Gravity

Chapter 1

(Two-Bit POV)

(Based in 2015)

I have felt strange recently about just about everything. I also noticed Dallas becoming more feminine looking, I guess it's just me considering no one else has said anything to him about it. What I mean is that his hair falls over the right side of his face in fascinating, blond, curls. I remember Johnny saying something about him cutting it, but Dallas very stubbornly said no.

Another thing I've noticed about Dallas is that his hips are wider than they used to be. They're not really wide but he definitely has a new curve to him now. It's weird, I want to put my hands on his hips, they look alluring to me. He's noticed me looking at him before, I never look away. The way his hips swayed back and forth hypnotized me. Dallas would blush lightly and look away when he caught me.

Is It wrong I've thought about kissing Dallas? I've even had a few wet dreams with him as the star. We recently had a small gathering for Johnny's eighteenth birthday at the Curtis' house. Dallas and I got wasted before that night was over and I somehow got him in a room alone. We were slurring nonsense at each other then laughing, even if what was said wasn't funny. Dallas kept looking at me funny and I didn't think much of it until his lips were on mine. I didn't know how to react but I pushed him off, harder than necessary.

Dallas caught himself and gave me a hurt expression. This was when I first noticed how attractive he was, but I drunkenly ignored it.

"What the fuck was that, you faggot?" I had asked, angrily.

Dallas faltered when the slur passed my lips, he made himself seem small, sort of like Johnny.

"I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't of-" Dallas began but I rudely cut him off.

"Sorry? You're fucken sorry?" I chuckled to myself, "I asked, what the fuck was that?"

He has tears in his eyes, a rarity, he whimpered but took in a deep breath.

Dallas slowly released his breath, "I k-kissed you. ." he murmured and took in a shaky breath.

"So, you think you can come and press yourself all over me?" I slurred.

"N-No! I just-"

"Just what? You just assumed I'm a fag like you?" I muttered and stepped up closer to him.

"No. . " Dallas said, his voice was small, another rarity.

"If you ever do that again, I will not hesitate to knock you out," I pushed him against the wall, "understood?" I growled.

Dallas nodded slowly and quickly left the room. I remember later, I glanced at him for a moment and he was standing away from everyone. He was slouched with what seemed to be a cigarette with the butt of it sticking out of his mouth. I don't know if he had done that from being plastered or from pure emotional distress.

I'll be honest, I have no idea why I reacted the way I did. I personally enjoyed it but my reaction deceived my true emotions. Truth is, I enjoyed his lips on mine. I've never felt romantic towards another man, the closest I got was when I liked Darry. I knew that that wouldn't work out because I figured Darry was straighter than a board.

I wondered if Dallas even remembers that, I bet he already pushed the memory into the deepest pit of his mind and refuses to speak of it ever again. Dallas began avoiding me so I haven't been able to ask.

Currently, I was making my way to the Curtis', I had nothing better to do. I reached the house and opened the metal, chained gate, letting it slam shut behind me. I stepped up to the door and pulled open the screen door, I opened the front door after. I slammed the door behind me, something I liked doing.

I saw a familiar blond on the couch, I smiled at him. Dallas was looking at me like I had slapped him across the face, I'm surprised he didn't drop his cigarette. I took a seat by him, he stiffened and shifted awkwardly by me.

"Hey, Dallas. " I muttered and I faintly heard him softly gasp.

"Hi, Keith. ." Dallas said, coldly.

"I've got a question for you. ." I muttered.

"What is it?" he asked, seeming to be bored.

"Well, since you've been avoidin' me, I wanted to break the cycle by taking you to a bar later or something." I said and placed my hand on his shoulder.

Dallas hesitated, he took a drag off his cigarette and blew out the smoke.

"S-Sure, when and where?" he asked, forcing his voice to sound normal.

"Around eight at Buck's, I'll meet you there." I said and smiled at him.

"Okay. . sounds good. ." Dallas said and put out his cigarette in the ash tray.

I was happy that Dallas accepted my offer, I sat silently and looked forward to my little date with Dallas.

A/N: Sorry this first chapter is so short, the next chapter will be longer. I hope you enjoy!