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Chapter 3: Dating Advice
Dally and I have been together for about two weeks and we've never really gone out on a date. I didn't really care. I was happy to be with people who cared about me and I actually felt like I was worth something, maybe not much, but something. Dally hardly ever left my side, it was a never one without the other kind of thing, I loved it. I stayed at the Cutis house, taking Darrel's offer and sleeping in Sodapop's old room. Dally really liked that idea, because he thinks that I'd be safer there, than at Buck's. I had gotten a job at the local dinner- the one that I first met the gang at- and started to pitch in around the house, paying for the groceries mostly and cleaning up when I thought the house looked like a bomb went off in it. Everything was great. Every Saturday Dally, Pony, Johnny and I would catch a double feature at the Dingo and have a great time laughing and just enjoying each other's company. The gang has been the closest thing to a real family I've ever had. Darrel was the responsible, protective, older brother, Two-bit was the hilarious, fun loving older brother that I really wish I had, he's also protective just not as serious as Darry. Steve is the annoying, yet loveable brother that you want to kill at times but you'd kill for anytime. Soda's the loving, caring one that's always got your back "as long as your happy" kind of brother, and is super easy to talk to. Johnny is my shy little brother that I'd do anything for, everyone was shocked when he spoke to me for the first time, he didn't like to talk to me at first 'cause he was shy but now he talks all the time whenever I'm the one he's talkin' to. Ponyboy is the sweet, little brother, the baby that can be annoying, but always got you back and is great to watch sunset with. My life hasn't been this great in I don't even know how long, I'm finally happy.
It had been a long day, I had two back-to-back shifts that day and I was ready to drop. I looked at the clock. Yes! I cheered in my mind, it was finally 7:00pm, and I could leave. "Dylan. I'm clockin' out. See you tomorrow, bright and early." I told my friend. Dylan and I had become instant friends when I started to work here; she had shown me how to do everything properly. "Alright Pedal, I'll see you tomorrow." She called after me, as I left the diner. Dylan had started calling me Pedal on my second day, she said it was because I was always kind to others even if they weren't nice to me, and that since my name was that of a flower, she would now call my Rose Pedal or just Pedal. I waved good-bye and went outside to wait for Dallas. After every shift Dally would come by and pick me up, so I wouldn't be alone when I walked back to the Cutis's place. The gang came frequently and sat in my section of the restaurant, so that no matter what they'd have me for a waitress, unless I was sick, which I never was.
As I was waiting, a large figure came up to me and started hitting on me. "Hey there baby, what's a beautiful flower like you doing out here all by her lonesome?" He asked, putting one of his muscular arms around my small shoulders. His breath reeked of alcohol; I wrinkled my noise at the horrid stench. "Waitin' for my boyfriend to come and get me." I informed him, making it sound as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Well aint that too bad for me. I gotta ask, what bozo would let his girlfriend- especially one that looks like you- stand here in the cold so helpless, and unable to protect herself?" "That would be me." I looked past the guy and saw Dallas standing behind him, he look like he was ready to kill the guy. The drunk looked at Dally, who punched him square in the nose the second he turned around. "Oh shit, sorry Dallas. If I had known she was your girl then I wouldn't have even come near her." I laughed at the boy's lame apology, and watched as he scrambled to his feet, running in the opposite direction that we were going to go. Dallas was still fuming; I just shook my head and sighed. "Come on Winston, let's go home, I'm tired." I put one of my slim fingered hands on his left should, he relaxed as soon as my hand touch his leather jacket. He turned to me; I noticed that his eyes were full of regret, like he actually believed that he was in the wrong for letting me wait. "I'm sorry, I should have been here sooner." He apologized, looking at me with sad eyes. "Dally, you don't need to be sorry. I don't mind the cold; I've been through worse. Now lets go, it's been a long day and I'm really tired." I complained, he smiled at the last part and wrapped his strong arms around my shoulders, I giggled slightly, putting my slender arms around his torso and leaning my head on his shoulder. "I love you, you know that? You always know what to say." He chuckled, kissing the top of my head as we walked in the direction of the Curtis house. "I know." I giggled and we continued in silence.
It took us about fifteen minutes to get home and when we did, we were welcomed by the smell of freshly baked chocolate cake and the sight of our friends sitting around the living room dong their own thing. Darry was in the kitchen taking the cake out of the oven, Two-bit was sitting in front of the television, watching Mickey, Soda and Steve were arm wrestling- I silently cheered for Soda to win because Steve always wins. I looked around the room, searching for Pony and Johnny, but failed to find them. "Hey guys!" I called out to them, receiving murmured 'Hey' s back as I walked to the kitchen. "Hey Darry, where's Johnnycake and Pony?" I asked him, it was strange seeing someone so big, baking a cake. "They're in Pony's room. Pony's got an essay that he has to finish for tomorrow and Johnny's helping since it's on gone with the wind." He replied, taking off the floral oven mitts. "Okay, thanks Dar bear." He chuckled at the nickname that I gave him. "No problem kiddo." I turned to leave but Darry stopped me. "Hey can I ask you something?" I nodded cautiously. "Well there's this girl at work, she's my bosses assistant, and I wanted to ask her out, but I don't know how. Most of the time I don't have trouble talking to people but..." "I get it Darry, I can help you there. Do you know what she likes, her favourite colour, flower, anything?" He smiled at me gratefully. "She said that her favourite colour was red, I don't know why she told me that but whatever. She also said that she likes bowling which I think is pretty cool." He informed me. "Okay so here's what you do. After work tomorrow you go up to her and ask her out. Ask her is she wants to go bowling with you sometime, then if she says yes tell that you'll pick her up on Friday night." I instructed him, he nodded but then questioned, "I don't know where she lives." I waved it off. "That's okay, ask her what her address is and problem solved." "Thanks Rosie. Your the best." He looked so happy, I smiled brightly at the tall strong man in front of me, who looked like a kid in a candy store. "Isn't she just." Dallas came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, placing his chin in the crook of my neck. "I am, aren't I?" I joked, Dally kissed my cheek and whispered, "I gotta talk to you, can we go somewhere else so the gang doesn't hear?" I excused myself and told Darry not to worry, and if she said no than that would make her stupid for not saying 'yes' to one of the greatest guys on earth.
Dal and I went to my room and sat on my bed. I wanted nothing more than to pass out right then and there but I know Dallas wanted to talk so I restrained myself. "Okay Dal, what's up?" I wondered, looking him straight in the eye. "I was thinking and-" "Oh no, Dallas Winston thinking that's never good, sweetie what have I told you about thinking, you'll hurt yourself." I joked; he pulled me closer, chuckling. "I'm being serious here. I heard you talking to Darry about asking a girl out, and it got me thinking, you and I haven't exactly gone out on a date. So I was thinking that maybe we could." He smirked at me and I shook my head and then and idea came to me. "What?" He asked, seeing my face light up a little. "That's a great idea. If Darry gets a date with that girl than we could have a double date so if he needs any help, we would be there to assist him." I explained, standing up and pacing. Dallas just shook his head and laughed at my ranting. "Calm down. I got two responses to that idea. One, she still has to say 'yes' and two that sounds like a plan, even though I was hoping that it would be just the two of us on our first date, your idea's good to." He shrugged his shoulders and put his hands on my arms, rubbing them up and down, he knows that makes me calm down. "Whatever makes you happy." "Dallas, I never said that we couldn't go on a date before Friday night." His eyes lit up like shining starts, in the sky. "I. Love. You." He said, kissing my cheeks, then my lips, in between each word. "I love you too Dal." Stretching up on my toes so my lips would come in contact with his. Like it was whenever I kissed Dallas, it was heated, passionate and he made it seem as though that kiss was going to be the last, like after tonight we wouldn't have each other anymore, which was ridicules. He pulled away and picked me up, bridal style and carried me to my bed, tucking me into the sheets. "What are you doing?" I giggled, as he kissed my forehead. "You said you were tired, so I'm putting you to bed." He answered, kissing me one last time before heading for the door. "Hey Dal?" "Hmm?" "Can you stay here tonight? Its just I had this nightmare and I don't want to be alone tonight." He nodded and closed the door. I got up and walked over to my dresser, realizing that I was still in my uniform, Dallas seemed to notice it too and turned away so I could change. I quickly changed into my pyjamas and slipped back under the covers. "You can look now." I stated, he turned around and crawled into bed, pulling my tiny frame closer to him. Perfect fit. I grinned at the thought. "Goodnight Rosie, see you in the morning." He yawned; I snuggled into his chest and sighed, "Night Dal." And with that we fell asleep.
A/N: 'Kay so I kind of forgot the italics on the thoughts for the past two chapters hopefully you caught on to what were thoughts and what weren't. I'm going to fix it now. So just to be clear italics are thoughts or flashback/dreams. Hope you're enjoying the story so far - Bones