Imagines/One Shots

Sonny Carisi

You miss your curfew:

You and your best friend Dylan were running around all over. You knew it was way past your curfew but you were having fun. You two always had fun. Ever since you met him in ninth grade. You two were inseparable. You wondered if it was because he had a crush on you. You had a few tinkering's but didn't know for sure. 

Even if you were in the eleventh grade you had a curfew. Your father was a cop. Well, he was a detective with the NYPD. He was in the Special Victims Unit, and boy was he so protective over you. It annoyed you at times bit ever since you were kidnapped a year ago it's gotten worse. You reassured him you'd be fine, but he never listened. You had rules even if you were seventeen. 

You had to be in by ten thirty. It was now twelve. You had figured your dad wasn't going to be home until two or three since the office always had him busy. He was always home around two, three by the latest. You usually snuck in around now, but Dylan was keeping you out. You were getting worried since you were around the precinct. 

"Dylan I have to go home. My dad is going to know I'm not there." 

"No he won't. You said he was working late tonight." 

"Yeah but I'm usually home before he is and he'll be home soon. Plus we're right across from the precinct. You know I'm gonna get in shit." 

He rolled his eyes at you. He never met your dad. You never brought any guys around. He was too protective and annoying about guys. He met your other friends, but that was it. You were worried he'd find out you were out. He never knew you snuck out at this hour. He'd kill you if he found out. Dylan knew that too. 

"You will be home before he knows it." 

You went to go cross the street. The traffic was dead around this time. You knew it'd be safe to walk across. He grabbed you. 

"Let me go!" 

You screamed at him. He didn't let you go. He followed you across the street. You were going to head home. You knew you had to be home. 

"Where you going?" 

"Home!" 

"Aw why? We we were having fun."

"You may have but I wasn't." 

You two were interrupted by Liv. Now you knew you were in trouble. She was going to bring you into see dad. 

"Delilah what are you doing out here? Aren't you supposed to be at home?" 

"It's a long story. Is dad in there?" 

"Yes he is, and he's going to be very upset that you're out here. Come on let's go." 

"Bye Dylan, see you tomorrow." 

You said. School was something in the past. You went when your dad dropped you off but now that Dylan had an influence on you he made you skip classes. Something your dad didn't know since you secretly changed the number in your file to your cell phone. You usually called in faking a British accent so they never marked you absent. 

Liv took you by the arm all the way up to their floor. She knew you were going to get in trouble. You knew you were going to get in trouble. 

"Liv please just let me go home. You can pretend like you never even saw me. I won't tell." 

She smiled. You knew she wasn't falling for it. 

"I don't think so. You need to get in trouble for this."