I, sadly, do not own the outsiders. I only own Halley, Hannah, Arya, Aubree, and Emily.

Chapter 17

Halley's POV

It's been a few weeks since me and Dally had sex. And we both still enjoy being with one another. He hasn't cheated on me, so maybe the guys are wrong about him. Maybe he's changed.

Well it was Saturday, which meant no school. Emily was coming over to hang out for the day and maybe to spend the night. I haven't talked to her since that Friday. She should actually be here any minute now.

I was in the kitchen frosting the cake I had just made, when Emily came through the back door.

"Hello my love," she said.

"Hey darlin'," I replied. We've had these nicknames for each other since we were twelve.

She came and sat down at the table. "I see you've made me one of your famous chocolate cakes."

"Actually, I made it for myself. I've been craving some all week and I finally got around to making one. But I suppose you can have a piece if you want."

"Oh, I want. I love your cake," she said taking the slice that I had just cut for myself. I cut myself another piece and sat down next to Emily.

"So, how was your night with Two-Bit?" I asked her.

"Oh, it was fine when you left. We made out, watched TV, made out again. Then we got bored and went to Buck's for a party. He ditched me as soon as he saw some blonde bimbo, no offense."

"None taken." I was used to her complaining about Two-Bit. She did it so much.

"Well enough about me. Did you and Dallas have fun?"

"Yes. Tons of fun," I said, remembering back to that Friday night and trying not to smile. Emily stared at me for a few minutes and then she said, "You slept with him!"

"Wait, what?" I asked. She always knew these things just by looking at my expressions.

"You slept with Dallas Winston!"

"Will you be quiet? I don't want the whole neighborhood to know."

"Oh my god. What was it like? What was he like?"

"It was amazing and he was…..incredible."

"I'm sure he was. So does anyone else know besides me?"

"Umm…yeah. There's Two-Bit, Johnny, and maybe Hannah and Steve."

"All these people knew before me! I should've been the first one you told."

"Well it's not like I told all of them."

"It's okay. I forgive you. Next time, tell me first."

"Yeah okay," I said and playfully rolled my eyes.

"Is there anything else you should tell me?" asked Emily.

"Yeah, actually there is. I think I'm pregnant."

"What! Does Dallas know? How'd he take it?"

"I think I'm pregnant and Dallas is taking it well because I haven't told him yet."

"Well you need to soon. Like today."

"I'll tell him sometime soon. Don't worry," I told her, having no intention of telling him anytime soon.

After that we finished off the cake and continued to talk. Around 6:00, we ran out of things to talk about and do.

"Wanna go to Buck's?" Emily asked.

"Sure, I guess. We have nothing else to do." We went in my room and picked out clothes for us to wear to the party.

I put on a white baby doll shirt and my favorite pair of jeans. I did my make-up, so it looked like I had barely any on, and Emily curled my hair.

Emily wore an orange halter top with jeans. She put her make-up on and threw her hair up in a messy bun.

I left a note for Arya, telling her where we were, just in case we were out later than her. Soon after, we were out the door and walking in the direction of Buck's.

"Is Dally gonna be there?" Emily asked me on our way there.

"I don't know. Probably. He spends most of his time there, now that he's got himself a room.

"Oh, so we're gonna get to see him?"

"Yup," I said as we walked into Buck's house.

We saw the gang and went over to talk to them. Emily was flirting with Two-Bit, again. I was talking to Steve when Soda came over.

"Hey Halley. Wanna dance?"

"Hi Sodapop. I'd love to dance with you," I said and he led me out onto the dance floor.

"So Sodapop, what have you been up to lately? I haven't seen you much."

"Mostly working. Sometimes I go to the movies with Steve, Pony, and Johnny. What's goin' on with you?"

"Nothing really. School, hanging with the gang, and Dallas."

"That's tuff." The song finished after that.

"I'll see ya later Sodapop. I'm gonna go look for Dallas." I kissed him on the cheek and walked away.

I saw Tim standing with his brother, Curly, and some other guys in his gang. "Well look who's comin' over?" I heard Curly say. "Shut the hell up," Tim said back.

"Hey Halley. Haven't seen you in awhile," Tim said.

"Yeah, I've been busy. Have you seen Dallas anywhere?"

"Yeah, I saw him about half an hour ago but I don't know where he is now."

"Thanks Tim."

"No problem."

I looked around some more but I didn't see him anywhere. Maybe he's in his room, I thought and headed upstairs.

I got to his room and walked in, and I did not expect to see what I saw going on. Dallas was on his bed, with his shirt off, with another girl making out. Oh my god! I know that girl. She's a fucking Soc. Cherry Valance. I knew her from school.

"You fucking bastard," I said and got his attention. He looked up and when he saw me, his face went pale.

"Halley, wait. I can explain," Dallas said.

"Screw you," I said and ran out of the room and down the stairs. I ran out of the door and all the way to my house, where I sat crying on the couch.

There was a knock at the door. "Dallas, go away. I don't want to talk to you," I said.

"It's not Dallas. It's Soda. Can I come in?"

"Yeah, come on." He came in and sat next to me on the couch. I tried to wipe my tears away but more kept falling.

"Halley, what's wrong?" he asked.

"Dallas….he cheated on me with that bitch Cherry Valance," I said, between sobs.

He put his arm around me. "Cherry Valance, the soc?" he asked surprised.

"Yeah, but I don't see how they know each other."

"I think I do." I looked up at Soda, confused. "Pony, Johnny, and Dallas went to the movies last week and they sat behind two socy girls. Pony said Dallas was hitting on one of them. She must've been Cherry."

"That fucking ass. How could he not tell me this."

"I don't know. I'm so sorry Halley."

"It's not your fault Sodapop. He's the one who cheated, not you." All of a sudden, I felt like I was gonna be sick. "Could you excuse me?" I said and ran into the bathroom as fast as I could and threw up. Soda came in a few minutes later to check up on me.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah. I'll be fine. I haven't been feeling well for the past week," I said. I was thinking about whether or not I should tell him I was pregnant.

"Halley, what's wrong?" Soda asked.

"I think I'm pregnant."

"You're what? Oh Halley." I started crying all over again and Soda just held me in his arms, telling me everything was going to be okay, but it wasn't.