Wild Child

Chapter 5

(A/N: pic of Lacey on the side, it's Ksenia Solo from Lost girl! I absolutely love her!)

Lacey POV:

When we finished eating our food, we paid and left the diner. I could feel Jackson looking at me and i turned, raising my eyebrow. He just smiled and started driving up to Hascal.

We pulled into a small parking spot and sat listening to the radio, singing along occasionally. Jackson reached over and grabbed my hand quickly, startling me. I looked over at him, not nearly as confident as I was when I suggested this. He was already looked at me, a small smile on his beautiful lips. He leaned forward and kissed me softly, his stubble scratching against my face, making my nerve endings sing. When we pulled apart, I leaned against him, head on his shoulder, watching the planes take off from the airport bellow the cliff we were parked on. I turned and started to lean in to kiss him again when suddenly, both of our faces were lit up in red and blue.

*Jackson*

When the police lights lit up Lacey's beautiful face, my only thought was one I said out loud, "man, ain't this some shit... your dad is going to kill me... but if I survive tonight, I wouldn't change one thing," I said, chuckling. She gave me a devilish look and said, "we could make a run for it... It'd make a great story!" This girl is crazy as hell! There was a knock on my window and I rolled it down to speak to the police officer.

"Son, are you aware that this is private property? You're trespassing," the officer was trying to keep a straight face. I nodded and he asked for my name and Lacey's name, which we told him. He went back to his cruiser and the other officer came up to keep an eye on us.

Lacey was trying not to laugh, leaning over me to ask "excuse me, sir?" Making sure to really sweeten up her voice, making her Georgia accent even thicker. The officer looked at her, "sir I'm sorry, are you going to be arresting us? Because if so I'd like to know now, so I can call my daddy to chew you out," she said, with a sugar sweet smile, and the devil in her eyes.

The other officer came back and was told what she had just said, which prompted them both to ask us to exit the vehicle, which we did and they cuffed us. She turn on her charm and sweet voice again, "see, is this really necessary? If you let us go, I won't tell my daddy what you're trying to do.." oh man.. She's trying to sweet talk them... they aren't falling for it, but I sure am. When they say her down she just sighed and said, "can I at least have a light please?"

"Do you smoke?"

"No," she said with a grin, which made me laugh out loud. That seemed to piss off the officer and he slammed her door. She turned back to me, "we should have run," and with that we were cracking up again. What am I getting myself into with this girl.

*Lacey*

Who am I?! This isn't me, I think the boy next to me, with him motorcycle, leather jacket, and lip piercing, is corrupting me... but I like it. I like him. We finally stopped laughing and he started to speak, "who is this new Lacey? You're crazy!" I just shrugged, grinning. We talked about the tattoo I want to get, that wolf painting I did today, and he told me about his family, and football, and I told him about what I was like being the daughter of the sheriff, which we decided that the officers outside hadn't put together.

By the time they let us go, 4 hours had passed and we knew everything about each other. When the cuffs were off I have the officers a smile and said, "my daddy is going to put you on paperwork for a month," and we watched as the blood drained from their faces and then we got into Jackson's truck and left, laughing.

*Jackson*
I'm so gone.
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So that's the end of chapter 5. I hope you enjoyed it.