who's your daddy? // luke hemmings

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sotc: you know you like it by alunageorge (original w/o dj snake) & diet mountain dew by lana del rey

HANNAH'S POV

It has been about a week since that morning. The morning Luke almost caught me dreaming of him. The morning Luke saw me in lingerie. The morning I met Calum. A very, eventful morning it was. I haven't seen Luke much since.

I was walking home from my private school when I saw a familiar car nearby playing a loud, unfamiliar tune. It had lots of drums and guitars and the man singing sounded very angry; swearing and such.

The car started slowing down when it was nearing me and I became paranoid and started walking faster. I was freaking out a bit, considering I have never really been by myself and have never been in this situation.

"Hey! Hey, Hannah!" The music was turned down a bit and I turned around for a split second just to see what they could possibly want. Once my head spun, I was met with pretty brown eyes and a black Cadillac. Oh thank heavens, it was only Calum. "Hello, blossom. Would you like a ride home? I know it is a long way and I am passing your house on the way I am headed."

I nodded and smiled. "Thank you, that would be great." He smiled back and I hopped in. His car smelled musky and manly, and nothing else. It was pleasing. He hit the peddle and we were on the way to my home. He turned a corner that I usually wouldn't turn, it being the long way. "Oh, you could've went straight-"

"I know, blossom." He set his hand on my thigh and I froze. What should I do? Should I set my hand over his? Should I tell him to focus on the road? I decided to just leave his hand there and folded my fingers on my lap. "So, how old are you again, Hannah?"

"I am 16, sir."

"Perfect." He muttered. What? "And you think that as a vulnerable, 16 year old girl in a school uniform, that the best decision is to walk home alone? What if you got stolen?"

"What if you are the kidnapper?" I joked. He chuckled and rubbed my thigh. Isn't that what people do in relationships? Maybe it was just a friendly gesture?

My phone rang it's cutesy tune and I clicked the green button. "Hello?"

"Hi, sweetheart! Are you on your way home?"

"Yes, I'm in the car now, Daddy." Calum hissed and flicked his hand off of my thigh and gripped the steering wheel. What was that about?

"'The car'? What do you mean, 'the car'? Who are you with?"

"Oh, no, Daddy, I'm safe. Do you remember Luke's friend from the dinner? He was driving past me walking alone and he told me that it was unsafe to walk alone so he is driving me home."

"Oh, alright. You're right down the street?"

"We are about to pull into the driveway, actually."

"Alright, honey. See you soon. I love you."

"I love you, Daddy." I hung up and looked up to see that we were parked in front of my house. "Oh, thank you so much-"

"Kiss me."

"W-what?"

"I said, kiss me. Don't make me ask again."

"No, sir, that is wrong and I must go-"

"Please, blossom, we both know you want me, now kiss me." I sighed, getting annoyed, for I needed to do my school work. I pecked my hand and placed my fingers on his lips. He opened his mouth before I realized and bit the tips of my fingers. I yanked my hand away in shock, unbuckled my seatbelt and made my way out of the car. I was out of the car about to close the door when Calum said, "That was a weak kiss, blossom." I huffed and slammed his door in anger. (a/n shameless self promo bam go read my story 'curious' it's a dom cal fic)

I stomped my way to the door and once I got to it, I opened it and slammed it behind me.

"Hannah, do not slam doors!"

"I'm sorry, Elizabeth. Is Luke here?" I huffed.

"He just so happens to be in the lounge upstairs visiting, sweetie. I'm sorry for shouting, I am just stressed. Are you alright, Hannah? You seem upset."

"I'm alright. Thank you, though." I was making my way up the stairs when Liz asked me for a snack but I politely declined and ran up the two flights of stairs and walked to the lounge.

I heard noises from the lounge, and the door was cracked so I peaked in. I saw something I shouldn't have seen; Luke was pleasuring himself, or at least that was what I guessed. "Oh, Hannah, you're such a good kitten." He growled. Did he just say my name? I must've misheard him. I wanted to look away.. I just couldn't out of curiosity. I had never seen something like this. Too bad my foot moved just a little too fast and I pushed the door open a tad to make a creak sound. I winced and squeezed my eyes shut, for I know that I was caught.

After a few moments of tension, Luke asked, "Hannah, how long have you been standing there?"

"I wasn't." I lied. "I just came here to ask you a question but I see you're... busy. I-I will come back later-"

"No, Hannah, come in. It's okay, I'm not too busy for you." He thankfully fixed his pants as my eyes were glued shut. I shrugged slightly and came in with baby steps and my head low. "Hannah, you don't have to be afraid, come here." I made my way to him and fiddled my fingers and clinked my shiny, black flats together. "Now, what was your question?"

"It's a stupid question-"

"Hannah." He scolded.

"Okay, well, um, can you, um, tell your friend to stay away from me?"

"Calum? How were you with him? What did he do to you? Are you okay? Did he touch you?" He spit out rapidly.

"Yes. He gave me a ride home, and yeah, he touched me. Well, not in the way you think.. well kind of in the way you think.. all he did was put his hand on my thigh." I answered his questions one-by-one and Luke flinched. "And he keptcallingmeblossomandhemighthavetoldmetokisshim?" I said fast but not fast enough because he still heard what I said.

"He what?! Oh, you don't have to worry about a thing. He won't be bothering you anymore." He got up and stormed out of the house and left me standing in the lounge. I wish he wouldn't have stormed out and just listened to me.

TWO HOURS LATER

I was sitting at the table, eating dinner with my family and my best friend from school, Brindlee. I invited her over after I finished my school work so that we could catch up on everything. It being a Friday, I asked her to sleepover and it was a yes from my father. His big rule was to always lock my door when we were going to sleep.

I was in the middle of my leafy meal when my step-mother asked the question I was dreading. "Hannah, did Luke tell you where he was going before he left? He wouldn't answer my calls and he hasn't come home yet, and you were the last person he saw before he left."

"N-no, he didn't say where he was going. He just left." I had an idea where he was, though. Brindlee nudged my knee under the table and smirked at me. I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

"Hannah, has Luke touched you?" My father asked.

"Excuse me?" Elizabeth said.

"You know, forget I said it."

"No, I won't. What are you trying to say? I am a good girl, do you not trust me? He is my brother." I defended Luke and myself.

"I know, I'm sorry, baby. I don't even know where that came from."

"Yeah, me neither." I scoffed and stood up. "Let's go, Lee." Who does he think he is to figure out my feelings for Luke?
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