He softly nipped at my neck, sucking on my sensitive skin. "That's a pretty confident statement." He spoke against my neck, repeating the words I had used against him. Dallas had never gone this far with the teasing, but I didn't plan on stopping him any time soon. He pressed a kiss to the base of my neck and I leaned my head back into his shoulder.
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"If I didn't know any better I'd say you're into me." My voice was soft as his lips still ghosted over the sensitive skin of my neck.
He drove me insane and it only seemed fair to do the same to him. "You're pretty attractive yourself." His lips brushed against my neck as my breath hitched.ĭallas was known for teasing, and I had gotten into the habit of teasing back. "Can I let you in on a secret?" He exhaled his words onto my neck and I bit my lip, the tension clear between us. His mouth was next to my ear as he breathed his next words in a way that he knew could drive any girl crazy. I turned and made my way towards the door when Dallas abruptly grabbed my wrists, pulling my back flush against his chest. "I might even say you're quite attractive yourself." "I never said you weren't hot." I winked at him jokingly and another smirk broke out onto his face. "You don't think I have good looks? I know a lot of broads who would disagree." It's called looks and talent." I leaned against the front of the house nonchalantly. There's a reason why he's got a swarm of fans praising his every move. Paul McCartney has millions of girls falling at his feet. "That's a pretty confident statement, Dal. I loved messing with Dallas, he was easy to bother. I crushed my cigarette under my foot, snickering. "I don't know Dal, he's pretty attractive to me." "He's not even that good looking, why Paul McCartney?" Paul McCartney." I looked up at him, smirking as I took a drag from my cigarette. "Oh shit, do you have eyes for a soc?" Dallas sounded disgusted. He dresses real nice, he's doing well for himself. I brought the cigarette up to my lips and he lit it for me. "So tell me about this boy who drives you wild." He passed me a cigarette as we both stood, looking out into the street from the porch. We made it outside and Dallas shut the door behind him, muffling the music. To my luck, it had been other Beatles song. We made our way outside, passing by the living room where the music was playing. "Want to take this conversation outside? I'd love a smoke right about now." I sat up, stretching. He's incredibly talented, it drives me wild." I pretended to sigh dreamily. "Well goodness, where do I start? One of the hottest guys I've seen. I bit my lip to prevent a mischievous grin as an idea popped into my mind. He was leaning against the doorway, seeming amused. I opened my eyes nonetheless, glancing at him. "Who's this dreamy kid, huh?" I didn't have to look at him to know he was smirking. "Now that's none of your business, isn't it Dallas?" "Thinking about a boy?" I heard the familiar voice of Dallas Winston and a smirk crossed my features. "How dreamy." I sighed, letting my arms fall limp as I propped my hands behind my head once the song ended. I let my fingers still subconsciously tap out the bass line that was played by Paul McCartney, following every single chord plucked. I let my eyes fall shut, becoming enveloped by the sound of John Lennon and Paul McCartney's angelic voices, the drums from Ringo Starr, and the guitar from George Harrison. I couldn't help but feel like every other teenage girl, swooning over the four talented young men in the band. 'Drive My Car' by The Beatles played and my mind was immediately consumed by the thoughts of the band. I was close with the gang and had been relaxing around the Curtis house for most of the day. I'll be out in a second!" I answered absentmindedly to my friend.
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It permeated through the cracked bedroom door and I couldn't help but softly tap my fingers along to the bass. I was staring at the ceiling, listening to the soft music from the loud radio in the living room. "The gang's here!" Sodapop called as I was lounging in his and Ponyboy's shared bed. Summary: dallas seems to get a little jealous when you talk about a certain boy you like To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image. Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines.
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