His Little Girl ~A Luke Hemmings gay fanfiction~

Chapter 2- Baby momma and evil boss

ight before my shift ends, my boss comes through the door. "Lucas!", he greets. "How are you, bud? Are you doing good? Goood! I need to ask you a favor, if you don't mind". I just look at him, so he takes it as a sign to continue.

   "My buddy, I guess you can call him that, has his son out here. He's here to check out the place because the buddy, the one I told you about before, wants to put his store here", he explains. What I got from that was...buddy..son.. and place..then buddy again.

   "Let me get this straight, you have a friend, who has a son out here checking out our small town, because your friend wants to put some type of store out here?", I ask. He nods his head. "What does that have to do with me?".

   "Aha! That is where you come in, my dear employee. I want you to show him around. He is a snob, just a warning", he replies. I start to open my mouth to say something. "You'll do it? Great! Meet him tomorrow at the Pretty flower Coffee House! Awesome!". He walks away before I can even get a word out.

   I groan, then clock out and do the other shit. I close my place down, then go home. On my way home, all I can think about is the rude dude that came in the store/gas station today. He was so rude. Why did he need to be so rude?

   I pull into the small parking lot of my apartment building and get out. I take out my keys then open the door of my apartment. As soon as I walk in, I'm greeted by my little girl squeling from the couch. I smile and go pick her up, kissing her cheek. Then walk into the kitchen. I see Michael sitting on the chair, waiting for the microwave to ding.

    "Honey I'm home", I say, walking completely into the kitchen. Michael looks up at me and smiles.

   "Aren't you two a pretty sight?", he asks with a smile. Dallas giggles and cuddles into my chest. "Sorry to rush off, but I'm going to a thing with Ashton tonight. Her baby food is in the microwave".

    He starts to leave the kitchen. "Michael, hold on a second", I say. He turns around. "Three things... I thought Ashton was married? I need you to watch Dallas tomorrow, and, um, you know you don't microwave baby food, right?". He stares at me blankly.

   "Well, Ashton is not married, he's engaged. Besides, I have no interest in him at all. Second, I can't. I have to do something with Kendall, third, excuse me?", he replies.

    "Oh, well, I'm sure mom will watch her. And Yeah, you don't microwave baby food, how long have you been doing it?", I ask him. He shrugs and I laugh and shake my head. "You're free to go now". He nods his head and comes over and kisses Dallas on the head and then leaves.

   I place Dallas on the counter, still holding her by the waist. "So, ya wanna go to grammas tomorrow?", I ask. She sticks out her bottom lip and shakes her head. "Hm, uh, wanna see mommy?". She nods her happily and I have to keep myself from groaning.

   Great, I have to face the momma beast. I sigh. "Fine, we can take you to see momma for a bit. But only for a couple of hours, okay?", I say. Dallas just looks at me with a blank expression. "Right, you're a baby, I forgot". She giggles and hits my nose whith her tiny fist. I pick her up and carry her to her tiny pink room and get her ready for bed, then put her in her high chair.

   So this is my messed up schedule.

Get off work at 8

Come home

Put Dallas' pj's on after some fun time

Put her in her high chair for dinner

feed her

sleep

  So, it's all jacked up. But that's my life. I can't change it, so I keep going and try and be happy. This is it, and I'm not sure if it's ever gonna change, which scares me. I want my baby to have everything she deserves.

    I throw away the heated baby food and get a new jar, then start feeding my girl. After dinner, I clean her up, sing to her a little, then put her in her crib to sleep. Then I go and eat a frozen microwave dinner for myself.

   I turn on the tv and eat. After I'm done, I throw everything away and clean up my mess. By that time it's 9, so I call Katherine (Dallas' momma) before she goes to bed. Lol jk, she doesn't sleep, she clubs.

   She answers the phone after about to rings. "Hello?", she answers.

   "Hey, it's Luke", I reply.

  "What do you want?", she asks.

"Can you watch Dallas tomorrow? She wants to see you", I reply. For a second, she doesn't reply.

      "She really wants to see me?", she asks.

  "Yep", I reply.

"I'll come get her at 9, thank you Luke", she says, then hangs up. I shrug and then get ready for bed. I shower and then brush my teeth, put my pajamas on, then go to bed.

   The next morning I'm awaken by banging on my door. I groan and get up to answer the door. I open it to a glowing Katherine. "Hi! Is my little girl up yet?", she asks excitedly. I rub my eyes and shake my head. "That's okay! Can I come in". I shrug and let her in.

   "I'm gonna go shower and stuff, wake her up if ya want", I inform her. She smiles and nods her head. It's Saturday so I don't have to work, but I do have to show that one dude around town and shit.

    I brush my teeth, then go to my room to change. I took a shower last night, so I'm sure I don't smell. I then go to my room and put black skinny jeans on and a red and black flannel.

   I go back into the bathroom and style my blonde hair into a quiff.  I walk back into the living room and Kathering already has Dallas cleaned up, her hair combed, and her clothes on. "Well look at my baby girl! All gorgeous!", I say, going over to her and tickling her.

   "We can't be late for our mommy daughter fun day!", Katherine says, coming over to pick Dallas up. "Isn't that right sissy?". Dallas nods her head.

   "Just so we're clear, it is only a mommy daughter day, right?", I ask. Katherine smiles at me. "I wanna make sure my little girl is gonna be okay, and that her momma isn't do something that'll get her hurt".

   "You have nothing to worry about Luke, alright?", she asks. I nod my head and smile at them both. "Alright, we need to go. We have a manicure appointment at 11, and I wanna go get something to eat first". I nod my head and then they leave.

   I call my boss to see what time I need to meet the bitch. "Lucas! Just the man I wanted to talk to. I want you to meet him at 10, so you guys will have plenty of time to explore, alright bye", he says. Again, not even letting me say a word before hanging up.

   I check the time and see that it's 9:45. It only takes about five minutes to get to The Pretty Flower. I clean up the apartment a little, then leave. I get in my car and then drive to the place.

   I park and get out, locking the door. When I walk in, there he sits at one of the seats. The bitch from the gas station. I groan and pray to God that he isn't the one I'm showing up.

   But my fear becomes a reality when he looks up and sees me, then rolls his eyes.