WARNING
this fanfiction will include the following:
1) curse words
2) daddy kink
3) a LOT of smut
4) age gapread at your own risk.
there are some triggering content here as well such as abuse, alcoholism and the like. i will be putting trigger warnings at the start of each chapter so please, please read at your own risk.
lowercase intended.
ps: the attached photo is luke's image here + a lip ring :>
pps: i edited this A BUNCH so a lot of comments got deleted jus in case ure going to wonder where all the comments went :>
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TW: abuse
—"fuck." i whisper to myself, tripping over the lump on the carpet. i look down on it, my face turning into a scowl at how dirty it looks. it probably hasn't been washed since it first got placed here.
i scan my surroundings as i drag my luggage behind me. beaten up, dirty carpet. a faucet that has a leak. limited furniture such as a dining room table, two chairs, a couch with holes, a desk made out of obviously cheap wood. a singular window. walls so thin they'd easily break. so this is gonna be my new place.
it's currently 12 am. i'd just turned 18, and the millisecond the clock struck 12 midnight, i packed my bags.
my abusive and alcoholic father was too much to handle, ever since mom cheated on him when i was 14. this particular night was too much, and i got on my last nerve. he was screaming at me and throwing his empty vodka, scotch, beer and whiskey bottles at me, screaming at me at how i'm just like my mother, even suggesting that i leave like her myself. so i did.
i didn't deserve any of the things and words he was throwing at me. all i did was go on this stupid date.
now that i'm 18, and finally left that rathole, i feel like it's the first day of my new life. like i've given myself a fresh start.
i feel a sharp pain, and touched the right side of my forehead, feeling the dried up blood right away. i immediately scan the new apartment, looking for a first aid kit.
gee, rosie. how dumb. this place reeks of dirty gym socks, and there are probably rodents living on your roof. why would there be a first aid box lying around?
i sigh, then notice loud music coming from the room next to me.
huh. my new neighbor must be awake. i think it wouldn't hurt to go over there and ask them if they have a first aid kit. who knows, maybe i can even make my first friend here.
i step out of my room and close my apartment door, then walk exactly four steps. two for the right foot and two for the left foot, and i am currently facing the apartment door of my neighbor.
i raise my closed hand up, pre-knock, when suddenly-
"oh, right there, daddy!"
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daddy : luke
Fanfiction"my neighbor comes home every night with a different girl. the only similarity they have is that they all call him 'daddy.'" © @-lukeniall 2020 highest rankings: #1 lukehemmings #1 hemmings #1 5sos #1 5secondsofsummer #1 band