who's your daddy? // luke hemmings

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sotc: cola by lana del rey

"Ashton Irwin and his date, Bryana Holly." Some announcer said over a microphone, leading the couple to the stairs. I gripped Luke's arm for dear life as it was almost time for us to walk down. "Michael Clifford and his date, Darla McKinney."

"You are going to be introduced differently because you're, like, famous here." My stomach felt queasy when he said that, as it was our turn to walk down.

"Luke Hemmings and Hannah Dwyer, daughter of John Dwyer." Gasps were heard throughout the room as I stepped from the curtain and to the stairs with Luke on my arm. I gave my best smile as I walked down the stairs, Luke giving glares to the men staring me down. I was intimidated by the amount of people watching my every move, but the fact that they looked more intimidated than I felt eased me. We reached the bottom of the stairs and we made our way through the crowd to our designated table.

"You did absolutely perfect back there, baby girl." I giggled.

"I felt like a real princess."

"You're always my princess." He held my hand and rubbed a circle with his thumb. I smiled and squeezed his hand.

"Stop being fucking sappy." Michael whined and Luke shot him a glare. We sat at the table, chatting until everyone was seated and another man began his speech.

"Thank you all for coming! I am very pleased that my son carried on our traditions. Now, since this is meant for the kids, I am going to greet some people and go. Feel free to start the auction whenever." He smiled and then made his way down the stairs to our table. "Calum, son, introduce me to your friends."

"This is Michael, Darla, Ashton, Bryana, Luke, and Hannah."

"Oh, you must be John Dwyer's daughter! You look exactly like your mother." My throat tightened and my nose stung at the remembrance of her. I shook it off and smiled, reaching my hand out to shake his.

"Pleasure to meet you, sir. And thank you. She was a beautiful young lady." My voice because shaky at the end but I composed myself.

"That she was." He smiled and waved goodbye to everyone as his exit.

"Alright, you sons of bitches. Let's get this auction started." I heard Calum on the microphone and everyone cheered like animals. If I wasn't mistaken, weren't we supposed to be well mannered here? Everyone is acting like they're in a frat house.

"Alright, we are going to choose 5 girls from the crowd to come up and auction off." Auction off?

"Auction off?!" I repeated my thought out loud.

"It's no big deal. They usually just do a date or something to raise money for some random charity. If Calum chooses you, then I will just pay you off-"

"Hannah! The youngin'. Come on up." He smirked. I got up cautiously and made my way to the stage with shaky limbs. Realizing I was the last girl to be chosen, I sat in the chair at the end of the stage that was reserved for my sitting.

"We are auctioning these women off for..." He paused for some kind of drama, "...their numbers and a blowjob." I flew a hand over my mouth and my eyes went straight to Luke's. He was furious and as red as a tomato. My eyes crossed over to Calum and he had a smirk on his face with mischief in his eyes. "Now, to start us off, we have Rachel. Rachel is a 28 year old rich daughter of some random rich couple." She stood up and laughed. "Her daily routines include shopping, and other shit. What are going to start off with?"

"75." A man yelled from the front row.

"100." Another man yelled. They made it up to $650.

"Sold to the weird old man in the back!" Rachel looked more than pleased to get up and walk to her buyer. Calum went down the line, selling these women one-by-one until it was my turn.