Drink You Away

By: Hope

Author's Note: I have just recently discovered Suits. I'm obsessed. I really love Darvey. After reading a ton of fanfiction, I decided to give it a try. I haven't written a story on here for like 5 years so.. be nice lol. This is going to be 5 parts. Each chapter will be a different time when Harvey and Donna got drunk together.

I don't own any of these characters. I wish.

Any reviews would be greatly appreciated.

The title is from a Justin Timberlake song which I also do not own.

The first thing Harvey saw when he walked into his office was legs. Long, milky legs. He knew immediately who they belonged to. Donna was sitting in his chair with her legs comfortably resting on top of the wooden desk. She was wearing a navy blue dress and nude pumps. He was sure they were Louboutins with the infamous red bottom. Harvey knew one of many bonuses went to the purchase of those outrageously high heels.

"Donna" Harvey spoke, trying to avoid staring at her legs, "What are you still doing here?"

It was around 8:30 already. Harvey had a pretty booked day. He hadn't seen much of Donna except for in the morning.

"I heard you've been in a bad mood" Donna replied, while sipping a glass of scotch. His scotch.

"I'm not in a bad mood" Harvey said with a tone, while raising his eyebrow. He walked up and poured himself a drink before sitting across from Donna in a chair

"You made Brenda cry" Donna stated, referring to another junior partners secretary while swallowing the rest of the liquid in her glass

"First off, she dropped the files I gave her. It was over a thousand papers Mike put in order and highlighted" Harvey rolled his eyes, "Second, she gave Arnold the wrong time for when the meeting was and I had to wait thirty minutes. Harvey Specter doesn't wait. Third, her haircut was awful"

Donna tries not to laugh, "You tried to hit Louis"

"How do you even know all of this?" Harvey argues, "Yea yea, you're Donna. I can't tell you how many times I've tried to hit Louis. He deserves it. Every time"

"You walked out of a meeting with Jessica" That was how Donna knew Harvey wasn't having a good day. He never walks out on Jessica. It didn't matter how pissed off he was. He stayed until he got the last word in. "I knew something was up but I couldn't figure it out. Then I realized…" Donna took her legs off the desk and placed them back on the floor. She stared at Harvey when she gently spoke, "It's your dad's birthday today"

Harvey looked away. Harvey had tried really hard to not think about his dad today. Harvey had to work. He had meetings and appointments booked back to back for a reason. But no matter how hard Harvey tried to not think about him, he couldn't help it. He remembered how his dad taught him how to throw a baseball for the first time. He remembered when he dad introduced him to Miles Davis. He even remembered the bad things like when he told his dad about his mom. He remembered the look on his dads face and the betrayal he felt. He remembered the day Donna walked into his office and told Harvey about him dying.

He should have known Donna would figure it out. He avoided seeing Donna all day on purpose. He didn't want to lash out at her or for her to try to talk to him about it. Donna knew him better than he knew himself.

Donna was serious when she said, "I know the last thing you want to do is talk about it. So we won't. But... it is my job as your secretary to help cheer you up"

"Did you bring the whipped cream?" Harvey joked, with a small smirk on his face.

Donna shook her head no and reached for her gray purse. She got up and sat next to Harvey, handing him a wrapped gift with a red bow, "I got you something even better"

"A picture of you in whipped cream?" Harvey said, taking the gift from Donnas' hands, "You didn't have to get me anything"

"I've been saving this for awhile. I was waiting for the right moment" Donna replied, "Open it"

Harvey removed the bow and ripped open the shiny, gold paper. It was a picture of Harvey and his dad when Harvey was in high school.

"This is from the Championship game where-"

"You made the winning play" Donna cut him off, finishing his sentence.

"How…" Harvey didn't even know what to say, "Where did you get this?"

Donna smirked and shrugged, "I'm Donna. I have my resources."

Harvey smiled as he put the picture on his desk, "Thank you. This.. means a lot to me"

Donna walked over to Harvey and stood incredibly close to him. Harvey froze as he couldn't stop staring at Donna biting her lip.

Donna started to undo Harvey's tie as his eyes watched every moment of her hands. She sat the tie down on Harvey's desk. She slowly took Harvey's suit jacket off along with his vest. Neither had said anything. Donna started to roll up the sleeves on Harvey's white dress shirt. She then unbuttoned the top two buttons on his shirt.

Donna grinned in approval, "Now you're ready. Let's go get a drink"

It was already 11 pm and Donna couldn't tell you how many drinks she had. It was a Thursday. Donna couldn't tell you the last time she got drunk on a Thursday. Harvey needed this. Donna had realized years ago that Donna often put what over needed over what she did. A few minutes ago, Harvey walked to go to the bathroom. Donna yelled at him for breaking the seal. Mike was right. Harvey had a small bladder. Donna had already ordered two more shots when she felt someone sit next to her at the bar in Harvey's seat.

"I have a thing for redheads" The young guy spoke, trying his best to hit on Donna, "It's something hot about you not having a soul"

Donna did her best to stifle her laugh. The guy was blonde, shaggy hair. He was tall. She had to admit he wasn't unattractive. The problem was he was a child. He had to be about 21 or 22.

"I really hope you didn't think that pickup line would get you in my pants" Donna replied, raising her eyebrow as she took a sip of her scotch

"Well, what would get me in them?"

" Hm.. I don't know. If you were maybe 10 years older, could grow facial hair and hit puberty" Donna sarcastically said. The young guys face fell and for some reason Donna felt bad for her response. If Harvey were here, he would have appreciated her wit.

The young guy sighed," Look, I know you're here with someone. I mean I'm pretty sure his suit costs more than my college tuition. You see those three guys over there?" he asked, nodding his head to his friends who were staring and laughing, "They bet me $100 I couldn't get your number. I'm not really the best with approaching women in a bar"

Donna grabbed a napkin from the bar and a pen from her purse and scribbled down a number. She handed it to the guy, "Go win your bet". He smiled in appreciation as he walked back over to his friends, receiving high fives. Donna gave him a wink.

"Did you just give that kid your phone number?" Harvey asked, amused as he sat down on the bar stool.

"That kid is old enough to be my son" Donna laughed, "He was trying to win a bet. I helped"

"Whose number did you give him?" Harvey questioned

"Louis's" Donna smirked.

"That's why I keep you around" Harvey laughed, "What is this shot? It looks like milk"

"Trust me. It's good" Donna stated, as she drank her shot.

"This looks like a shot for a woman"

Donna rolled her eyes, "You have your suits fitted and hemmed. You know fashion. You get haircuts every week. Take the god damned shot, Specter" Harvey grinned as he took the shot. He had to admit it was delicious.

Harvey pushed his empty shot glass toward the bartender as he ordered another drink. He looked over at Donna, "What are you thinking about?"

"Remember that time a few years ago you took me with you and your dad to Boston for the Sox Yankee game?" Donna reminisced, smiling at the memory

For his Dad's birthday, Harvey decided to take him to Boston. Harvey and his dad were die hard Yankees fans. Harvey's first passion before law was baseball. It was a passion he shared with his father along with good music. Harvey had remembered his dad saying for years how much he wanted to watch his Yanks play at Wrigley Field. When Gordon Specter found out about the trip, he requested that Donna came also. Since the first day Gordon met Donna, they had formed a special bond even Harvey didn't fully understand. When Gordon called Harvey, he always asked how Donna was before even asking how Harvey was. Harvey had just found out recently that Donna and Gordon had gone on multiple dinners throughout the years. Harvey always loved that Donna and Gordon got along so well.

"Hey, I have to take this call" Harvey exclaimed, after the three had taken their seats behind the dugout. Gordon, Harvey and Donna had taken a tour of the stadium before the game was starting. Gordon rolled his eyes. Even when Harvey was on a trip, he was still working.

Harvey started walking towards the end of the aisle before stopping incredibly close to Donna and quietly saying, "I really like this you. The Donna that has her hair up and wears baseball jerseys and shorts"

Harvey always found some way to surprise her. Donna smiled brightly.

Harvey lightly tapped his hip into hers before walking up the stairs with his cell phone to his ear

"I know that look" Gordon smirked, taking his seat next to Donna, "That look got me married, two kids and then divorced" he joked

Donna slid her sunglasses back down to cover her eyes, "I'm not in love with Harvey"

The way she said it was robotic. Like she's said it too many times throughout her life.

Gordon took a sip of his beer, "Are you saying that to convince me or to convince yourself?"

Donna looked out onto the beautiful, green field as she watched baseball players throwing the ball around and practicing. It was a gorgeous, summer day.

"He's… He's not ready, Gordon" Donna truthfully admitted.

Gordon nodded his head. Harvey was good at many, many things but feelings and relationships were not one of them. Gordon blamed himself. Harvey didn't have the best example of what love was growing up. His mother cheating had really scarred Harvey and completely changed the way he saw love.

"Give it time, Donna" Gordon asked, gently, "He will figure it out eventually. Hopefully while I'm still around to see it"

Donna smiled, putting her hand on top of Gordon's, "You aren't going anywhere"

"You two flirting again?" Harvey smirked, sitting next to Donna, handing Donna and Gordon a beer.

"Well, one of us Specters has to lock her down"

"It was my favorite trip" Donna confessed, moving her hair out of her face. She knew how much Harvey missed Gordon. But to be honest, Donna missed Gordon too. One of the hardest moments of her life was walking into Harvey's office to tell him of Gordon's heart attack and death. It was devastating.

Harvey was drunk. He needed this especially today. He appreciated that Donna knew that. That she knew him. He could never tell her in words what it meant that she stayed late tonight and gave him that picture. He was the man in court but he wasn't so great with telling women how he felt. Right now.. He really wanted to tell Donna how good she looked at this moment. He was having a hard time not looking and admiring. Maybe it was because he was drunk. He didn't know.

" My dad never liked any of my girlfriends" Harvey laughed, " He really hated Scottie"

Donna knew why. To Gordon, Donna was the only option for Harvey. Donna asked the bartender for a glass of water. Donna was definitely drunk. One or Three too many shots. The worst part about Donna being drunk is all the things she really wanted to say to Harvey. Like how she really loved the two moles above his eyebrow.

"Actually.. the only girl he only liked was you" Harvey spoke, finishing his drink and looking at Donna. He could tell she wanted to say something. She was holding back. Donna knew Harvey but Harvey also knew Donna.

"Well that's because I'm.. "Donna started talking, but her brain told her to stop.

"You're what, Donna?" Donna shook her head no, telling Harvey it wasn't important. Harvey put his hand on Donnas' thigh, " This right here.. " he said, referring to the two of them and the area they sat at the bar, " is the drunk zone. Anything we say, this night, we won't remember tomorrow. So why not just say it"

Donnas' head and heart were having a huge disagreement. Donna was surprised she could even make the decision to hold back. The room was spinning.

"Your dad had this crazy idea that you and I would end up together" The first thing Donna thought when it came out of her mouth was shit. Oh, Shit.

"That isn't crazy" Harvey replied, shocking Donna. Harvey really meant that drunk zone bullshit.

Donna silently drank her water. This night was not going the way she planned. The problem was she wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing.

"What do you think?" Harvey asked Donna, " You think a Specter could lock you down?"

Donna thought this was the infamous Harvey Specter humor but his face was serious. He was waiting for a response.

"Your brother is already married" Donna decided it was best to answer the question with a joke

"Seriously" Harvey responded, positioning his body to be directly across from Donnas' on the bar stool," You ever think about me and you?"

Donna looked up at the TV which was playing some basketball game to take a minute to think.. well.. attempt to think. A thousand things were running through Donnas' mind of how to respond. Harvey was drunk and whatever she said wouldn't matter. They wouldn't remember. But, she would remember.

Donna scooted closer to Harvey, so close their legs were touching," Honestly, yeah. A few years ago, I thought there could be a chance"

"Now?" Harvey couldn't stop thinking about kissing Donna.

Donna looked directly in Harvey's eyes, " I think there's a reason none of my relationships have been successful. I think I've been ready to give this a shot for years but I know you aren't. So, you're my boss and I'm your secretary. That's what works for us" With that, Donna got up from her chair struggling and walked to the bathroom.

Harvey rubbed his forehead in frustration as he handed the bartender his credit card to pay the bill.

The next morning as Donna walked into Pearson Hardman she felt her head pounding. She regretted drinking as much as she did last night. She looked into Harvey's office and saw him on the phone. She sat at her desk. There was a vase of lilies, her favorite flower and a gift bag. Donna took out the tissue paper and smiled when she saw the frame. It was a picture of Donna, Harvey and Gordon in Boston.

Thank you so much for reading. Reviews appreciated. Should I even continue this?!