The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 53: can you tell him you love him? .“What do you expect me to say?” Derrick demanded moving to adjust himself and stand up. He towered over him when he shuffled to sit on the side of the bed.“The truth, why you really moved here, why you can't leave even if you wanted to, and...a nice explanation would be great,” he said awkwardly.“Does it need to be said?”“Once, yeah, hell I'm not expecting fucking love poems and - and you skipping around spouting your undying love for me here!” he said with a heavy sigh standing up. “But a confirmation would be great!”“Well isn't me moving here a confirmation?”Jordan bit his lip and shrugged his shoulders up and down once watching him. The walls were already up and he longed to knock every single one of them down. Derrick’s gestures of love weren't prominent. They never had been and Jordan had come to slowly and surely accept it. Their anniversaries were nothing more than a day to have enthusiastic
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 54: going back to him .The problem with running away is the overwhelming sense of guilt that wouldn't fade no matter what he did. He couldn't help but feel guilty and sad when he thought of their most recent argument and kiss. It had been more than a week ago and Jordan in all honesty shouldn't have ran away. He had a lot of time to think about it alone in his bedroom listening to AJ fuck one of countless girls and Doug whisper and whine about sums. It was enough to make him realise how lonely and also horny he was when he closed his eyes thinking of him. Jordan missed him like crazy.It also didn't help when Shawn was no help at all when he nodded and listened to Jordan rant but was also texting a girl he had met. Siobhan was pretty, petite, and so similar to Shawn it was scary. They were basically perfect for each other and while he was happy with him, he hated it as well.“Jordan, I only have one thing to say to you, this is from me...
The Bad Boy and Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 55: together forever .“Hey gorgeous, another wine over here!” a pretty brunette called to Derrick who shook his head at her amused when he walked away to get it.Jordan bit his lip watching when Derrick interacted with three very clearly interested girls when they flirted with him and Derrick flirted back. It wasn't like he wasn't allowed but it left Jordan with a stinging feeling of jealously when he watched them talk.“You're so hot, you can't be single,” she said leaning forward with her chin in her hand.Derrick didn't answer when he smiled staring at the three glasses and held up a hand waiting for the money. They handed over the cash and giggled amongst themselves. Jordan stayed at the bar drinking and left Shawn and Siobhan to have quality time together instead of being the third wheel. His eyes were trained on Derrick when he moved up and down the bar with Cindy when she whispered in his ear and laughed. Cindy would often look at him
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 1: first meeting .Jordan Smith sighed deeply as the alarm clock beeped insistently next to his ear. The groan that escaped his lips was needed when he reached out slamming his hand down on the off button before rolling onto his back. His mouth tasted like ass when he licked his lips and sat up with a groan. Monday’s were the worst. It was the start of the week and he sighed deeply when he looked out of the window to see a cloudy day. January was also the worst month and he grumbled under his breath when he climbed out of bed to pull on his clothes. He missed the warmth of a hot Californian summer.He pulled on a black t-shirt before pulling on one of his many plaid shirts to go over it and his jacket for layers. His jeans fit him snugly when he stood looking in the mirror, his grown out hair a mess when he carded a hand through it, and he shrugged his shoulders letting it be. Jordan hummed when he ran downstairs jumping down the last th
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 2: help from him.He sighed deeply pressing his forehead to the window before getting in, heading to the grocery store to get the milk, and heading home. His jeans were damp when he got into smell the food his dad was cooking.“Hey kiddo,” his dad called him to him when he walked in and put the milk in the fridge. “How was school?”“Hell, I quit,” Jordan answered honestly heading into the living room. “School should be illegal and today was crap. I hate everything.”The Sheriff contemplated him as he stood leaning against the door. “Burger and fries in ten minutes?”“Did you use the burgers I got?”“Yes,” he replied with a sigh. “The healthier kind.”“It sounds good,” he admitted lying back and kicking his feet up. It sounded like the best thing in the world right now when he turned the television on and chose to relax. The chance encounter with Derrick left him tingly and on edge when he thought back over it feeling embarrassed and curiou
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 3: the thought of him .“Get in the car,” Derrick ordered circling around it and getting in as Jordan scrambled to get inside. He looked around, his amber brown eyes looking dark in the dim light, and his posture speaking nervousness and confusion.“Why are you out walking around?”“Whatever happens in Beacon Hills? The last murder was over a year ago and no one is going to come near me and attempt rape now are they?” he muttered opening the cap and sniffing it gingerly. Derrick watched out of the corner of his eye when Jordan knocked it back with a big gulp before gagging. The snort of laughter escaped him before he realised and frowned staring forward.“Hey! It’s strong and who the hell buys vodka straight?!” Jordan demanded looking at him. “Are you taking me home?”“Yes, I don’t want to be arrested for soliciting a minor with a bottle of vodka. You might want to slow down,” Derrick answered watching him drink it like water.“You’re the
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 4: pool of interest .Jordan’s eyes burned when he stare at the laptop screen and sighed deeply as he tossed his head back to stare at the ceiling. It was tiring and he pouted looking into his drawer to find the stashed bottle of vodka and pulled it out to see it still empty. The small part of him wishing it was full died and he stared out of the window feeling that itch of boredom and loneliness. It had been four days since he last saw Derrick and he wanted to find him again. It was difficult when they didn’t know each other and he couldn’t just walk up and say hello like a normal person.It wasn’t like he could talk to anyone about this and his best friend was no help at all at the moment. His little “love story” was up and going and it all started when Shawn crashed into her by accident and books went everywhere. Hands brushed, eye contact was shared, and Jordan gagged throughout the whole story when Shawn recited it with heart eyes.
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 5: being desirable .“I wasn’t meant to be born into the world sexy and desirable…not like you,” Jordan murmured giving him a sidelong glance.“Me?”“Don’t be naïve, you know how you look! You have all the girls and hell even some of the guys falling for your ass because you’re gorgeous and hot and act all mysterious and angry. You’re the hottest guy here,” Jordan ranted and stopped feeling his cheeks flush with colour when he realised what his mouth had spouted out. “Oh my god, ignore that, please ignore that.”“I don’t think I want to,” Derrick murmured softly leaning forward and into his personal space.“I’m drunk, so, so drunk, and you smell so good,” Jordan muttered and cursed his mouth, his words, and everything he held dear to look at his lips. “It’s nice, musky, but not overwhelming like – like in your face and choking me. It’s so good and your mouth looks awesome.”“Stiles, shut up,” Derrick murmured meeting his eyes.“I told you
The Bad Boy and Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 55: together forever .“Hey gorgeous, another wine over here!” a pretty brunette called to Derrick who shook his head at her amused when he walked away to get it.Jordan bit his lip watching when Derrick interacted with three very clearly interested girls when they flirted with him and Derrick flirted back. It wasn't like he wasn't allowed but it left Jordan with a stinging feeling of jealously when he watched them talk.“You're so hot, you can't be single,” she said leaning forward with her chin in her hand.Derrick didn't answer when he smiled staring at the three glasses and held up a hand waiting for the money. They handed over the cash and giggled amongst themselves. Jordan stayed at the bar drinking and left Shawn and Siobhan to have quality time together instead of being the third wheel. His eyes were trained on Derrick when he moved up and down the bar with Cindy when she whispered in his ear and laughed. Cindy would often look at him
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 54: going back to him .The problem with running away is the overwhelming sense of guilt that wouldn't fade no matter what he did. He couldn't help but feel guilty and sad when he thought of their most recent argument and kiss. It had been more than a week ago and Jordan in all honesty shouldn't have ran away. He had a lot of time to think about it alone in his bedroom listening to AJ fuck one of countless girls and Doug whisper and whine about sums. It was enough to make him realise how lonely and also horny he was when he closed his eyes thinking of him. Jordan missed him like crazy.It also didn't help when Shawn was no help at all when he nodded and listened to Jordan rant but was also texting a girl he had met. Siobhan was pretty, petite, and so similar to Shawn it was scary. They were basically perfect for each other and while he was happy with him, he hated it as well.“Jordan, I only have one thing to say to you, this is from me...
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 53: can you tell him you love him? .“What do you expect me to say?” Derrick demanded moving to adjust himself and stand up. He towered over him when he shuffled to sit on the side of the bed.“The truth, why you really moved here, why you can't leave even if you wanted to, and...a nice explanation would be great,” he said awkwardly.“Does it need to be said?”“Once, yeah, hell I'm not expecting fucking love poems and - and you skipping around spouting your undying love for me here!” he said with a heavy sigh standing up. “But a confirmation would be great!”“Well isn't me moving here a confirmation?”Jordan bit his lip and shrugged his shoulders up and down once watching him. The walls were already up and he longed to knock every single one of them down. Derrick’s gestures of love weren't prominent. They never had been and Jordan had come to slowly and surely accept it. Their anniversaries were nothing more than a day to have enthusiastic
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 52: a huge surprise .Jordan was miserable when he stared up at the ceiling of his dorm room that second morning and listened to his two house mates next door talking. They were okay so far. The loudest and brashest one was AJ Michaels who went for a high five the moment he saw him and was all smiles and bright blue eyes when he immediately wanted to make friends. The other was Doug Jones who was the complete opposite when he was quiet and kept to himself and in his own room. They got on and he was glad about that.That was all well and good but he was far from home and still had no idea where Derek was. His phone calls went to answer machine now and he had already eaten two much ice cream and whined onto Shawn’s shoulder all night. They drank till he passed out and now his head pounded from a headache and his stomach churned miserably with him. He was desperate for aspirin and coffee when he stumbled out heading into the kitchen.“Jordan,
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 51: goodbyes .“I'm proud of you.”“How proud?” he teased.“Enough to prove it later on if that's what you mean,” Derrick mumbled with a huff of laughter. “I have things to do today so I'll text you.”“Okay...” Jordan muttered in confusion before he as usual hung up on him without saying goodbye. It was annoying habit of his that he couldn't get him to kick no matter how many times he nagged him about it.His second call was to Shawn who answered also gruffly and rough with sleep. He told him the news listening to him yelp in happiness before running down to see if he had his own letter.“Oh my god, I do, Jordan, I have one, my mom isn't here, what the hell do I do?!” he shouted down the phone.“First, you stop shouting at me, eardrums dude, and you open it with me on the phone to you so do it,” he said waving a hand at his dad when he left the house to go to work. He knew by five that the whole town would know he was off to college by his
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 50: got into college .“You were studying a few minutes ago.”“Sex is better, much better,” he breathed in reply and bit his lip when his tongue licked and sucked around his nipples. They were pink and stood to attention when Derrick parted from them and he was hornier than he had been for a while.“Oh no foreplay, let's skip it, fuck me, please,” he begged grabbing the lube and thrusting it at him when he kissed him eagerly. Derrick responded by biting his lip so he hissed feeling the skin break when he tasted blood and moaned spreading his legs when he hit the mattress.“Look at you spreading your legs for me like a little whore,” he whispered gripping the back of his hair when they kissed.“Only you, now give me a reason for spreading my legs like a little whore,” he whispered gripping his shoulders and moaning louder when lubricated fingers breached him.“So tight,” Derrick whispered pushing a second and wriggling his fingers deep insi
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 49: college movements .Waking up on Christmas Day alone wasn't something Derrick had in mind that Christmas Eve. Demi was the same with wanting to spend it with Ian who had no family so he was also alone. It was a week ago that it was decided Ian would come to the Smiths for dinner under the Sheriff's instruction that no one should spend Christmas alone.Derrick was looking at the tickets for next year for Turkey and jumped when the door opened and hid them underneath the blanket quickly.“Okay, heads up, you three are staying at ours tonight!” Jordan said in announcement banging on the stairs so Demi and Ian walked down them confused.“What?”“You two can have the spare bedroom and Derrick will obviously sleep with me. It's there, unused and you're with us for Christmas anyway!”“Are you sure or better yet is your dad sure?”“It's both our decision, I talked to him, a lot of talking actually, and he said yes!” Jordan said walking over to
.The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 48: dinner went well .They had the odd argument now and again, the silliest things, and it always resulted in one or both of them shouting at each other till one of them left. It also resulted in sulking for two to three hours before crawling back to each other. The make up sex was the best though. They often got caught though and it was mostly by Demi. The first time was embarrassing, the second embarrassing and frustrating, and the third time annoying when they waited for her to leave so they could continue to have sex up against the wall.Jordan sat up when Derrick came over fifteen minutes later with the soup and bread handing it over and sitting on the edge to watch. It was warm and soothing for his throat when he swallowed it down letting out a small pleased moan of pleasure. It was also satisfying to look up and see lust blown in his eyes after the sound was made.“Did you really have to make that sound?”“I did,” he said with a
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 47: commitment or what? .“Your dad is not fighting my battles. I’ll sort it out.”“He isn’t fighting them, he’s helping you, suck it up and deal with it,” Jordan said heading into the bathroom to wash his face and teeth before emerging ten minutes later.“I don’t need his help, Jordan, don’t tell him a thing,” he warned watching him walk over and duck down to press a kiss against his lips.“Fine, I’ll text you,” he muttered with a frown.Derrick watched him leave and shut the door behind him when he leaned back and shut his eyes. It wasn’t long before Demi joined him and sat down heavily next to him.“I’ve noticed a subtle change and it’s been what…a few hours?” she said giving him an amused look.“He’s brought it out in me.”“I’ve not seen it in years.”“Yeah, me too, it’s…odd,” he admitted with a nod.“Have you told him you love him?”“No.”“Why not?”“Because while he is ready, I’m not, not yet, do not push me,” he warned pointing a fin