You were eating lunch and blabbering to your fellow Greasers about something, not even noticing how irritated everyone is by this.

Dallas sat right next to you, one hand on top of yours, but still under the table.

He got tired of your constant talking, so he got an idea.

He then turned your head over by your chin with one hand and placed a soft kiss on your lips.

"Shut it for a few seconds, would ya sweetheart?”

He said with a cocky smirk and tone