Daisy (lashton)

Chapter 12

Luke groaned as he rolled onto his side, the shrill ringing of his cellphone waking him from a wonderful afternoon nap. It had been much needed after the morning he'd had, and the fact that he was being interrupted from a very heated dream by his phone was already putting him in a bad mood.

After the silent car ride back from the grocery store, Luke immediately locked himself into his bedroom. He told himself he'd spend his time avoiding Michael and Crystal by starting the art history paper he had due next week, but as usual, he found himself into an internet blackhole of conspiracy theories and Harry Styles lookalike porn before he crashed out with his hand down his pants.

"What?" Luke barked into his phone as he ran his fingers through his fringe, his eyes still adjusting to the brightness of the afternoon sun gleaming through the crack in his curtains.

"Now that's not a way to answer the phone, Lucas." Luke had to bite his tongue from snapping back as the amused voice of his father filled his ear.

"It is when you're rudely awakened from a wet dream." Andy's laugh could be heard through the static of the phone.

"Some things never change with you, do they, Luke?" Luke shrugged even though he knew his father couldn't see, and he dragged his body to sit up against his headboard.

"Why are you calling me, dad?"

"Can't I just call to talk to my favorite son?" Luke rolled his eyes as he ran his tongue over his lip piercing.

"Now we both know that's a lie." Andy laughed again and Luke desperately wished he was back in his dreamworld where Tom Holland was bouncing on his dick.

"Seriously, dad."

"Okay, okay. Well, I know it's a bit last minute, but it's Martin's birthday tonight and we're hosting a big party at that restaurant Chez Rouge downtown." Luke sighed as he put his phone on speaker and opened up his Grindr app to try and find a new boy for the night.

"Okay, and?"

Andy sighed. "And we need a photographer for the event. We had this young lady lined up but she had to cancel at the last minute." Luke groaned as he looked through his messages. None of the boys were to his liking.

"Please, Luke. This would be a great opportunity for you! There's going to be a lot of big wigs there and a lot of opportunity to network. It would give you a chance to-"

"How much would it pay?" Luke closed out of the app and laid back on his bed.

"Well, we were going to pay Kaitlin $400 for the night." Luke couldn't deny his interest was peaked. He'd been strapped for cash the last couple of weeks after his film camera broke and he needed to pay nearly $200 for repairs.

"I'm listening."

"Good. Bring your best equipment and meet me there no later than 7. Be sure to dress nice, the event is black tie. I'll meet you in the events room near the back." With that Andy hung up, leaving Luke sitting on his bed slightly annoyed at his father but also looking forward to making some easy bucks.

With a heaved sigh, Luke pulled himself out of bed and walked out of his room towards the kitchen where he could hear Crystal and Mike talking quietly.

"Hey Mike?" Michael's head whipped around to face Luke and he quirked up an eyebrow. "Do you have a suit I could borrow for tonight?" Michael's eyes widened as a shit eating smirk spread across his lips and Luke knew he was in for it.

"Has hell frozen over? Has The Luke Hemmings finally decided to go on a..." Michael gasped, clutching his chest as he fell back into Crystal who grunted in response. "A... date?"