods slightly. "Fuck man...I loved her" he mumbles. "I know" I whisper as I pull him into a bear hug. I swear I felt a tear fall onto my shoulder but I'm not gonna mention it.
He eventually pulled away from the hug. "Thanks man...you know your just like your mom" he smirks. "I know" I chuckle. I pat his shoulder before getting up to go make supper for the boys when they get home...Well probably a table full of food because the gang usually comes over for supper.
