![]() Please keep requesting imagines! If you like it, please follow more. ‘ Who knew that Dallas Winston was innocent at one time…’ you thought astonishingly within the safe vacancy of your own mind. That kid looked like Johnny…” and Dallas trailed off, leaving you gob smacked. Alabama-, Baldwin, Colbert, Cullman, Dallas, Escambia, Houston, Macon, Madison, Marshall, Montgomery, Morgan, Pickens, Randolph, Sumter, Winston. The way that kid’s brains shot out and he crumpled to the ground like a piece of meaningless paper did something to me. It didn’t even sound like Dally. “The sound was loud, almost left me deaf. That was one lesson I learnt in New York: If a guy pulls out a gun, he’s gonna use it.” his voice sounded different. I dare you.’ The kid said, and I didn’t think the guy would do it. Stupid thing to do, but the kid was rip roaring drunk, - as Two-bit would put it.” Dallas shakes his head, chucking his cigarette butt into the fire. “Next thing I know, the guy next to me pulls a gun out, presses the barrel right to the kids forehead.” Dallas stops for a moment, something tugs on the corner of his lips, but his eyes sting with guilt. It got you hurt and you were smart enough not to get yourself hurt.ĭallas’s languid slouch deepened, that look in his eyes extending into menacing animosity. “A kid from a rival gang came into our turf, boasting and what not about his gang. “No,” you shake your head, averting from saying much else, simply because pushing Dallas Winston was never a grand idea. “Did I ever tell you about that time I saw that kid get shot right before my eyes in New York?” Dallas’s voice remains aloof, his eyes wide and grim, but they were deep, like there was a story brewing up behind them. You were afraid that you had become mundane to him, but quite frankly, Dallas was thinking, reliving old memories of New York. The silence looms within the air, causing your stomach to twist and churn, nauseousness taking a hold of you. ![]() You give a gentle nod before Dallas pulls you even closer. There was a mini fire burning, crackling away as Dallas wrapped a secure arm around you. “You cold?” his voice seemed distant, aloof, as though he wasn’t really present with you, but in some far secluded land that only he had complete access to. 270 pages Completed DecemRiga The OutsidersSodapop CurtisDallas WinstonPonyboy CurtisSteve RandleJohnny CadeFanfictionRomanceLovePreferencesImaginesTwo Bit MatthewsDarry Curtis The title says it all AND Johnny and Dally are included This is for all those who LOVE the Outsiders. There was a silence that stretched for several minutes as you huddled up nice and close to Dallas in the vacant lot. Imagine: Dallas Winston opening up to you. I hope that you enjoy it, and sorry for the fact that it took ages for me to post it. Anonymous said: Can you do some Dallas Winston fluff about him really opening up to you in private? Lol just shower thoughts but I can’t write to save my life □□□Ī/N: Yeah of course, my lovely! I’ll be happy to write this for you. ![]()
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