(Requested ♥️ I tried my best, lmao)

Dallas never had the best self esteem in the world.

I mean, here he was. A hoodlum from the east side dating someone he could only describe as perfection. Someone who got in street fights and regular scuffles simply for fun dating you. The differences were in plain sight.

'Maybe you'd be happier with someone else'

'Maybe loving me's the reason you can't love someone else.'

His voice echoed in his mind like a steel drum, disdain written all over his face.

He couldn't help but feel as though you were better off with another.