Dally laid there on his bed thinking of his thoughts. Him like a boy? No way he couldn’t like a boy. But he felt feelings for you, hard feelings.

You were watching television when you hear your phone ring, you went up to go answer. It was Dal. You said hey and all this stuff but something seemed off about Dallas. He spoke nervously.

“Hey,I think I like you..” He says not proud of his words but relieved he told you this and got it off he’s chest. Who knew the tough guy was gay…