His Little Girl ~A Luke Hemmings gay fanfiction~

Chapter one- Meet Dallas

       "Come on, say it", my friend Michael chants at my daughter. "Come on say Miiicccchhhaaaeeelll! You can do it! Come on! Almost there!". She opens her mouth as if she's gonna say something but nothing comes out. "Luke! Your daughter is a tease!". I take her from him and kiss her head.

   "She's also just a baby", I laugh. He shrugs and gets up from the floor. "But don't worry, I'm sure she'll be attached to her uncle Mikey by the time she's 3. Say goodbye to daddy, isn't that right Dal?". She giggles and shakes her head. "Noo that's not right. Silly daddy!". I tickle her and she laughs more.

   "Do you need a moment? I think you just turned into Barney for a second", Michael says. I pick up one of Dallas' soft toys and throw it at him. "Hey! I didn't say it was a bad thing. That monster can sing!". I roll my eyes at him.

    "Barney's a dinosaur, Michael. He isn't a monster", I reply. Now it's his turn to roll his eyes. "I've been a dad for almost a year now, I have become educated at these thing". He laughs and shrugs his shoulders. I sit down on my old and torn up couch, still holding my princess.

   

       "It's almost 2", Michael informs me. I groan and up dallas so she's kinda standing on my lap. "You can't miss another day, Luke. You can't get fired from this job". I nod my head in understanding and hand him the kid.

   I get up from the couch and go into my tiny bedroom and put on my gas station uniform. Which honestly, is just a shirt with the name of the store and khakis. But at least it's something. I slip on some shoes and then leave the room. "You guys gonna be okay here?", I ask. Michael nods. "Okay, remember-", Michael cuts me off before I can finish.

     "Make sure she has her nap, feed her, burp her, play with her, the crayons are in the box under your bed, make sure she doesn't eat them", he says, mocking what I say every time. "I've done this a million times, you don't need to keep reminding me". I sigh and then kiss my girl, then leave.

   I get in my old and beaten up car that doesn't have radio or air conditioning and drive off to my job. I pull in the back parking lot and turn the car off and go in.

   The girl before the register looks up from her phone. "About time Hemmings, you're like, 30 seconds late. I have a boyfriend to get to", she says. I mentally roll my eyes.

  

    "I am so sorry, Amanda, I almost forgot you have a new druggy boyfriend", I say, crossing my arms, waiting for her to move out from behind the counter. She rolls her eyes and flips her hair, then leaves the store.

   I get behind the counter, do my setup, then wait for customers.  A woman with about 5 small kids comes in, making a hell lot of noise. I greet them like I'm suppose to do, but they all ignore me.

   After a few minutes, the woman walks up holding a shit load of stuff. She puts them on the counter then crosses her arms. "Hi", I say with a fake smile. I'm too busy checking out her item to notice that a very classy looking dude walked in.

   After the woman pays and leaves, I notice him. A very fancy looking outfit, definitely not from around here. He finally walks up to the counter and puts down a smart water and some gummy worms. He takes out his wallet from his back pocket.

   I'd be lying if I said I could stop looking at him. His eyes a gorgeous green. His dress shirt a little tight, so it hugs his body in a way that makes you.. Okay let's stop there.

     "Did you find everything okay?", I ask. He looks up at me and raises and eyebrow. I look back at him.

   "What are you? Wal-Mart?", he asks rather rudely. "This is a gas station. It smells horrible in here, your selection sucks and most of this stuff is probably expired". I poke the inside of my cheek with the tongue.

   "Did you find what you need?", I ask, my blood beginning to boil.

   "No, I need gas too. So, 30 dollars on pump 1. And if it messes my car up, I will sue this place faster than you can say redneck", he threatens. I put in the stuff and bag and he hands me the money and takes his bag, then leaves.

   God he was so obnoxious.

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