Kimora's POV

These last few days have really been hard. I've been avoiding even going over to the boys house because I'd rather not watch Harry & Sarah take care of their baby.... together. The hardest thing is accepting the fact that your boyfriend has a family that you're not apart of. To be honest I don't even know if he's my boyfriend as of right now. He pays me hardly any attention and i feel like if I bitch about it, I'm the bad guy.

Louis is forcing me to come over there, lord knows I don't wanna go. He said Sarah was out so it shouldn't be that bad. I pulled up ion their driveway... I sat in the car for about 10 minutes before I actually built up the courage to get out and go into the house. When I entered the huge house I a loud crying coming from upstairs. I assumed that Harry was upstairs with Dustin so I proceeded to climb the spiral stairs and make my way to his room. The door was cracked open, I peeked in and saw Harry holding Dustin in his right arm, with a bottle in his left hand. I smiled, i can't lie seeing Harry with Dustin is the cutest thing ever. I slowly entered the room.

"Hey." I quietly said. HIs head shot up at me, a smile on his face.

"Hey baby." Okay good he's still calling me baby. He patted the bed beside him, telling me to sit down. I swayed across the room and sat in the spot he patted. Dustin had stopped crying, he just stared at his dad with his fingers in his mouth.

"Do you want to hold him?" Harry asked me. I didn't. I don't want to hold my own boyfriend's son. But I didn't want to upset him so I just nodded my head. He handed the little guy to me, I cupped his body in my arms. He was so precious. This was my very first time holding him since he was born, 2 weeks ago. I've never been this close to actually examine his features. He had blue eyes, what looked like light red hair, a round little nose, and not a dimple in neither cheek. Harry drew circles in the center of my back. Harry. I glanced up at him, then back down at Dustin. I may be wrong ,but they had absolutely no resemblance. Harry eyes are green, Sarah's are dark brown, but somehow Dustin managed to come out with blue eyes? Not to mention Sarah also has dark brown hair, while Harry's is also brown. Is it just me or is something wrong here.

"Kimmy , you ok?" Harry asked breaking me from my thought. I looked up at him, I passed Dustin back at him, we gently transferred him from my arms to his. I stood from the bed facing them as Harry looked up at me.

"Uh. Harry, you do realize that Dustin has blue eyes and red hair right?"

"Yeah, so?" He questioned.

"Have you gotten a DNA test?" I got straight to the point. There was no point in beating around the bush. I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. That feeling was telling me that Sarah, the slut, has some explaining to do.

"Kimora what are you saying?" his eyes squinted at me and by the tone of his voice I could tell he was growing agitated.

I didn't respond we just stared at each other. He rose to his feet, holding a sleeping Dustin & exited the room. He re-entered no longer with Dustin. Maybe this wasn't the right time to bring this up but i just know something wrong with this situation. He sat back down on the bed, and ran his hands through his head.

"Harry, I'm just saying, it would be smart to get a DNA test, i mean come on even Lacy says Sarah is a slut how do you know that Dustin is truly yours."

He let out a loud groan and stood to approach me. "Why are you doing this Kimora? I know you're mad at me, but I can't take back what I did. Dustin is my son, you're gonna have to expect it so we can move forward." He held my hands in his looking into my eyes.

"Your not listening to me! How does your baby come out with blue eyes and red hair??? DUstin looks nothing like you! I don't trust Sarah and neither should you. All ya'll have to do is go down to the hospital and-"

"Shut up!" He yelled so loud cutting me off & nearly making me jump out of my boots. "Just shut up Kimora. Why do you want to take him from me? Why are you so fucking jealous???? Dustin is the best thing that has ever happened to me and all you want to do is make everything about you !! I'm so sick of your shit, God."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He has never yelled at me like that, EVER. I couldn't stop the tears from running out of my eyes. I felt my heart swell up and shatter into a million pieces.

"I thought I was the best thing that ever happened to you..." I choked out, uncontrollably crying. HIs face softened up, he pulled me into his arms squeezing me tightly.

"I am so sorry, I didn't mean it like that of course you are the best thing too, but you guys can share the number spot you know that don't you."
I could hear him talking but I honestly didn't want to hear anything he was saying to me right now. I pulled my body away taking a few steps back.

"It's.. fi-ne. Just for..get it. For...gget I said any..thing." I said in between sobs. Before he could speak i quickly spun around and left the room. I ran down the stairs only to be stopped at the front door by Sarah coming in. She looked at me and her confused expression quickly turned into a smirk. I rolled my eyes pushing pass her out the door, I got into my car, letting out a few more tears and backed out of the driveway, speding off.

I know that I'm right. I know that Sarah's a slut and she's a manipulative winch. I know that Harry is too nice and naive to see the truth. And more importantly i know that Dustin is NOT Harry's son.

Notes

Pretty short, my eyes and my head are bothering me I could barely type this as it is :/ . This probably sucked the next one would be better.

Here are a few questions:

1. Do you think Kimora is right or is she over thinking it?

Do you think Harry should get a DNA test?

NO ANSWERS=NO UPDATE same as always :D