Chaper 3

A Night to Remember

I never wanted that Friday night to end, but unfortanantly it did. Two-Bit was too drunk to drive home so he stayed over at the Curtis' and I couldn't find Amanda. I started walking back and I heard foot steps behind me. I turned around to see Dally. I was kind of suprised, but happy too. I really didn't want to walk home all alone that night. I wasn't even suppose to go home because I was supposivlyl spending the night with Amanda, but she pretty much abandoned me for her no good boyfriend.

"You wanna go back to my place tonight?" he asked as we walked under the street lights. I couldn't say no to him, not Dallas Winston. I agreed wondering what we would be doing that night. I had a pretty good feeling it wouldn't be talking. He put his arm around me as we walked back to his place. I felt safe in his arms more than I did with any other guy that I was with, but that wasn't much.

When we got to his room he shut the door and turned on the lights. He sat down on the bed and motioned me to come over and sit by him. Reluctantly I did as I was told. To my suprise I wasn't even nervous about being alone in a room with him. He started to rub my legs and then we started to make out like we were doing on the hood of his car. Before I knew it I was laying on my back with him on top of me. We were fumbling around trying to take off one anothers clothes. After all the clothes were off we made love. I was completely amazed. It was my first time to have sex and I was completely comfortable with Dally being my first. After we were finished he caressed my body gentally and I fell asleep.

I woke up to find Dally sitting in a chair looking at me. I smiled slightly at the sight of him and stretched my body. "We better get going before your brother throws a fit about you being missing," he told throwing my clothes at me. He waited outside the door for me as I changed. Before I went out I used the sink to take off last nights makeup and to straighten up a little. When I looked satisfactory I went outside and got into Dally's car. From there we drove over to the Curtis' fully knowing that my brother would be there with a hang over from hell.

When we got there everyone was up and running around. Darry, Soda, and Steve were coming out the door as we were going in. Steve gave us a knowing smirk as he was shoved to the truck. Two-Bit was eating chocolate cake and drinking beer for breakfast. I was disgusted that is the grossest thing ever, but it was his body so I didn't worry about it. Johnny and Ponyboy were silently watching TV. I plopped myself down inbetween them and put my arms around their shoulders. They have always been good friends of mine. Pony and I were in most of the same classes, he was super smart and always helped me with my homework. I liked him the best out of all the Curtis boys, he was sweet. I mean Soda was handsome, but he was like a brother to me they all were like brothers to me except Dally of course.

"So what do you all want to do tonight?" Two-Bit asked turning around to us. I shrugged, all I wanted to do is be with Dally, I blushed at the thought of last night, but I kept my mouth shut. Ponyboy suggested going to the Nightly Double, and Johnny and Dally seconded that. My brother looked at me and I nodded my head in agreement. With that being said, my brother and I left to go back home and get changed. We would all meet up later that night to go see the movie.

As Two-Bit and I walked down the street to our house, I could tell he wanted to tell me something. Finally he told me, "Be careful," he told me, I didn't know what he was talking about. I gave him a confused look and he grumbled something. "I know what you and Dally were doing, I just want you to be careful," he continued,"I don't want to see you get hurt." I stared at him, was this actually my brother talking, had someone cloned him. I was shocked he was telling me this. He was the one who didn't give a shit about what I did, but now since I'm involved with one of his friends he wants me to be careful. I was mad and grateful for his advice. It was an unusual feeling.

"I think i'll be fine, but thanks for your concern," I told him. Then I asked him a question that I thought I would never come out of my mouth,"Why the hell do you care so much?" I didn't stop there,"you didn't care when I got drunk and almost got killed." He stopped and thought about it for a minute, but he didn't know what to say. Instead he went into the house and got to his room to change. I did the same, anger boiling inside of me. It was strange that he didn't care when I was almost killed, but now he's all of a sudden the protective big brother. That was pretty new to me considering he was never really around to be protective over me, hell the gang was more protective over me than he is.