Stellar

Oliver.

Brighton's POV

"Daddy?" I heard a child's voice very close to where Phil and I were standing and I immediately looked over my shoulder to see where the sound had come from.

However the hallway behind me was empty.

When I turned my attention back to Phil I noticed that he almost looked scared and I'm very sure that my confusion was very obvious.

He looked down to his right and my gaze followed and fell upon a little boy who was looking up at me with his head tilted.

The first thing I noticed was that his eyes were just as big and just as blue as Phil's. Actually, the longer I looked at him I noticed how much he looked like Phil in other ways.

The shape of his face, his cheeks, his nose, his lips. He looked like a preschool version of him. The only real difference I noticed was that his hair was light brown, where Phil's was jet black.

"Hi," the little boy smiled up at me, moving one of his hands from Phil's pant leg to wave at me as he rested his head against Phil's knee.

"Hello.." I said before slowly looking back up at Phil.

I can't explain what I was feeling in that moment because I honestly had no idea of what I was feeling. I was literally dumbfounded.

Daddy? Really?

"Uhh," Phil laughed, obviously nervous. "Remember when I said there was still a lot we had to learn about each other?"

"Who is she?" The little boy spoke again and Phil looked down at him, smiling at him. He bent down to pick him up and both of them looked at me.

"This is Brighton," he told the little boy, gesturing towards me with his free hand. "Brighton, this is Oliver. He's my son."

I looked from Phil to Oliver and back again. "Your son... Wow," I laughed, shifting my eyes back to the little boy in his arms.

He was still looking at me smiling. "Hi Brighton. This is my daddy," he poked Phil's cheek.

"It's nice to meet you, Oliver," I smiled at him. "Your dad is.. a friend of mine," I nodded, then looked at Phil again.

I honestly didn't know what to say, or what to think and I was starting to feel kind of uncomfortable standing there looking at both of them like they were aliens or something.

"Daddy's letting me watch Adventure Time!" he announced sounding quite excited which was adorable. What was also adorable was how he pronounced his R's as W's.

"How about you go finish watching that while Daddy talks to Brighton?" Phil asked him as he put him down again. "Okay!" Oliver ran off and literally climbed over the back of the couch in order to get onto it.

"Okay, that was not the way I wanted you to find out about him," Phil said softly as he reached out and grabbed my hand then pulled me into the apartment before closing the door. "I'm really sorry. I know this is shocking. I just- I had no idea of how to tell you or how you would react or if you would even want anything to do with me which was stupid because I mean, how long can someone hide the fact that they're a father?"

I looked over at the couch to see Oliver clutching a stuffed lion against his chest as he stared at the tv with an amused smile. I wanted to make sure he wasn't paying attention to us and it was obvious that he wasn't.

I looked at Phil and let out a quiet sigh and moved over towards the dining room to take a seat at the table, waiting for Phil to join me before responding.

"I just don't understand how this didn't come up in conversation," I shook my head. "We both talked about our families.. multiple times-" I paused and my eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as I stood up from my chair. "Oh my God! Are you married?!"