A/N: I don't even know what to say about this chapter… It just is, let me know what you think. I have spent all day today watching you tube videos and finishing this chapter. And wow it is longer than most of my chapters pretty cool. I hope you enjoy it.—S.K.

God bless the Child

Andre

Monday, Well baby if fell for you
Tuesday, I wrote you this song
Wednesday, I wait outside your door,
Even though I know its wrong

It has been a month, and I still can't go home. The day after grandma died I grabbed a few things from home and brought them to Tori's house. Most nights I slept on the couch, Because Trina still didn't know about Tori and I. But every night, Tori stayed on the couch with me.

7 days a week, every hour of the month
Gonna let you know where my heart's commin' from
I shouldn't feel this way, But I'm gonna say
Baby I gotta let you know

It took me a long time to get back to music. The joy in it was lost when grandma died. But music is work now; I kind of have to do it. So finally we got Vegas Valentine back to do a little rehearsing.

That I will try everything,
To make you grow closer to me
And maybe make you believe that I will behave

My friends are great about the whole hiatus I took. They tried to be more understanding of it; even Trina was a bit more sensitive. I have a great group of friends, I wouldn't trade them in for the world. Even Lane had pulled me into his office when he found out about grandma and told me that any time I felt like I needed to unload, that I was welcome there. I haven't taken him up on his offer, but it was really nice of him.

How can I get it through
To tell you what I can't lose
I will try 365 days, 365 ways to get to you

Now that I was rocking out with Vegas Valentine I wondered why I stopped. I felt really great. It made me feel alive, it made me almost forget that grandma had left me here all alone. Almost. My cell phone rang and it was a number that I just didn't know. So I stopped playing and picked up. "Hello?"

I was getting all sorts of calls now; I missed being a kid. "Mr. Harris, this is Stan Collins, your grandmother's and parent's estate Trustee. We need you to come to our office this evening at five to discuss the terms of your trust."

I sat down on the couch and saw the immediate look of concern in my wife's eyes. She sat down next to me as I listened to what the lawyer had to say. "Okay, see you then."

I looked at my watch, it was three fifty, Rehearsal had just started, and I had to end it. "Do you need to stop rehearsal?" Tori said softly.

"Yeah, The lawyer's want to talk to me about grandma's will."

Jade sat next to me, I hated to admit it, but that girl still got me a little tingly. Not like Tori, but enough to make me uncomfortable. "It's cool, we'll just do it again tomorrow. We will wait as long as it takes." She said. She was strangely comforting during times of grief.

Everyone started gathering up their equipment, and Tori stayed sitting next to me. She tangled her fingers in my dreads and brought her forehead to mine. This became our kiss when others were around. We had always been close, best friends so no one thought it was weird. "Do you want me to come with you?" She asked me, barely loud enough for me to register.

"You have to come with me." I answered, "You're family."

She smiled. She still felt like she was a bit on the outside, just as I had felt the first couple of weeks of our marriage. But her parents were so welcoming, and able to adjust to me being their son in law, I kind of felt like I had a mom and dad again and I was grateful.

Tori

We walked into the Lawyer's office hand in hand. I could tell Andre didn't want to be there. I couldn't even begin to imagine how abandoned he felt. How alone, and I tried to shield him of any further injury. It was mainly for selfish reasons; because I loved him, and I didn't want him to become someone that I couldn't love. Loss does that to people. It changes them into something you don't recognize.

Music was already beginning to disappear from his life. But it was the talent that God gave him, so I knew it was just a phase. I just hoped grief wouldn't make him hard; I wanted him to know I was there to catch him. "Baby, it will be okay." I whispered and squeezed his hand.

He hugged me, and we walked into the office. Uncle Tommy sat in a chair next to Andre; I stayed behind on the couch next to his cousin. "Is Mrs. Vega-Harris here?" It was the very first time I had heard my married name spoken and it was weird.

"I'm right here." I said timidly, all of Andre's family members turned to look at me in shock, and then at Andre.

"Are you insane?" Andre's Aunt said to him, "You're seventeen years old! God knows where you two would have been after high school. Is she pregnant?"

"Aunt, Dee…" Andre started.

"Your grandmother is probably spinning in her grave." She continued.

"You don't know anything!" Andre screamed and stood his full height. "Grandma was there with me, saw that I was married and emancipated me before she died. You don't know what Grandma is doing right now and don't pretend that you do."

His uncle Tommy stood up and hugged Andre. "Sit down Dee." He said, and then he whispered something to Andre that made him smile a little. He was good at defusing him. Tommy could soothe Andre's sadness just as well as I could, and I was glad, because I truly just wanted to disappear.

"Alright, let's continue." The lawyer stated. "Andre, in the matter of your trust fund, it is a separate issue as you are now legally an adult, the matter will be discussed with you and your spouse after this meeting."

A trust fund… he said trust fund, and I realized I didn't know Andre as well as I thought. I had never talked about his parents. I never wanted to, I always felt like it might be too painful. I don't know who they are, what they did, if he remembers them well. How old was he when they died? I had been so selfish thinking only that I wanted him to stay my Andre, I didn't think to get to know his family like he knew mine. I looked at his cousin; she looked at me and smiled sympathetically. "Dee just thought she would get to control his trust for at least a couple of years. She likes money."

"Really?"

"That's why daddy hadn't told her that Andre was getting his money, and they would have no control over it. Daddy would never let Dee touch the trust, but she's sneaky."

"Oh…"

"So… are you pregnant?" I shook my head. "Didn't think so."

500 million… That is what Andre is worth. His trust will come to him in increments of one million a year until he is twenty-five. With the first increment of five million released immediately. After that, he gets the rest.

His father was a songwriter, he wrote many songs and scores for movies and they accrued royalties throughout the years, and were sitting in the trust collecting interest. His mother… was an artist. She painted beautiful murals and built sculptures. She had inherited a large amount of money from her parents who were an English baron, and an artist. It just went on and on to the tune of 500 million and counting because there were more and more royalties to collect.

Andre also got his grandmother's condo, which his Uncle is going to sell, because apparently his grandmother didn't know how much was in Andre's trust account. Andre couldn't go back to his grandma's apartment, so his Uncle was also looking for somewhere for Andre to live. Correction Andre and I… with space for our band to rehearse near Hollywood Arts.

He found us a house near Keenan Thompson's house, not nearly as cool as Keenan's but cooler than either of us had ever envisioned. "What do you think? Should we take it?"

I looked around. I loved the place. Never in my dreams did I think that I would have my own place at seventeen, let alone a place this awesome. "You think it's kind of big?"

"We could fit the whole band in here. We could all live together."

"I … don't really want to share with them just yet… I want to be able to… BE… with you anywhere." I answered. His uncle Tommy began to laugh.

He looked at me as if he didn't understand what I meant by BEING with him. I raised my brows, and then he formed an O with his mouth. "Oh yeah… or we could just hang out here by ourselves… or there… or there… Definitely in there." He pointed the last at the Jacuzzi. "We'll take it Unc."

Tommy was laughing still. "I thought you might Bro. It's yours in 30 days, we will start the bidding war."

I will try everything;
To make you grow closer to me
I will try 365 days 365 ways to get to you

We got our house, and this was the very first time we were using our studio. We were having a recording jam session housewarming. We all cheered I hugged Andre close to me the way we always have after every performance. His breath tickled my neck "God I want you." I whispered

"How many ways." He whispered back

I pulled away and held up three fingers then six fingers then five fingers subsequently and walked away. "Tori!" Trina said coming up to me, "We have to go home, mom and dad are going to freak, its like two AM."

I looked at Trina like she was crazy then realized that she didn't know what my parents knew. "Trina, I'm staying the night… why don't you call mom and dad and tell them you're staying, so that you don't get in trouble."

"You staying overnight at a boy's house alone? You bet I'm staying."

"I didn't know this was a sleep over." Cat piped up.

"No, it's not" Andre stated. "Tori is going to be my roommate… this is a big house."

"Right, you are seventeen years old, her parents aren't going to go for that." Jade said eyeing Andre and I.

"Well they haven't decided yet… But Andre is my best friend, they'll understand."

"Forget it, if I had a hot teenaged daughter, I wouldn't trust her to live with a player like Andre."

I looked at Andre and kind of smirked. He rolled his eyes and bit his lip. Hiding this relationship was a challenge that was starting to wear thin. But it wasn't the right time to let them know just yet.

"Well then I wanna stay!" Cat stated

"Yeah me too." Robbie added.

Jade looked at Beck. Then Beck looked at us, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Jade. "We're in." They both said.

Trina got off the phone with mom and dad and looked at me… "I'm going home."

She was upset… why was she upset? I followed her. "Trina, what's the matter?"

"I'm your sister and you couldn't even tell me?" I was taken aback at how hurt she looked. "I love Andre… as a friend I mean… I would have been so happy for you and I wouldn't have told a soul."

"Trina I'm sorry."

"Listen I'm gonna go, I know I am not your favorite person in the world, but I thought, that I could be trusted with the truth."

"You can be… Trina…" I called after her as she left.

"Goodnight, Mrs. Harris."

I sighed as she drove off. I wondered if they were all going to take it that way. We have to tell them soon.