Dallas Winston - 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤/ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

♡︎heartbeats

"Dally!" I said and I ran up to the side of his hospital bed.

He sat and smiled a wide grin at my sight and sat up.

"Come here, Doll." He said and reached his arms out. I gave him the biggest hug knowing he was fine.

I pulled away from him but he grabbed me again and kissed me like he had never kissed me in his life.

I pulled away and giggled at his hungry-ness and put my hand on his jaw and looked at him with his soft eyes.

"I'm glad you're okay." I said and he smiled at me.

"I'm Dallas Winston, babe, of course I'm okay." He smirked and I kissed him again.

He scooted over in the small hospital bed and wrapped my arms around him and he draped his arm behind me. I looked up at him and he smiled at me. I kissed his jaw and he kissed my head and I rubbed my thumb in circles on his chest.

"Hun, I'm pretty tired from all these meds they got me on." He said after a while of silence.

"I'll stay with you," I said knowing that's what he wanted. He kissed my forehead once more and closed his eyes to sleep. I fell asleep soon after listening to his steady heartbeats.

~~~

We woke up to Ponyboy and Two-Bit standing above us. I got startled and that woke Dally up and he rubbed his eyes and looked at them.

"Whaddya want?" He grumbled.

"How are you doing?" Ponyboy said, sitting in the chair next to the bed.

"I'm alright, busted up wrist is all." He said and he sat on the edge of the bed. I sat up next to him and started to rub his back as I saw discomfort on his face.

"How's is he? How's Johnny doing, man?" He said and it broke my heart to even hear his name.

"Look Dal, uh I don't know too much about this stuff, but um, he didn't look too good. Passed out cold before we left." Two-Bit responded.

Dally just hung his head down and I put my head on his shoulder. He looked at me and lifted his head and looked at the two boys.

"I'm going to his room." Dally said and threw his blanket off of his lap and went into the conjoined bathroom.

He came back with just a denim jacket and jeans on and I also got up out of the bed.

We both looked in the door and Johnny was awake again and we could go in.

"Hey Johnnycakes," I said in a soft, sweet voice.

"Mm, y/n." He managed. We were always the closest out of everyone in the gang, other than Dally and I.

"How ya doing, man?" Dally asked with a smile trying to hide the pain of seeing him.

"I'm alright, Dal." He said and I looked at him through the mirror.

"Johnny, I'm gonna make sure you're alright." I said with worry all over my face. Dally looked at me as I started to tear up.

"Y/n." Johnny just said as he noticed me tearing up.

"Yeah Johnny?" I said, sniffling.

"You two are like parents to me. You guys, have been so great to me man. Thank you." He said and I broke down in tears.

"Now don't say that Johnny," I said and Dally started to tear up too.

"Why? I know I ain't gonna make it much longer." I looked away at his words and let tears fall.

"Johnny man, quit it with that talk." Dally said and looked at his feet.

"I love you guys." He said and I stood up and walked to the door.

"I love you too, Johnnycakes. Hang in there." I said and I slipped out of the room and I sat in the hallway. I put my head in my hands and I sobbed.

Dally quickly rushed out of the room and saw me and slid down the wall next to me. I wanted so badly to cry into Dally's arms but I couldn't. I wiped away my tears with my jacket sleeve and I stood up.

I reached out my hand for Dally to grab and he grabbed it and I helped him up. We went back to his room and sat back on the bed. I looked to the bedside table and saw something sitting there. I grabbed it and saw the Polaroid of Dally and I sleeping with "love. '65" written in sharpie on the bottom. I immediately knew who took the photo.

"Hey Dal, look what Pony left." I saw with a smile. He took the picture from my hands and looked at it and smiled too. If he saw Pony take the photo, I know he'd probably say "You creep, taking pictures of me and my girl sleeping?" And make some big deal out of it, but since we were alone he actually took time to admire and cherish it.

"You're cute when you sleep," He said and I looked up at him. I wiped the tears away from his face.

"Are we going to the rumble?" I asked him and he got a distraught expression written on his face.

"We? Baby, no. I am. You're not getting hurt again." He said, remembering my severe concussion from the last one, leaving me memory loss. I almost forgot about Dally.

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever, I think I should get going. I need to help Darry with dinner." I said and I got up off the bed and left the picture on the bedside table. He grabbed my wrist and tugged me back to him and gave me a long, passionate kiss.

I pulled away, put my hand on his cheek and smiled.

"Te quiero mi amor." I said and he smiled and took my hand.

"Yo también te quiero, cariño." He responded and I smiled back at him. I let go of his hand and walked out of the room.

~~~

The phone rang as we all processed what Ponyboy had just told us. Steve picked up and passed it to Darry and he told us we had to go help Dally.

I got a head start running knowing what he was doing. I knew I needed to cut him off before he got killed.

I ran like I had unlimited air in my lungs, even after they started burning. I ran knowing I had to find him before the cops did.

And I did, I found him running by a building and I tackled him into an alleyway. As he processed what just happened we heard a cop car race by and he got up but I pulled him further into the alley so we wouldn't be seen.

"I need to go- I can't- I need to-" He said before I slammed him against the brick wall.

"Dally, listen to me! You really want to die and leave this all behind?" I yelled in his face.

"I- I don't know man!" He yelled back and I patted him down and found the heater he had. I pulled it up and looked at him with disappointment.

"Really?" I said and I threw the gun deeper into the alley and he looked as it hit the ground.

"Baby- I-" He stopped before realizing. It was me that he was talking to. It was me that he had to stay for.

"Baby, I'm sorry." He said and wrapped me in a hug and I hugged him back too.

"You were really gonna leave us? Everything we had?" I said and he cupped my cheeks in his hands.

"Not anymore." He said and kissed me and I kissed back and I didn't want to let go.

~~~

I shot up from my sleep and I looked over and grabbed the Polaroid from my bedside table. I looked at it and admired it.

Remembering that dream was true, except the ending. Admiring the photo I found in the breast pocket in his jacket.

Remembering that he's dead.

And he's not coming back.