His Daughter || Michael B. Jordan fanfic

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Virginia

The next day

I woke up to someone banging on my room door.

"What?!" I yelled. I got up because the banging wouldn't stop. I looked through the peephole and saw Michael. I opened the door.

"You know when I came here I was expecting to get more sleep, but no I just had to come here and listen to you banging on my hotel door." I said while rolling my eyes. He chuckled and Leo walked in as well.

"Oh, hey Leo." I said. He smiled then walked in.

"So he gets a 'hey' and I get a sarcastic welcome. Okay, I see how it is now." Michael stated. I rolled my eyes and grabbed a change of clothes.

"I'll be back, I'm getting a shower." I said while walking to the bathroom.

***

So after I was done getting ready, Michael decided to say what I was wearing was inappropriate.



It wasn't even that inappropriate. So, I walked out of the hotel wearing it.

Right now, we are walking into Steve Madden to get some new heels for me. Only because Michael was taking me somewhere for a movie premier that he was invited to. I found the right heels I wanted, so I grabbed the shoe box that said my size on them and walked to the register.

"$60.07," the lady at the register said. I was about to put my credit card in the chip until Michael swiped his black card. I rolled my eyes and smiled at the lady thanking her.

"You know most dads only buy their kids gifts on Christmas and their kids birthday, so you didn't have to buy my heels." I stated. He rolled his eyes.

"What I did was an act of kindness." He stated. I roed my eyes and walked into dress store and looked around. I found a pretty, white turtleneck, sleeveless dress that had lace on it.



I grabbed it to try it on and it looked really pretty on me.

I took a picture and showed my my aunt the dress.

From: Aunt Sandra
Why are you buying that dress?

To: Aunt Sandra
He is taking me to a movie premier he was invited to.

From: Aunt Sandra
Well, that dress looks beautiful on you honey. Be careful tonight.

To: Aunt Sandra
I'll be fine. I'll talk to you later. Love you 💕❤

I put my phone in my purse and got dressed again. I grabbed the dress and sneaked to the register. Leo saw me and put a finger up to my lip telling him to be quiet. He put his hands up and went back to his phone

"$489.67," the man said. I put the chip in and paid for the dress. I mentally did a victory dance. I started smiling and walked up to Michael.

"Let's go." I said. He looked at me.

"I could've bought that for you." He said. I laughed.

"You could've but you couldn't." I said. He shook his head.

"Michelle and Mikey are gonna do your makeup and hair." He said while looking down at his phone.

"Who?" I asked.

"Michelle is my makeup stylist for any girl that comes over and Mikey is my hair stylist." He said. I laughed.

"You can't style your hair though." I stated. He rolled his eyes and lightly pushed me. I laughed harder and then I saw a flash. I looked and saw paparazzi.

Michael, who is she?

Is she you girlfriend?

"She's my daughter." He stated loud enough for them to hear. I looked at the camera.

"Can you get that out of my face?" I said. They backed the camera up a little bit but not a whole lot.

How old are you sweetheart?

What's your name?

I shook my head and Leo blocked their view of me. He unlocked the SUV and let me in. I got in and went on my phone. Camera's were still flashing and asking questions. I rolled my eyes and Michael got in the car.