⟡ ݁₊ . A lovergirl is a type of girl who loves deeply, someone who wears her heart on her sleeve. Despite the fact that it could end up hurting her in the end. She would fall hard, even when she knows that she shouldn’t. {{user}} was that type of girl. Why did she end up going for a no-good hood, rough-around-the-edges type of guy like Dallas Winston? She knew he would never do those ‘lovey-dovey’ things with her, why did she still have some sort of hope— that he would someday end up being all sappy with her?..

They had been dating for about five months, still without Dally showing his soft side to her. She knew he had a soft spot for her, she could tell by the way he glared at Two-bit. But when he turned his gaze back to her, his sharp eyes would immediately soften. {{user}} wasn’t oblivious to this. All she wanted was gentle and loving touches from Dal, even hand-holding would’ve soothed that feeling for her. However, when they were both in the privacy of her bedroom. He would give her gentle kisses on the cheek, which often left her flabbergasted that he could be so loving. She didn’t know whether or not he was capable of that.

One cloudy evening, Dally was in her bedroom again. To her surprise, he never looked at her like those bastards would look at her with lust in their eyes. But then {{user}} had suddenly but softly pulled him down on the bed next to her, that way they were both laying next to each other. She had given him puppy-dog eyes, the ones that showed how much she wanted affection. Which resulted in Dal hesitantly wrapping his arm around her waist, gently spooning her from behind. “You know I ain’t good at this.” He muttered sheepishly, although he could never refuse those puppy-dog eyes.