The Prelude.
"There's been a noise complaint at 109 Stevens street." The dispatcher said over the CB.
"This is car 105, responding." Shane hung the walkie back up on to his dash and began to drive off the little dirt road where he had been parked for the past hour and a half. It wasn't really what Shane had pictured when he became a cop but being from Cynthiana, Kentucky he knew he shouldn't have been hyped up for much excitment.
He slowly pulled up to the house on Stevens road to see it littered with Red Solo cups, and a bunch of high schoolers who were clearly under the influence. He hated teenagers these days. At 28 years old the last thing Shane wanted to be doing was breaking up a high school party. Getting out of the vehicel Shane placed his hand on his gun and walked up to the door of the house.
Curling his hand into a fist he pounded on the front door of the house loudly, and to his surprise 18 year old Corrie Grimes opened up the door. She was obviously drunk.
"SHANEEEE!" Corrie opened her arms wide and almost fell ontop of her older brother's best friend. He opened up his arms and caught her before she fell to the ground. He noticed her 'Birthday Girl' crown and smiled. She turned 18 today, he had seen her only a few hours ago when she was celebrating with her family - he was positive she wasn't nearly as drunk then as she was now. She could hardly stand up.
"Corrie, get in the car okay? I'll be there in a second"
He wasn't sure where he was going to take her but he knew she couldn't stay here any longer. They may have been in a small town but Shane wasn't stupid, he knew someone would try and take advantage of a girl when they are that drunk, espeically a girl that looked like Corrie did. The girl was a total smokeshow.
He watched Corrie stumble her way to the car, once the door closed behind the drunk girl he knew it was time to shut the party down and send everyone home. Bodies began clearing out of the house and staggering down the road, most of them began running once they noticed his police uniform. He waited until the house was empty there was only about 5 people left when he decided it was okay to leave.
Shane knew if he took her home her parents would probably ground her for the rest of her life and as for bringing her to Rick he would probably be more mad then her parents. Rick had this unbelieveably high standard for Corrie that nobody could possibly live up to. The only option left for him was to bring her back to his house and let her sleep it off and bring her home in the morning.
"Shane... Sha... I don't feel very good."
A smile appeared on his face as she looked over at Corrie. She looked beautiful in her sparkly gold birthday dress. It hugged every curve of her body perfectly, she may had just turned 18 but the girl had a body of a 25 year old. "Just hold on woman." Shane reached down to the bag that was beside Corrie's feet and fished out a bottel of water. "Drink some of that, you'll be okay."
The police car came to a slow stop infront of Shane's small two bedroom apartment. One bedroom which was his room and the other which was dedicated to all of his sports memoribila and medals he won from playing football throught highschool. "C'mon girl, I'll put you to bed." He looked over to see Corrie solid asleep in the passengers seat of his car.
Opening up the passanger side door, he wrapped his arm around Corrie and used his other arm to slide under her legs, carrying her body he opened up the door to his house and brought her into his bedroom. He laid her limp body on his bed and managed to put the covers over her. Going into his dresser he pulled out a pair of boxers and one of his high school football t-shirts on the bed incase she woke up druing the night and wanted to change out of her dress. He had one more thing he had to do before getting setteled down for the night and that was to return the squad car to headquarters.
Corrie woke up the next morning and the first thing that hit her was the blinding headache and a feeling of unfamiliarity. The bright rays of sunshine lit the room and caused Corrie's headache to multiply. "Where am I?" She sighed. Rolling over onto her side Corrie seen the football shirt and boxters and smirked silently to herself. Of coruse, Shane... her night in shining armour. Of course only this time it wasn't armour, it was a police uniform.
Corrie sat up on the bed and pulled her glitterly gold dress off of her body and tossed it onto the bed and pulled Shane's highschool football shirt on. She could smell his sent of old spice, taking a deep breath she smiled and left the bedroom.
Shane could hear footsteps coming towards him. He opened his eyes to see Corrie standing in front of him, hair in a mess make up smudged and wearing his high school football shirt. He had never woken up to a more beautiful sight.
"Shane, can you cook me breafast." The brunette smiled, and it lit up his entire world. He knew he was hooked, he had to have the girl. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his entire life.