Hi everyone!

There will be some Hurt Harvey later in this story and some Darvey as well. It should be 2-3 chapters long. I really hope you enjoy reading it! Thanks :)

Harvey had been in a relationship with Emma Kaffe for a week and a half, and she was all he could think about. She was intelligent, beautiful and funny. In other words, the perfect woman. Ever since he had met her at a party for work, he couldn't get her out of his head.

It had been a month since he had spoken those words he so regretted to Donna; "You know I love you,". And he did love her. But like a friend, or a sister. Could it be something more than that? Harvey didn't know. He couldn't make sense of his own feelings. All he knew was that he hadn't thought of Donna in the last week and a half. Which was a good thing, right?

Harvey sighed, turning in bed, to see Emma lying next to him, her eyes open, staring at him. Her face was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life. He smiled, looking into her deep green eyes.

"Hey," He said, his smile growing.

"Hey," She replied, brushing the hair out of her face. Harvey kissed her, their warm bodies pressed together. They lay there for a moment, in the calm morning sunlight.

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"Harvey, don't go yet," Emma pleaded, sitting up in bed, the grey duvet gathered around her. Harvey stood in front of his mirror, doing his tie.

"I have to, I'm sorry," He replied, walking over to her. "The firm would fall apart without me,"

"I know," Emma sighed, kissing him.

"Are you alright?" Harvey asked tentatively. "You seem different today,"

"I'm just… I don't know. It's nothing," She replied.

"Are you sure?" He said.

Emma took a deep breath. "Harvey. There's something I need to tell you,"

"What is it?" Harvey asked, sitting down on the bed next to her.

She looked so guilty, as if she was going to burst out in tears at any time. "I…"

"It's okay, you can tell me," Harvey reassured her. He put his arm around her, and pulled her closer to him.

"Harvey, I'm married," She finally said, her voice shaking.

Harvey pulled himself away from her and stood up. "What?" He shouted, louder than he meant to.

A single tear rolled down Emma's face. "Please, Harvey. I don't love him. I love you!"

"No." Harvey shook his head. "No," He repeated. "You can't be,"

"I am," She said quietly, closing her eyes. Tears were cascading down her cheeks. "Please, Harvey. Just-"

"Stop. Just stop talking," Harvey couldn't believe it. She was married. And she didn't tell him. He had made a fool out of a man he didn't even know. "Why the hell didn't you tell me before?"

"I'm sorry, Harvey. I'm so sorry," Emma implored, through sobs.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He repeated.

"I just… I didn't think you would-"

"Get out," Harvey said in a whisper.

"Harvey-"

"Just go!" He shouted. He sat down on the bed, his elbows resting on his knees, staring down at the floor. The door slammed as Emma left his apartment. Take deep breaths, he told himself. Just stay calm. But he couldn't stay calm. He had done what his mother had done. He had done what he hated her for. He was so angry that Emma didn't tell him. And so angry with himself.

Everything had been so perfect. He had been happier than he could ever rember being. Why did it have to end? Why did she have to be married?

Suddenly his phone rung, jerking him out of his thoughts. He answered it, without looking at who it was. "Harvey," He recognised Donna's voice instantly. "Where are you? Jessica wants you in her office right now,"

"I'm on my way," He replied, trying to make his voice sound normal.

"Alright,"

"Bye,"

Harvey ended the call and took a deep breath. He sat there for a moment, thinking. Soon, memories came flooding into his head.

"Mom, what's going on?" Harvey stared at his mother. And the other man. Who the hell was he? "What is going on?" He asked again, when his mother just stared at him, open mouthed. The man froze. So did his mother. His mother couldn't be doing what he thought she was. It couldn't be happening. "H-Harvey. I thought you were at school," Lily said quietly.

"Well I'm not!" Harvey shouted. He took one last look at his mother and the man in bed, then stormed out of the room.

"Harvey!" His mother pounded on his bedroom door.

"Leave me alone!" He shouted. He wished he hadn't seen that. His mother and that man. He recognised him from years ago. He was sure he had seen him before. And now, the man had…the man had slept with his mum. Questions flooded into Harvey's head like a huge tidal wave. How long had this been going on for? Did dad know? Did she love dad? Or did she love that man? Why was she doing this? "Harvey, I need to talk to you," He heard his mother's voice from outside his room. He didn't want to talk to her. He was to angry, too emotional. "Go the fuck away!" He screamed, pacing in his bedroom. It was the first time he had ever said that word to his mother, but he didn't care. He was too angry. He could hear his mother crying outside. "Harvey, please listen to me,"

"NO! Go. Away!"

Eventually, he did talk to his mother. She told him not to tell his dad. And he didn't. Not until it was too late.

Did Emma have children? Did she have a family? What was her husband like? And did he know?Harvey eventually snapped out of his thoughts, and decided that he had to focus on work today. He had to forget it, ignore it. But how could he?

Next chapter should be up within the next few days so stay tuned! I would really appreciate reviews; I'd love to know what you thought of it :)

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