And Always.

Chapter 33

(You Don't Own Me By SAYGRACE & G-Eazy)

Sapnap's Pov

Something big was going down, and I knew it from the different setup of the stage. Everyone gathered around our house. Dream and George were staring at the TV in confusion.

"There is nothing different?" George asked, and I rolled my eyes.

"Yes there is, you just haven't watched a concert." Skylar rolled her eyes as well, and the whole group laughed.

"You Don't Own Me." Harley sang, as the stage raised her up. That was a new entrance, and a new outfit. The black glitter bodysuit, and the black glitter boots with red bottoms.

"Jesus, she looks good." Rhea said, looking up at her sister in disbelief.

"You Don't Own Me." She sang, and I looked up in pure bliss. God she looked amazing. Breathtaking. Gorgeous. All of the fucking above.

Dlo walked up behind her, and the crowd cheered. Dlo does not sing. Something was going down, and I had no clue what it was. First Harley gets cheated on, then Opal Matthews gets cheated on? And now D'Angelo Austin was about to perform, and not behind a drum set?

"Woah, Lets go. But I'm Gerald, and I can always have just what I want." He put his arm around Harley, who looked up at him with a smile.

"She's that baddest i would love to flaunt. Take her shopping, you know Yves Saint Laurent?" Dlo looked down at Harley, grabbed her hand, and spun her around.

"But nope. She ain't with it though. All because she got her own dough." Harley laughed and Dlo pulled her back into his side.

"Boss bossed if you don't know. She could never ever be a broke hoe." Dlo sang, and Harley put her microphone up to her mouth.

"You don't own me. I'm not just one of your many toys. You don't own me. Don't say I can't go with other boys..." A picture the contract pulled up on the big screen behind them, and the whole stadium cheered.

"Holy shit, she just called him out!" Selina yelled, jumping up and down on the floor. My mouth hung open in shock as I read the dating contract that was pulled up on the screen.

"Don't tell me what to do, and don't tell me what to say. Please, when I go out with you. Don't put me on display." Harley sang, as the contract disappeared, and a different one popped up.

"You don't own me. Don't try to change me in any way. You don't own me... Don't tie me down cause i'd never stay..." Harley smirked, as both of the contracts were now pulled up on the big screen.

"Call those bloody wankers out!" Tommy screamed, and I laughed at them.

"Really though? Honestly, I get bored of basic bitches." Dlo stepped forward, and smiled down at the crowd. His chain hung down from his neck, and the sweat was starting to bead up on his forehead.

"She's the baddest, straight up vicious, texting her and asking her if she's alone and if she'd send some pictures." Dlo laughed, looking back at Harley who rolled her eyes.

"She said no."

"What!" Harley screamed, causing the boys to smile.

"Well goddamn! She said come over and see it for yourself."  Dlo looked back at the crowd, and Harley laughed.

"Never asking for your help, Independent woman. She ain't for the shelf." Dlo looked at the camera and winked, causing everyone to scream.

"They look good." Punz said, and Emerald laughed at him. Harley looked jaw dropping, and Dlo was just himself, and that's what people loved about him.

"No, she's the one. Smoke with her till the weed is gone. Stayin' up until we see the sun." She turned and faced Harley, who stood and faced him as different pictures before they got signed, flashes across the screen.

"Baddest ever, I swear she do it better than I've ever seen it done. Never borrow, she aint ever loan." Dlo turned to face the screen and pointed at it, right as a picture of us was put up. My face was blurred, and everyone screamed even louder at it.

"He's the reason she told me she ain't never ever ever ever gonna be owned."

"Holy shit. They just put you on the spot too." Quackity spoke, and I shook my head in disbelief.

"The fans need to dissect that picture so they find out it's you." Wilbur said and I just shook my head.

"Preferably not yet." I said, looking up at Harley who danced around the stage with a smile on her face.

"I'm young! And I love to be young! I'm free! And I love to be free! To live my life the way I want. To say and do whatever I please!" Harley screamed with happiness, and I smiled.

Even if something completely crazy was going on, she is happy. That's all that matters to me, is that she is happy. She's spent the past five years, upset, and looking sad everywhere she went. Happiness is such a good look on her.

It's such a happy change.

***

"Hey. Did she answer your calls yet?" Rhea asked, walking outside to sit with Skylar and I who were talking at the fire pit. Everyone else was inside, and streaming. I just needed a second to breathe.

"No. I don't think she is gonna... Maybe she didn't notice the voicemails, maybe she did, and just doesn't want to talk to me." I rambled. Rhea sat down on one of the chairs and shook her head.

"She hasn't called me back since the other day. I didn't know she meant it was going to get this crazy." Rhea spoke, causing Skylar and I to both nod.

"She publicly revealed she had a sister. How does it feel?" Skylar asked jokingly and Rhea laughed.

"Well nobody knows who i am. They just know she has a sister, so I guess it's pretty cool. I'm a hidden sister of the Harley Ace Willows." Rhea laughed out loud, and I laughed with her.

"Try being her muse." I joked, and Skylar smacked my arm.

"Are you still coming to the concert if she doesn't answer you?" Skylar asked and I shrugged.

"I don't know..."

"Come on, you have to." Rhea reasoned, and Skylar nodded her head in agreement.

"I probably will, but still it's gonna be a lot. Especially now since i know that she can contact me and she's just not doing it..."

"You'll hear something from her." Skylar bit the inside of her cheek, a habit she picked up from Harley when she was nervous.

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