My armpits hurt and there are a million cameras flashing with this even brighter ass spotlight shining down on my forehead. However, I didn't do all this for nothing. I knew revenge isn't the way to go about something, but this felt like justice for everyone that my so-called dad ripped off. I could tell by the way his matching blue eyes blazed that I already got to him. Plus, I think I got the audience attention as the loud whispers could be heard from the stage.

"How could you, you ungrateful little piece of shit!" He yelled into the mic after snatching it away, "After everything I gave up for you! You decide to do this to me?"

"You did this to yourself," I yelled back hopping towards him some more, "You didn't give shit up for me! I was in your life for 5 years and you decided that was enough time to bless me with your presence. Then you steal from me to further your career? Do you think I wasn't going to find out about it? Or if I did, that I wasn't going to do anything?"

His tight jaw and heavily crossing eyebrows didn't scare me. The man in front of me didn't scare me because he wasn't one. I don't respect him enough to even call him one. I continued, "You're the real piece of shit and you know it. I just don't think you care."

He let the mic drop before he moved towards me and smiled, "You think that this one little stunt will destroy me? I will come back and when I do..."

He came further, almost nose to nose with me and slithered, "Your life will be over and your little millionaire boyfriend down there will be so broke, you will be having sex on a fucking park bench."

The heat started at my fingertips before reaching to my neck. I begin to shake, hoping to keep my anger restrained as he evilly grinned, "Like I told you before Chris...you don't want to go to jail for assault now do you?"

He was playing with me and the heat just kept raising. I was ready to throw down my crutches until I heard the doors come open. The spotlight shut off and the building lights turned on. We both turned to see about 50 people coming in. I was confused but as each person begin walking towards the stage, I saw my dad show fear for the second time in his life. I didn't know who these people were but they all looked just as pissed as I was. Then it all hit me. The pictures that had came on before my baby pictures were of designers he had stolen from.

They all circled the stage as security cleared them to get by. My dad had nowhere to run and looked shocked at how security betrayed him. Then he turned his attention back to me before I felt a hand on my shoulders. It was a man that I could vaguely remember with curly brown hair. His skin was a bit darker than mine and he was a couple inches taller than me, but I could tell we shared the same type of hatred towards the man in front of us.

As my dad looked at him with wide eyes, he awkwardly laughed, "Jason? It has been so long- "

"Shut up Robert," He plainly stated, "You know why I'm here."

He walked around me, picking the mic off the stage before turning to the audience, "I guess you all are wondering if this is some type of joke, right? But rest to sure you, we are not here for laughs."

He pointed towards my dad and continued, "This man has built his entire career on stealing designs from other designers. The picture captions are all true. Even though his son may not remember me, I remember him very well because his father actually left Texas with my designs when we were supposed to be partners."

He paused putting down his hand, "He told me, he would come back and let me know if we had gotten the deal. I had found out from his then wife after 3 months of no word that he left them the same day he got my designs."

He was visually pissed as he clenched and unclenched the mic, "It was too late because he had changed his number and a couple of months later I was seeing my designs in stores. So, I gave him his start. Your fashion icon...started as a fraud. Thanks to his son, now his actions are being brought to light. So again, if he can steal from all these people plus his son, do you think he won't do it again? Can he really be called an icon, when he has never created any of his work?"

His voiced ringed in my ear and then I remembered. He used to come to the house and he was always playing with me. Then another memory appeared. I drew on his designs one time and my father was the one that got mad. Jason had stopped him and told him that I could keep them. I looked at Jason one more time as he smiled at me and everything clicked. It wasn't my dad that got me into designing. Jason was the reason because he showed me that designing wasn't always serious and to have fun with it.

I wanted to thank him but I had to focus back on what was happening. Everyone in the audience was either leaving or on their phone taking pictures to post. As all the lights begin to come on, my dad made his worried way off the stage trying to stop everyone from leaving. Then Jason got back on the mic to add, "Oh and did I mention I own this hotel. So, thank you for stealing those designs from me Robert but go fuck yourself."

Now that I was really surprised about because he must have known about this show way in advance. Harry had to know that he owned this place. I just wanted to know how because I didn't have my hand in any of this except for my part.

The security begins to pull my dad off the stage and out the way as everyone exited. I could see Harry, Johnathan, Darrius and Caleb standing near the stage waiting for me to come off. I felt Jason pat me on my shoulder and smiled. All we had to do was nod and I could tell if I needed any more help with my dad that he would be ready. He helped me exit the stage towards my cheering friends and boyfriend.

"You did that shit," Darrius said, "And you didn't bust no heads in. I'm very proud."

We all laughed until Jason spoke, "Hey thank you for letting me know the plan John. When I got word that he was hosting here, I just really wanted to bring him down. He has destroyed too many people's dreams."

Johnathan nodded and said, "No problem. I know I should I have brought it to you earlier but I wanted to make sure that he was faking his shit. You know Harry sometimes doesn't make the best decision when there is a man involved."

"Yea I know," Jason laughed, "But I didn't know the man was little Chris here. He was my little guy back in the day."

"Hold up," I finally yelled, "You guys know each other?"

The older men laughed and Harry answered, "Jason is one of my investment friends. We helped him get this hotel from the old owners. We didn't know that he knew Robert until I mentioned him the other day and we came up with this plan."

"So, I called everyone I knew that was cheated by him and told them to come on down, "Jason added.

"And so that's how y'all came up with this plan. Why didn't you guys tell me?"

"Because you were resting your ankle," Harry told me, "We had everything and all you had to do was be Chris. Honest and confident Chris."

He leaned forward capturing my lips with his as everyone groaned. Darrius was the loudest as he said, "Now I see why you hate seeing me and Caleb kiss. Shit nasty."

I laughed on Harry's lips before I pulled myself up on crutches but I couldn't hide my discomfort anymore as I put face on Harry's shoulder, "You know what else will make you a great boyfriend?"

"I'm not carrying you to the car Chris," He stated, "We are literally the same size and height."

I groaned before I took the car keys from his pocket and hopped my way to the doors. I didn't care if they would be able to catch up to me, I just wanted to get in the car and rest my under arms as soon as possible.

**

Harry helped me to the door once we arrived at my house. I told him in the car that I wasn't going to get back on those crutches anytime soon and he decided to help me out. I fished for my keys inside my jacket pocket as my back hit the door. Harry's lips were on me and I didn't hesitate to respond back. My keys fell to the ground as I wrapped my arms around him.

He pulled me in close, placing one of his hands against the frame. My fingers moved through his blonde hair mashing our faces even closer together. He begins to pull away as I fought to keep his lips on mine. He managed to release himself from my grip as I whined. He smiled placing his head on my forehead as he said, "I wanted to give you a proper kiss before saying goodnight. That was brave what you did."

I pouted my lips as I replied, "I don't think so. I just wanted to do what was right that's all."

"Well, if it wasn't for you I don't think those other guys would have shown. You had a lot of creditability being his son."

"Yeah but...I don't think I did anything noble. I just stuck to what I believed in. Honesty."

He smiled again taking my hand in his to kiss it. He stepped back still holding it when he asked, "Have you visited your grandmother this month?"

The question caught me off guard but I'm glad he listened to me before. I smiled and answered, "Uhm, no not this month but I plan on going tomorrow."

"That's good! Tell her that Harry said hi," he replied as I touched his face and an idea popped into my head. I've never done it but I think it was time for it to happen. My eyes locked on to his and I asked, "Do you want to tell her yourself?"

His blonde eyebrow rose before saying, "Seriously? I thought that was y'all time together?"

"Yeah but I think she should meet you."

He took a sharp breath in and it had me wondering why he was debating this? He knew how important it was for me to ask him this, so why does he like watching me sweat. A slight smile broke through as he said, "Yes, I will love to meet her and I may even have a surprise for you tomorrow."

I groaned taking my hand from his face, "You know I don't like surprises or you getting me anything."

He laughed, "I know but this is a thoughtful gift that I think you will love. Plus, I'm your boyfriend now and I should get you things."

"True but can I be included in the gift giving next time," I whined and he nodded moving towards me to give me a small kiss. I wish he could come in but I already knew what he wanted to do. Plus, the day had been exhausting and a good shower would be great right now. Before I could send him on his way, I saw Evan pull into the drive way. I don't think I ever fully told him about Evan staying here. I guess now is the better than ever.

Harry turned to see the car and looked back at me curiously. He recognized it and once Evan slowly came out, his first question was, "So why is Evan here again?"

Evan's head was low as if that would hide the fact that he was here. As he made his way up the stairs, he smiled awkwardly towards Harry, "What's up Harry?"

"What is going on here," Harry asked shifting on his heels, "I thought he was just spending the night the last time I saw him here and that he was carpooling with your mother to work."

Even though I technically already told someone he was staying with me, it was time to come clean to someone else. I took a short breath before confessing, "Evan lives here...with us. His dad kicked him out."

He was taken back but then looked towards Evan, "Why didn't you ask Caleb? You know we have the space."

Evan was still looking down as he answered, "I know but Caleb and I haven't been on really good of terms. Plus, Darrius is always there and I know he doesn't- "

"Darrius doesn't run shit in my house Evan," Harry interrupted, "If you needed a place to stay, you should have told us."

"I know but I like it here. They really made me feel at home," He stated, "I don't want to just up and leave."

"No one is asking you to," Harry reassured, "But I would like to have known because Caleb is your best friend. His boyfriend should have nothing to do with your decision. He still loves you and would want to know how you are doing. Just promise me you will tell him and I'll keep this a secret."

"Deal and I'm sorry," He apologized hugging Harry before his phone ringed. He took it out and I could tell it was an unfamiliar number as he turned his lip up. He still answered and I'm glad he did because within the next moment his face took on a serious expression. He shook head as he spoke, "She left? What do you mean she left?"

He paused turning away towards us as he continued, "No I was not aware that she was there."

"What's going on Evan?" I asked him but he ignored me as he went on, "Wa-wa-wait hold on! What are you saying?"

Harry and I exchanged looks as Evan's body became limp. He looked back at me before rushing off the stairs towards his car.

"Evan what the hell is going on," I yelled after him as he turned around towards us. He exhaled a long breath when he said, "Harry can you do me a favor?"

"Yeah anything," Harry answered concerned, coming down the stairs, "What is it?"

Evan had paused before he said, "A car seat for my son."

**

Gabriel Evan Campbell was the cutest new born I had ever seen. I couldn't stop staring at him as we drove him home. He was quiet and so soft with a full head of black hair. He only heightens my baby fever as he gripped my finger in his sleep.

"I can't believe she just left him," Evan cried in the passenger seat. Harry refused to let him drive because he was fuming and we didn't need to have an accident.

"How could she talk all that shit and then leave him like that," He said shaking his head, "If she didn't put my name on the birth certificate they would have shipped him off somewhere. I wouldn't have even known he was born. Now, I have to find a day care and everything."

"We can help you out Evan," Harry said, "I'm pretty sure I can get one of my employees to watch him until we find a good one. Just calm down or else you will wake Gabriel."

"She didn't even fill out the whole thing," He sniffed, "All she did was fill out my name and hers. Didn't even name him."

"Good because God knows what she would have named him. Just stop focusing on her and just worry about him."

Evan nodded turning back towards me and the baby. I smiled as the baby continued to hold my finger. Evan smiled reaching back to touch his son. His tears shamelessly flowed down his face as he continued to stare. Then he cried, "He is so beautiful."

"Yep," I agreed, "It's hard to believe you made this."

He let out a huffed laugh as Gabriel stretched in his sleep. My heart soared seeing the way his little mouth opened as he yawned. I was crying now because he looked so precious. I looked up to see Harry staring in the rear view mirror at us before his eyes quickly shifted back. We arrived at the house and helped Evan get Gabriel's things. Harry had bought the baby clothes, diapers, and even formula to help Evan out. As we brought everything in, Evan was making sure that Gabriel stayed asleep. He seemed exhausted too and I just wanted to get everything in so they could go upstairs.

My head was still going seeing Gabriel all by himself when we arrived. He was crying but when Evan held him for the first time, he stopped. He had the most intense blue eyes I've seen and he was so squishy. I wanted to hold him but Evan had put him to sleep before I could. I would have time to but right now, I needed to finish getting everything in.

Harry had brought in the last of the clothes when he approached me and said, "This is some real fucked up shit."

I nodded closing the door and responded, "It is but I'm glad they called him. God knows what would have happened."

"He is safe now," He said before turning to me, "You really want one, don't you?"

I knew what he was asking and I couldn't lie, "Yes, I do."

"You know they aren't a walk in the park," He stated looking at a knocked-out son and father on the couch, "Evan has only spent a couple hours with this baby and his already down for the count."

"He was at work," I added, "Plus, the situation had him on high alert. Now that the baby is safe, he can finally settle down."

"Yea true," He agreed putting his arm around me, "They are cute though."

I smiled remembering that I also had a long day. My arms were still hurting and I wasn't even on the crutches any more. I turned to Harry who had picked up on my non-verbal queue as he pulled me in to kiss me and said, "I guess I'll let y'all get some rest but tomorrow is going to be you, me, and your grandmother. Tell Evan to call me if he needs anything."

"Okay, "I said back. He gave me another kiss before he left. I groaned having to hop towards the two sleeping beauties. They looked so peaceful but I had to wake the oldest one up so that they could get into bed. I tapped Evan on his leg as he jumped up and turned to see if Gabriel was there. He let out a worried breath before looking at me now. His eyes were red and dropping as the seconds went by.

"Hey man," I shook him, "You have to get into bed right now. He can't sleep in a car seat all night."

He nodded shaking his head just enough to wake up. I followed behind him as he went up the stairs because I didn't want him to fall back with a baby in his hands. Even though I was crippled, I still was going to try to protect them.

We had finally made it to his room and I let him lay down as I got Gabriel out of the car seat. I was holding him and nothing felt more right than this. He was so small and round like a dumpling. I couldn't help but to smile as he moved again. Even though he wasn't mine, I knew how parents felt when they held their child for the first time. It made me feel like he deserved the world and so much love that my heart could barely contain itself.

On this night, Gabriel Evan Campbell yawned his way straight into my heart. As I laid him down next to his dad, I could only imagine how my life would be once I do have one of my own. But for now, I just wanted to get myself together first before I decide to have one.

I closed the door softly after placing a barrier next to the baby. Tomorrow was the next thing on my mind because I was taking an important step in my short relationship.

Am I sure that I love Harry? Yes.

Am I sure that we are going to be together for a long time? No, I don't know. However, he has shown me that maybe it is time for me to at least open my life up to someone that cares enough to want to be in it.