One of Dally's friends decided to invite the two of you to a party. You were a bit reluctant at first, but Dally managed to convince you.
You two walked into the slightly dark house, the only source of light was a few lamps turned on.
"Hold up, I think I see my old buddy." Dally gestured for you to stick your spot, and you awkwardly did. People were dancing all around you, their body heat causing you to feel claustrophobic.
You stood in a crowded room, waiting for Dally to come back. It's been a few minutes and you were starting worry. You didn't normally come to parties for a certain reason.
"Hey baby," a voice slurred. You looked over and saw some random guy trying to look sexy. His shirt was unbuttoned way too far and he was clearly drunk. So, you chose to ignore him. "Come on, babe. Don't be like that."
"Excuse me?" You scoffed.
"How about we can go back to my place," he continued to hit on you and began to become touchy.
"How about you stop hitting on my girl," Dally came out of nowhere and punched the guy in the face. You gasped and soon a crowd formed around the two boys.
Dally was winning.
"Break it up!" The person who was throwing the party tore the two apart.
"Let's go," Dally wiped the bottom of his mouth, which was stained by blood. You nodded and the two of you escaped the party.
"Thanks," you whispered as you two walked around in the park.
"No problem. Couldn't let the love of my life be swept away by some guy," Dally chuckled.
"You love me?" You blushed.
"A lot," Dally placed a passionate kiss on your lips.
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SO I WAS AT ARLINGTON CEMETERY IN WASHINGTON D.C. AND I SAW THAT TOMBSTONE AND I WAS FREAKING OUT CUS OF THE IRONY
