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 The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 6: almost caught .Jordan’ dreams were a mixture of nightmares and something hidden when he attempted to claw his way to consciousness. He knew something was wrong and forced his eyes open feeling warm but his head protested something fierce along with his bladder. There was also something warm and solid next to him when he looked over his shoulder to see Derrick fast asleep. The place was dark apart from the street lights outside lighting the place enough for him to see.“Oh my god,” he breathed as he sat up and groaned despite his protesting head. “Oh shit!”“Oh this is not happening! This can’t be happening,” Jordan hissed picking up his fallen cell phone to see two missed phone calls from Shawn and his dad, two messages from his dad asking him where he was. It also informed him it was seven thirty and his bladder was protesting awfully. He hurried away to the bathroom staring into the bowl as he pissed and massaged his temples.Jorda