𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫. [𝐥𝐫𝐡]

chapter three: "your daddy."

[previously...

"great! now you've had a convernsation...

daddy, kiss mommy."]

my breath catches in my throat. with wide eyes, i look across to luke and frantically shake my head, making a slicing gesture at the base of my neck.

he doesn't seem bothered in the slightest. acknowledging my actions with a nod, he crouches down to meet his son's eyes.

"lou, i know you like her, and i know she helped you, but she isn't your mommy. and that means daddy can't kiss her." he speaks gently, afraid of upsetting the small boy.

"but daddy," louis begins, "she's pretty, and kind, a-and she calls me nice names. my friends say that's what their mommies do. that means she is my mommy, and you have to kiss her."

at his words, my chest warms. does he really think i'd be a good mom? I've always been told i'd be awful at taking care of children...

luke pushes himself back up, and it's only then that i realise just how tall he is. seriously, is this man part giraffe or some shit?

he looks me up and down, before turning back to louis, and picking him up again. bringing louis' face close to his, luke whispers something in the child's ear. louis' face lights up as his dad pulls away from him.

"you promise, daddy?" he cranes his neck to look his dad in the eyes, a hopeful look engraved into his features.

promise what?

luke shurgs nonchalantly. "you'll have to ask her yourself, lou. it's her decision, after all."

oh god. there's no way in hell i'm gonna be able to say no to that child. i feel like there isn't really any point in asking, and both luke and louis know that. luke has to be fully aware that no one can refuse his child by now.

louis grins, turning his attention from his dad to me. his face practically radiates happiness.

"mommy, will you get ice cream with me and daddy tomorrow?" he looks me directly in the eyes.

"well..."

"daddy said we could both get TWO scoops, mommy. that's one more than usual!" he exclaims, cutting me off.

i mean, once you get extra food involved, there really isn't any other option.

"deal."

- time skip sponsored by ashton's dead lemon tree [may he stay forever in our hearts] -

"and then what?"

"then, he gave me his number, and louis made us hug."

nova lets out an inhuman screech, and falls off the bed.

"you're telling me, that you, YOU, made physical contact with a super hot guy? you, cam? y-"

i roll my eyes. "yes, we all get it. we're all surprised."

with a gasp, she props herself up on her elbows. "he could be your daddy."

why didn't i see that one coming. i mean, seriously. this bitch manages to make every situation sexual, somehow. i think it could be classed as a talent.

i pick up a pillow from the ground beside me, and throw it across the room, nailing her directly in the nose.

what? she deserved it.

honestly though, she had a point. i'm not exactly the most sociable person, and it's a wonder i even managed to get through a conversation with him without passing out. i don't know how i'm gonna survive another day with the pair, even if it's just getting ice cream.

i might end up throwing my cone at them and running away.

that's actually not a bad plan... i might have to write that one down.

"i'm going to ignore your assault, and assume you're already plotting a plan to get away from them tomorrow." nova says with a quirk of her brow.

she knows me too well. i don't like it.

"you're not wrong." i cross my arms against my chest with a sigh. "he told me to message him what times i'm free. i'm kinda hoping he doesn't remember, and i just get to live out the rest of my life pretending they don't exist."

nova stands up from the floor, and walks across to my dresser. she picks up my phone from where it was previously charging, and throws it onto my bed.

"alright. i'm removing your netflix privileges until you message him. effective immediately."

i look at her with a menacing glare. "too far, nova. too. far."

"i didn't want it to have to come to this, but here we are." she shrugs, "it's too good of an opportunity to miss. from the way you described him, he's definitely boyfriend material. and you've been single for way too long."

"what if he turns out to be some sort of axe murderer, and this is his technique to lure people in?"

"honestly, if i were you, i'd be willing to take that risk."

fuck it.

"if i message him, will you shut the fuck up?"

"i'm not making any promises, carmen."

"pass me the motherfucking phone, nova, before i change my mind." i give in.

this is gonna go horrifically wrong, i can already tell.

carmen

> hey, it's carmen

luke

hey :-) <

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a/n

i don't think i have ever written something i hate as much as this chapter.

*looks across at disappear and demon in disguise*

not even those guys.

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