Dally Imagine - "You are my everything "
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Full request: May I get from the request thingy “You are my everything ” with Dally please? Thx !
You knew who Dally was when you got together. You knew there was no changing him. There was no forcing him to show affection. And no expecting it. You loved Dally, really, truly, honestly, you loved him.
Usually, Dally would at least give you attention. He was a great person, but he wasn’t a bad one either. He wasn’t a bad boyfriend. Lately, he had stopped coming home. If he did, he was drunk. He started blowing you off. You were fed up.
You were waiting out front of Buck’s. You knew Dally would show up there eventually. And he did.
“What the hell is up with you?” you spoke as soon as he got close enough to you.
“What do you mean what’s up with me?”
You scoffed, “You never come home anymore, you’re always blowing me off, and if you do actually come home you’re drunk! That’s what I mean!”
Dallas just shrugged.
“Are you fucking kidding me!? Dallas I have poured everything I have into this! I’ve given you my everything!” you lowered your voice, preparing to face the truth, “Lately it’s seemed like you don’t want to be with me anymore.”
You look at Dally, waiting for any kind of answer. When he doesn’t say anything you get your answer. You nod slightly as tears fall down your cheeks.
You start to walk off when he grabs your arm and pulls you back.
“Please let go of me.”
You look at him and try to pull your arm away, but his grip just tightens.
“Let go off me! You don’t get to do this anymore! You’ve given me an answer! You don’t love me anymore! Now, let go, you’re hurting me.”
Tears stream down your face as Dally slowly lets go of your arm.
“(y/n). C'mon…don’t cry.”
“Just tell me why. Why didn’t you just end it, instead of dragging me on like this? Y'know, every night I said ‘this is the night he’ll finally come back home’. But, you never did.”
Dallas looks at you, “You know how I am. You’ve always known. You-”
“You can go straight to hell! I knew you were the type of guy who wouldn’t exactly show that he cares, but I never thought you were the type of guy to leave his girl wondering if he’s ever coming back to her. Everyone was right, you’re a selfish son of a bitch.”
“Who gave you the right to talk to me like that!? Do you really want to know why I stopped coming home?”
“Yeah, as a matter of fact I do!”
“I love you! You are my everything. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. You’ve got me going fucking insane. I’d do anything for you. I, I just thought that, that if I stopped being around you I wouldn’t be so hurt if you left me.”
You just looked at him for a moment.
You shook your head and looked down at the ground.
“C'mon, (y/n). Please, say something.”
“Dallas Winston, you son of a bitch.”
Dallas grinned slightly and bent down slightly trying to meet your gaze. You punched his shoulder softly.
“You’re the only guy I would let hurt me this bad.” you look up at him, brushing your hair out of your face.
“You’re the only girl I would let make me so crazy.”
Dally pulls you to him by the fabric of your shirt and connects his lips with yours. In that moment you knew that no matter how bad Dallas hurt you, you still couldn’t stop loving him.