Hello, this is just a quick story that has been buzzing in my brian for awhile. Sigh, it already 12:00? Oh well. I don't own joker, or Harley, just the story.

Harley POV

Harley sat in her room, writing another story. She knew she shouldn't be writing about her and joker but, she didn't care. With joker not paying her attention lately this was the only way to get her emotions out.

She would write, romance,tragedy, sometimes even comedy, but she liked writing romance best.

It was getting late though, 11:47 the clock blinked in her room.

"Well, guess it's time ta hit da hay." She said climbing into bed. "You coming to bed puddin'?" Harley asked cocking her head to one side as she looked at him down the hall.

"Hmm, oh, well, maybe later. I'm working on a plan and I can't loose my train of thought right now."

"Okay," She sighed. "She you in the morning." She whispered and fell asleep.

Joker POV

ugh, 2:36? Already? Joker rubbed his eyes and sat up out of his chair. Hmmm, maybe I should get some sleep, can't kill batsy without my beauty rest! He chuckled at his joke and went to climb into bed next to Harley.

But something caught his eye. A little red notepad. He took it and opened it. He saw a table of contents in it. A table of contents? Harley my dear, what have you been writing? He didn't even know Harley liked writing.

He glanced over the table of contents. There was comedy, pages 1-25, tragedy, pages 26-47, and, romance? Pages 48-72. Well, well, well. He thought smirking. What have we here? Let us see what my little harlequin has been writing in romance.

He opened up to page 48, there was a note at the top."if you are not Harley quinn, do not continue reading, this is a private notebook." It said. He laughed quietly to himself. Oh Harley, when will you learn that I don't fallow rules?

Joker read through the first story titled, "till death do us part". His eyes widening with each word he read.

"Oh, my god." He whispered.

The story was brief, and ended on page 53 but was still, well, shocking at the least.

The story started with them both getting married which made the joker raise a brow at, then there was some accident and they had been attacked after the wedding. They both beat up the "bad guys" and were fine, until a sniper had spotted and shot them both in the stomach. Not a very good shot, joker thought as he flipped to the next page. They were both bleeding out to death and before they died they glanced each others and and said 'I love you'. The end.

joker didn't know how to react. His heart was racing, but he calmed himself down.

He looked over at Harley, "is this how you feel Harls?" He whispered under his breath.

He got up and walked over to her, she was sound asleep. He gently moved her shoulder trying to wake her up without startling her and getting kicked in the face like last time.

"Haaaaaaaaarrrrrrlleeeeeey." He whispered. "Harls, wake up pumpkin." She opened her eyes and yawned. "Hmmm, uh, puddin', what wrong? Did batman find us?" She sat up. "No Harls, no he didn't." He brushed her hair out of her eyes. God, she had beautiful eyes! Joker thought. What?! What are you saying?! He shook his head to clear his mind. "Oh Harls, I found ya wittle notepad." Harleys eye shot open. "Ohmygosh! Mistah J, it's not what ya think-" her words broke of with his kiss, it was their first kiss, and it certainly wasn't going to be their last! "Yeah, sure it's not." He said sarcastically. Harley rolled her eyes. "Oh come here you!" And grabbed him, throwing him into the bed with her.