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. The Outsiders Imagines Imagine Dally coming to your house, blind drunk, and trying to win you backYou opened the door confusedly it was two in the morning and someone was pounding on your door. That kid looked like Johnny…” and Dallas trailed off, leaving you gob smacked. Imagine Dally coming to your house, blind drunk. 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. Sadie Curtis was best friends with Dallas Winston but what happens when she breaks off her relationship after she started catching feelings for him. 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. I thought being protective would keep you with me, but it didn’t. He never could say how he felt without the help of five or six beers rumbling in his belly. You were afraid that you had become mundane to him, but quite frankly, Dallas was thinking, reliving old memories of New York. The thing about Dallas Winston is, he only ever tells the absolute truth when he is drunk. 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. 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. “Hey Darry” The youngest Curtis hollered from in his arms. “Get me a cancer stick, will ya?”ĭarry narrowed his eyes at Dally. “Just what have you been teaching her?”ĭally grinned half heartedly as he strolled over to the door with a cigarette hanging between his teeth.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. “She was fine” He shrugged his shoulders as he reached into pocket to pull out a packet of Kools. “You sure do, kiddo.” Darry says grinning to himself as he picked her up in his arms, pressing his lips to her forehead. “Hey Dally, thanks for watching her, you’ve been a real help. “Don’t I look ‘tuff’?” She questioned, grinning at Dally who taught her to the difference between tuff and tough. She had a pair of black sunglasses that were two sizes to big for her face. well thanks but i can take care of myself, you cross your arms over your chest confidently. you could tell by the way he dragged his words he was trying to get under your skin, like he always does when you two have a conversation. He was sure of it.ĭarry was nervous the whole day, almost expecting to get a call saying that his little sister had gone missing… but by 3:30 when he walked through the door he found Dally sat down next to his sister watching Mickey Mouse on TV… except she was clad in a leather white shirt, a leather jacket and a pair of her old, worn jeans. i saw you were walkin by yourself i thought i’d get you home. And this one was going to be no different. He made sure to moan about it too.ĭallas Winston hates little kids. Dally wasn’t too keen on baby sitting the youngest Curtis, but every one was busy and no one was there to look after her so Dally, reluctantly agreed.
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