Disclaimer- Do you think that Johnny and Dally would be dead if I owned Outsiders? I think not.
Dally's POV
I smirked as I walked out of the store. When I as a safe distance away I took out the bag of stolen chips. Man I was hungry. I hope Darry made dinner. I still can't get the taste of purple spaghetti out of my mouth. I was throwing up chili peppers for 2 hours. Who knew that chili peppers and onions not only made food spicy but purple too.
As I walked into the Curtis house I saw Soda and Steve playing poker, Two-bit was watching Mickey Mouse, Pony and Johnnycakes were talking about a school project or something, and Darry was in the kitchen. I walked in and took my spot on the couch. "Hey Dal, you feeling better" asked Soda chuckling. "THAT WAS NOT FUNNY SODAPOP CURTIS!" I yelled. "Alright, alright." He replied in mock surrender. "DINNER" yelled Darry from the kitchen. I got my plate and sat back down on the couch, plate in one hand beer in the other.
After dinner I tried to go to sleep, but it was to loud and my pounding headache wasn't helping. Finally, 4 hours later, Steve and Two-bit went home, Pony, Soda and Darry went to bed, and Johnny was asleep on the floor. "Finally, some peace" I said as I turned over and fell asleep.
I woke up later than usual. I looked at the time. 12:17. "Ugh, I feel like crap." I said out loud. Everyone was gone. Darry and soda were at work, and Pony and Johnny were at school. "Ah Crap" I ran to the bathroom and vomited. I looked for the thermometer. I found it and put it in my mouth. When it beeped it said 102.9. I staggered to the phone, weak and dizzy from barfing my brains out.
I called Darry. "Hello?" his voice came through. "I need you to take me to the hospital and hurry." I said. "Dal? Are you ok" What happened?" he asked I was getting angry. "No I'm not ok. I'm running a fever of 103 idiot. Now hurry up and get over here." I said. "Ok" he replied. I must have dozed off on the couch, because the next thing I know, Darry is waking me up. I get up and stagger to his truck. He wrote a note telling anyone that came what was going on.
After what felt like hours later we were there. He told the nurse what happened and they got me to a room. Then I fell asleep again.
I woke up 3 hours later. I wasn't awake 2 minutes and I hated being here. I had on a mask that helps you breath, and IV in my arm, and I was hooked up to a heart monitor. Just then a nurse came in and saw that I was awake. "We reduced your fever and you can leave later." She said. She took the mask off and then Johnny came running in with Two-bit at his heels. "hey Dal, we came as soon as we found out." Said Two-bit. Just then Soda walked in. "I knew my cooking was bad, but I didn't know it was that bad. Sorry Dal." He said. We talked for 10 minutes when the nurse told them to leave. She gave me my clothes and release papers. I got dressed and went out to greet my gang.
A/N: Hey guys. Should I continue this, or should it be a one-shot? R&R! THANKS!