This was a one shot I made on Quizilla a long time ago. I thought it was good when I reread it so I'm posting it on Fanfiction lol. I DO NOT OWN THE OUTSIDERS! And sorry it's been a while since I uploaded/updated anything. I've been REALLY busy with School and Bowling (We're going to State next week which is in Orlando.) So that's why my stories are not being updated. I do Apologize

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..: At First it started out as Hatred, but it turned out to be Really Love:..

I hated him so much. I didn't know why, but I did. Dallas F*cking Winston ruined my life. He knocked me up, got me pregnant and ruined my life. My mother kicked me out a week ago, and I was staying with my best friend, Cami.

I heard a knock on the door.

"Jewls?" I looked up, feeling my red hair drape over my eyes and down the sides of my face.

"Yes?" I said no emotion coloring my voice. I had been really bummed that week. I hadn't seen the gang since. Maybe I had seen Ponyboy and Johnny at the movies, but that's it. I didn't go to the DX to go see Sodapop and Steve and I didn't go see Darry or Two bit. And I neversaw Dally.

"You okay? You've been up here all day." she asked, taking a seat on the edge of the guest bed. Cami, orange firey hair with streaks of blonde and blue eyes, looked at me concerned. She had a 'thing' for Sodapop and had started to date him, recently.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me." I said, ignoring the quiet tears that slid down my sighed, seeing them and shaking her head.

"No, you're not fine. You need some sunshine. It's too gloomy to see you this way. I hate seeing you like this. Go see those friends of yours, Ponyboy and Johnny." I shrugged. I didn't know what to think. I wanted to see them, but something told me no.

"No. I dont want to see them. I'm fine." my voice sounded like steel, hard and firm. But Cami's sounded harder and firmer when she spoke next:

"God Dammit Jewls you aint fine! You keep sayin' that but you aren't! Just ignore Dallas! He's probably in Jail or heavens knows what else. Go to the DX and see Sodapop and Steve if you have to!" she said, glaring at me. Her blue eyes cast daggers at me, threatening me to go see him, and if I didn't, she'd force me.

I huffed.

"Fine," I said, swinging my legs over the bed, "I'll find one of the gang and go see 'em. Even if it means going to see Darry." I joked, making her slightly laugh.

I pulled on my worn out jean jacket over my white tee shirt and jeans. I sighed and headed down the street, to the greaser side of the neighborhood. As I made my way, my mind began having a flashback:

I shoved the chair aside, furious. I found out I was pregnant and it was Dallas's fault.

"Hey! What's your problem, lady?" a guy in the bar asked me. I glowered at him, making him shut his trap. I saw Dally at the pool table playing a game with Tim Sheppard.

"Dallas Winston!" I screamed, making Tim and him flinch. He looked up at me, his blue eyes meeting my bright green ones.

"What?" he spat and I put my hands on my hips.

"Oh I'll tell you what!" I spat right back. "You just god damn ruined my life is what!" I walked up close to him, making him back up against the wall. I was literally breathing on his neck, angrily.

"You told me you were taking me to the Dingo for a date. But instead, you take me to Bucks, get me drunk and knock me up! What the hell is wrong with you?" I paused, waiting for him to answer. And when he didn't, I continued, "You think I'm some slut, like Sylvia, that you can have sex with and get away with?" he didn't say anything.

"If that's what you think, you are way out of line, pal." Tim just stared, confused and amazed at my yelling for Dallas.

"Jewls-" Dally started. I put my hand up.

"I've had it. I'm pregnant, my mom just kicked me out and its all your fault! We're through. Good bye Dallas Winston." I said, and with that, I left, tears making my way down my face.

I hadn't realized I had reached the Curtis residence by the time my whole flashback replayed in my head.

"woah," I said quietly to myself and I looked at the door. I could hear talking inside. Two bit. He was rattling on about something and I figured Pony was home, probably with Johnny, too.

I sighed.

I will take the risk.

I knocked on the door lightly and all talking and commotion stopped.

"Who's that?" Two bit asked, hearing footsteps approach the door. The door opened and a surprised Ponyboy looked at me.

"Jewls?" he asked, surprised to see me standing there. I nodded.

"Hey Pony," I said, looking at him then past him. Johnny and Two bit were in the living room and they now were looking at me.

"Well look what the cat dragged in. Hey Jewls," Two bit said, pulling me in a hug. I hugged him back. Two bit and I were close buddies. We had a connection like that. I pulled away and smiled shyly at Johnny.

"Hey Johnnycakes," I siad, "How ya been?" Johnny slightly smiled back.

"Hi Jewls. I've been okay." he said. I nodded and took a seat on the armchair, the others staring at me. I wasn't starting to show, but they knew about it. Word gets around fast.

"How come you haven't been around, Jewls? We've missed ya." Pony said, avoiding eye contact. I sighed.

"Pony, I dont come around as often because of Dally." Johnny looked up and over at me.

"He misses you, too. And he's in jail right now." I didn't want to throw my anger out at Johnny, but I couldn't help but burst out:

"Dally can rot in jail for all I care! He ruined my life!" I cried, feeling hot tears form in my eyes. I hated crying in front of the guys. It was so embarrassing. I felt an arm around my shoulder.

"Hey It'll be okay. Dally's just one of those that doesn't use his head when necessary." Ponyboy said, not making it any better. I only nodded, not wanting to make him feel bad about it.

"Yeah." I said, sititng back and watching Tv for a bit.

After a while it got boring to sit around and watch Television. It just made me feel more down about myself. I decided to go see Sodapop and Steve.

"Hey Jewls!" a bouncy Soda came running up to me and scooped me up in a hug. I hugged him back.

"Hi Soda." I breathed out and he let go.

"Where you been? We haven't seen you around much." he asked, glancing down at the ground. Steve had just come out and his expression asked the same thing.

I shrugged.

"Oh you know, around." I lied. Steve smirked.

"C'mon know, dont you be lyin."

"I aint lyin." I said, still lying.

"Okay. Well, what Dally did we know was wrong, but you'll be okay." Soda said, trying his best not to give me sympathy. I nodded, giving him a weak smile.

"Thanks guys. I think I'm going to go back to Cami's. I'll see ya round." they nodded and I waved good bye as I headed back to Cami's house.

Later that night...

I lay in bed, thinking.

About what happened.

And about Dallas Winston.

I missed him, just as much as I missed the gang.

Oh no!

Was I having feelings for him still?

Crap.

I missed being in his arms. We had only gone on three dates and it was our fourth one before, well, what happened.

His kissing, it wasn't rough. It was passionate and a little sweet in some way.

And I missed being with him when he caused trouble.

My eyes widened.

I think I still loved Dallas Winston.

A week passed and I heard that Dallas Winston was out and roaming the streets once again. I wanted to see him, tell him my feelings, but he'd toss me aside like white trash.

"Hey Jewls," Cami came in, a weird look on her face. I looked up.

"Yeah?"

"Uh, Dallas Winston is at the door. He wants to see you." I wanted to jump up, and run to him, but I calmly nodded and walked downstairs. He had his hands in his leather pockets but took them out when he saw me.

"Hey Jewls," he said smoothly. I missed his voice.

"Hey Dal," I said, using his nickname. He slightly smiled.

"How ya been?" he asked. I shrugged.

"couldn't be better. And you?"

"Same." he said, looking at the ground. "Look Jewls, I came here to tell you that I'm real sorry. I shouldn't have done that to you and well-"

"You're apologizing now?" I asked in disbelief.

"Look, jail gave me time to think." he said, trying to battle his way out of this. I might as well of gave in.

"Think about what Dallas? About what an asshole you are?" he was silent. I sighed loudly.

"Look Dally, I know you're sorry, but I dont think I can forgive you that easily. Not yet, anyway." Dally had a sad frown on his face.

"I'll help you. I'll get a job and I can help raise the baby..." his voice went quiet.

"I dont know," I said, my voice on the verge of crying. Dally once again tried to tell me why and how we could do it, I must've gotten real paranoid. I wanted to kiss him again. Oh god. Suddenly I felt myself leaning forward and my lips were on his. I didn't realize this til he was kissing back.

God I missed his kissing.

His arms wrapped tightly around my waist and my fingers entangled in his hair.

I pulled slowly away for air.

"Dally," I said, looking up to meet his icy blue eyes. "It'll take time to forgive you, but I'm sure we can work this out." I said, nodding. He smiled slowly.

"I'll do whatever it takes." he said and put his forehead up against mine. I smiled and hugged him tightly. I missed him.

"I love you, Jewls." he said, kissing my head. I smiled more.

"I love you too, Dal."

I guess my hatred for him wasn't hatred at all...it was really love.