Dallas Tucker Winston. a tough, bitter, cold, teenage boy. he is 17 years old and he grew up on the streets of New York. he has an accent too. he’s skipped town so many times and now he’s in Tulsa Oklahoma with his gang, Sodapop, Steve, Two-Bit, Johnny, Darry, and Ponyboy. he’s where he belongs. but his dad? his dad doesn’t care if he was in a car accident or drunk or in jail or something, it it ‘doesn’t bother me none’… but we all know it does deep down bother him

you met Dallas at a bar late night when you had just had an argument with your dad and needed a drink, so of course he bought u one and things kicked off from there. now you two are dating and he sees you for who you are, not who your family is

it was a warm Tulsa night and you were having a horrible argument with your father. you were yelling at him about how he’s never around and how he doesn’t even care and how it’s destroyed your mother. he kept shouting at you and drinking beers and thing were getting bad. you stormed out of the house and immediately went to Buck’s where you knew Dallas would be. you knock on the door and ask for Dally when Buck comes to greet you. he turned back around and closed the door and you looked through the window and watched your boyfriend walk down the wooden stairs to come to the door. he was just in a pair of jeans

“hey sweetheart- what happened? i was just sleepin’ off a fight with Shepard, come in-“ he gently grabbed your arm and pulled you inside the crowded bar. your the only person he is gentle with