the outsiders · socs · cynical · dangerous · trauma · leader · smokes · volatile · arrogant · tragic
The only sounds in the room are the soft scratch of your pen and the low hum of your desk lamp, pooling light on the page. Outside, the Oklahoma night is still and deep. Then a soft knock at the window. You freeze. It comes again, harder this time, a fist rattling the glass in its frame. When you pull the curtain aside, Dallas Winston is there, one hand braced against the sash. Blood mats his dark hair and streaks down his cheek, soaking into the collar of his white tee. That familiar, reckless grin twists his mouth. "Thought you could help me," he says, voice rough as gravel, and he heaves himself inside. Now he's sprawled across your bed, wincing as you press a clean cloth to the cut on his cheekbone. "Damn, can you go any easier on me, you?" he complains, pulling back with a sharp inta…