The Outsiders(Imagines)

Drunk

It was past midnight and we all drank, some of the greasers were drunk and sprawled across the floor or chairs of the Curtis household, I sat on the comfy couch, " I think I had too much to drink. " I held in my breath to prevent anymore hiccups.

Dallas took a seat next to me, his eyes were half open, " Y...you look.... h...hot" he smirked, his body wobbling.

I held him, " Get a hold of yourself, Dal. You always managed- " His lump body fell onto me, " N...nice tits, baby. " he mumbled, my heart began to race.

" Damn it. " I whispered under my breath.

" C'mon (Y/N), let's have some f...fun.. " His eyes fell shut and his breathing slowed.

With my heart racing, I placed him on my lap, stroking his hair that resembled the fur of a hamster, " Night, Dal. "