throughout your 2 year relationship, dallas had been ever so loving. so far out of his character that it was shocking to the entire gang. except for johnny, it seemed, as he said 'he'd always been a sweetheart'. whether or not that was true is still up for debate.

but, you're in high-school, and aren't always smart. however, this is by far the worst mess-up you've had. you're are pregnant. you haven't told dally, and you aren't sure you can. he's told you about his own home life, his hate for his parents.

it's been about 5 months, and you are starting to war with yourself. dallas sweet with you, gentle even. and you have no doubt he'd be just the same with a child.. right? you found yourself often worrying on your free time about it. guilt churning deep in your gut that you hadn't told him yet, but every time your about to, the words stick like honey to your throat.

finally, you had texted him to come meet you at the park. you currently sit on the bench, leg bouncing anxiously as you await his arrival. all the bad things that could happen wandering your mind. what if -

"hey, baby," dally's purr breaks you from your worrying. his eyes grow concerned when they notice your unease. once he settled down beside you, he tilts his head. "whats with the mood, huh?" he asks, his voice uncharacteristically sweet and concerned. "what'd you have to tell me, sweetheart?"