Is This Reality?

Chapter 19

It is now the next day and Harry has thought of what to say to Alaina. She is upstairs, resting. Harry walks up the stairs and into her room.

"Aliana?"

"Yes Harry?"

"Do you remember the other day when you asked me if I had any secrets?"

"Yes and you said you had none."

"I lied and I am sorry. I thought that if I said it, it would hurt you, which would end up hurting the both of us, becasue I can't stand to see you sad."

"What's the secret? Harry?"

"A little over two years ago, I donated my sperm. I told them I wanted them to wait for my consent on using it on someone and they agreed. Zayn called me yesterday and he said that his friend that works there said that it was gone. He found out that there was some sort of mix up and they used it mistakingly on a woman who was 30. She gave birth to her son Tommy, who is my son as well as hers. He said that she died a year after he was born. He is now in foster care and they have given up hope on him, because they don't know that I am the father of tommy and that there is noone to adopt him."

"Oh my god, Harry!?!? What do you want to do? What are you saying?"

"I want custody of my son."

"Okay Harry. You get custody of Tommy, but what about your wheelchair? They always see how the home would be for the child and the record of the one trying to get custody."

"You're right Alaina. Now what am I going to do?"

"Wait until you get out of the wheelchair."

"Wait!?!?"

"While we are waiting, we will child prrof this house. What do you say to that?"

"I say it's great! I love you.'

"I love you, too."