Sk8er Boi

He Might Never Know

A/N: Hey, school's started back up... Haven't been able to balance out my writing much... So here's the chapter, I hope you like it. Vote&Comment&Fan please. Thank you for reading. Enjoy~

I was in the hospital after a long night of "Push, aw the baby's almost here." And in my arms, I now held the most precious thing to me. I had never loved something or someone this much in my whole life. Not even my parents. A little baby girl was cradled in my arms with soft, dark hair and startling blue eyes. Of course, most babies started out with blue eyes. I smiled like a goof ball at my little baby and cooed at it. That's when the last person I ever expected to walk through those doors did. Kevin. With all his blonde hair and blue eyed perfection. I glared and held my little baby closer to me. His eyes went first to mine and then to the little girl in my arms.

"What's her name?" he asked in a whisper, probably debating on running as far from me as possible. I clenched my jaw and then unclenched it.

"Brenna." I said in a cold voice. He nodded slightly. I swear, if he even thinks about asking--

"Can I hold her?" something in me snapped.

"I don't think that's such a good idea right now, Kevin." I said in a strained voice.

"Why not?" he demanded.

"Because whether you realize it or not, Brenna being in my arms is the only thing stopping me from beating the shit out of you right now." He takes three long strides and caresses Brenna's face with his palm. I stiffen. He leans down and kisses her forehead and then turns to face me. His eyes search mine for a long moment and then he kisses my cheek. If I didn't have my little Brenna, he'd be getting slapped right now. And not a nice slap, it would be a very hard slap and it would hurt like a son of a bitch.

"Goodbye, Harley." he whispers and then he walks out. My body relaxes and I glare at the door for a few minutes, waiting for him to suddenly come back. When he doesn't, I look back to Brenna and I smile gently. I hear the door open and my eyes snap up. Another big grin spreads across my face. He kneels down next to me and holds out his arms. I willingly allow Brenna to be held by someone other than me. Only because I trust him with her. I know he'd never do anything to hurt us. Ryan stared lovingly at Brenna, even though it wasn't his little girl.

"She has the sparkle from your eyes, even if they're Kevin's color." he says smiling at her. He stands up and ruffles her full head of hair. As he stared at Brenna I felt a moment of guilt. It would've been even more amazing if that were his daughter, I could live with that. Those could've been his eyes and not Kevin's. Her hair could've ended up wavy like Ryan's instead of boring straight like Kevin's and mine. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes and I tried to hold them back. "Is that your mommy?" he asked in a little voice as he turned to look at me. That's when he saw my tears. He handed me Brenna and cradled my face with his hands.

"What's wrong?" he whispered.

"I just wish she were yours and not his." I murmured back, knowing he knew what I meant without having to ask questions. A small smile passes quickly across his face.

"I wish that more than you do, Har." he said sincerely. A small giggle left my lips and I gave him a light kiss. I don't know why I did, but it felt right. He kissed back but then pulled away. It was a huge disappointment to me. I didn't expect to be rejected. I was sure that the hurt and confusion was in my eyes. He looked conflicted. "I gotta go, Harley. I'll see you soon." he said in a rush as he left the room.

"I love you still." I whispered, even though I knew he couldn't hear me. He might never know either.