𝘛𝘏𝘙𝘖𝘜𝘎𝘏 𝘔𝘠 𝘞𝘐𝘕𝘋𝘖𝘞| The Outsiders| A Dallas Winston Fan-fiction|
"What's the matter doll, cat got ya' tongue?" Dallas leans in closer, his smirk only growing. "Mind if I sit pretty thing?" He doesn't wait for my answer, sitting down in the booth across from me. "I'm meeting someone." I say, trying to avoid eye contact. I can feel his stare trying to meet my eyes. ...