who are you ➸ jordan parrish [EDITING]

Feelings

|Third Person|

As Dylan rode on her motorbike around town, her mother walked straight through the house. She had gotten her 8 year old daughter to lie for her. The innocent 8 year old had no idea was what going on with her family. She had no idea that her mom abuses her elder sister.

Dylan knew that she didn't want her younger sister to get hurt so she did whatever she can to protect her. Even if that's means having her living somewhere else. She would give up her life to make sure her sister was safe. Her sister (and Stiles) was the only person who she could trust.

But then there was Parrish. She didn't know what to do with the mysterious deputy. She couldn't help but feel safe around him. She doesn't trust people very easier so how did she trust Parrish so easily?

|Dylan's POV|

I stopped outside the police station. I took my helmet off and let my hair go wild. I stand outside in a pair of black skinny jeans, a plain purple crop top, a leather jacket and a pair of biker boots. I had no makeup on and my hair was natural. Not too curly but not straight.

I step inside the station looking at many desks and offices.

"Can I help you" someone said behind me. I turned my head round seeing a woman in a uniform. She's quite short,dark skin and dark brown hair and  chocolate brown eyes. She wears natural makeup and her hair is tied up to the side.

"yeah I'm looking for Deputy Parrish" I said nicely putting on a fake smile which I have mastered since I was 10 years old.

"he's in the room right there" she said pointing to a room on the right.

"thank you" I said.

I made my way to the room and knocked on the door before entering. Parrish looked up from his desk and looked at me. I saw a small smile on his face appear but disappeared as soon as it came. I walked in and closed the door before sitting down on a seat. For the first 5 to 10 minutes no one talked or made a move to talk. Honestly I had no idea why I came here, it just felt natural to come. I didn't really like his company as he sends unwanted thoughts and feelings inside me. I mean come on, who can resist those gorgeous green eyes?

Oh my god!

Firstly I need to stop talking to myself otherwise people will think I'm crazy or I'll think I'm crazy and secondly I did not just compliment Parrish and lastly I DO NOT LIKE PARRISH!! Before you ask.

"Why did you come?" Parrish finally asked.

"I honestly don't know, I was bored" I replied.

"well my shift ends in 10 minutes, wanna get a coffee?" he asked.

"sure meet me at Starbucks" I said before getting up and walking out the doors and onto my bike.

•

I order myself a caramel flavoured coffee and ordered a plain coffee for Parrish. I grab the drinks and sit by the window. I take a sip of my drink as Parrish walks in and places himself in the empty seat. I pass him is drink and as soon as he gets it, he takes a sip from his warm drink.

•

I looked outside as the place goes dark. There's a few street lights in place but most of light come from the moon and the stars. I realise that it's time to go as the coffee shop is closing up and the time on my phone says 17:30. I didn't realise that we had been here for 4 and a half hours. I guess times flies by when you having fun. I found out loads about Parrish as he probably found out loads about me.

I think it's good to say that we've become friends but this feeling in my stomach is still not going away no matter what I do. I've tried punching my stomach, putting something warm against it or going to the toilet and nothing happens.

We departure from the coffee shop with a coffee to go. We dropped my motorbike outside my house as Parrish's car is at the coffee shop parking. We walk through the nearby woods in a comfortable silence. We come to a sudden stop and Parrish goes in front of me. I couldn't help but stare at he's eyes. I didn't even realise he was leaning in until my lips felt something soft and warm. I realise now that he had kissed me. He was about to pull away but I kissed him back and placed my hand at the back of his neck pulling him closer. The feeling in my stomach had got ten times worse and Parrish was the only one making them worse.

But the worst part is, I'm 17 (nearly 18) and he's 24. He could go to jail for kissing me right? But I don't care the future can deal with it.