Shattered

By: Hope

Author's Note: Hey guys :) Thanks to everyone that read the first chapter. Im so glad you liked it. I'm super excited about where this story is going. I have a ton of ideas for this story so the chapters are super easy to write. I'm going to try to update as frequently as I can. Chapter 3 & 4 should be up by this weekend. Maybe earlier. I also just posted the final chapter of my other story, Drink You Away. So, check that out.

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in Suits.

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She stood at the door. Donna couldn't remember how long she had been standing there. She was waiting until she had the nerve to actually knock. The nerve hadn't come yet. She was glad he lived on the penthouse and no one saw her. She was a mess. She wasn't wearing any shoes. Her French manicured toes peaked out under the dress. She was still wearing her wedding dress which she was convinced running around in this counted as a day at the gym. She didn't understand why this thing weighed so damn much. It had probably been about an hour or so since she left the church. She didn't have her phone but she knew there was probably a search party looking for her.

Her hair, which was previously in curls, was now wet from the pouring rain. She assumed she looked like a wet rat. She hadn't looked in the mirror but she knew her makeup was messed up.

She was officially a runaway bride. She didn't realize this was actually a thing. Did a lot of brides do this? Was this a frequent occurrence? The only other runaway bride she knew was Julia Roberts in that movie. Julia Roberts knew how to runaway. She always looked good doing it. She definitely didn't look like a wet rat.

Donna wished she would have talked this out with one of her sisters or Rachel or Louis. She should have thought about all the repercussions this one impulse decision would have on her life and everyone else's.

Truthfully, she should have talked this out with her would be groom and now Donna hater, Marshall. She should have told him about her concerns. Everything happened so fast.

When she sat in the limo, the driver asked her where she wanted to go. She wasn't sure. She couldn't go home. Her home was his home too. When Mario, the driver, asked for an address, this was the first thing that came out of her mouth.

Donna needed a drink. Or two. Or seven.

He probably wasn't even home. But how would she know? She hadn't had the balls to knock. Donna decided to suck it up and finally make her move. Part of her hoped he wasn't home. She knew this was going to be awkward.

As Donna went to knock on the door, it flew open which shocked them both. Harvey was on his cellphone, looking frantic. He was in the middle of putting on his jacket when he saw her.

"Jessica" Harvey said, his mouth still open in shock, " I'll call you back"

Harvey and Donna stood still, staring at each other.

It was Friday night and instead of going out, like Harvey wanted, he decided he would go to the library. Their first Ethics test was Monday and he needed to study. He needed an A. It had been about three weeks since Donna Paulsen came into his life. Well, into his school. She sat next to him in Ethics every week and they had begun to form a friendship which Scottie had hated. He still didn't know much about Donna. She was a bit mysterious which made him want to know her more.

Harvey walked into to the Harvard Law School Library. There weren't many students here. Most looked shocked to see Harvey Specter in here at 8pm on a Friday night. Harvey walked in the back to find a table. As he walked through the shelves of books, he noticed a familiar red head in the corner of the aisles. She was sitting on the carpeted floor with her notebooks and textbooks lying around her. She was far enough back that no one would notice her if they weren't paying attention. Harvey made his way back to where she was sitting.

"The library on a Friday night?" Harvey asked, scaring her as she looked up, "Nerd"

Donna rolled her eyes, " I didn't even think you knew how to get here. These are books" she pointed, " If you didn't know"

Harvey removed his bag and sat it on the ground next to hers. He took a seat on the floor with her.

"Very funny" Harvey fake chucked, "Studying for Gerard's test?"

Donna nodded, " What are you doing here?"

Harvey noticed this was the first time Donnas' red locks were up in a ponytail. She always left it down in class. She was wearing a white tank top. Her navy sweater was discarded next to her.

"Would you believe me if I said the same thing?" Harvey asked, taking out his notes and textbooks as well

Donna shrugged and said, " I'm just the new girl. What do I know about anyone here?"

"Are you.. liking it here?" Harvey asked her. They hadn't really had many serious conversations. It was mostly law talk and making fun of Gerard's Huxtable sweaters.

"It's.. different" Donna said, taking a few minutes to find the right words, " You aren't going to the party everyone was talking about?"

Harvey nodded his head no, " I really have to ace this test"

Donna smiled, she knew how he felt. She needed to ace this test too. It was her first test at Harvard. She needed to start off in the right way.

Harvey looked to where Donna had colored note cards sprawled out on the carpet, "What's that?"

"My note cards to study. I know its lame but it's my system" Donna explained.

"Do you mind if I sit here and study with you?" Harvey asked, he thought maybe her note cards could help him. He was awful at studying. He had the habit of getting distracted. He also didn't mind the opportunity to spend time with Donna. There was something about her he liked.

After about an hour of quizzing each other using Donnas' system of note cards, they both decided to take a break before their brain exploded Harvey had gotten some snacks out of the vending machine as they sat on the floor.

Donna opened the bag of Doritos and offered some to Harvey. He stuck his hand in the bag, taking out a few chips.

"So, are you making any friends?" Harvey asked Donna, as he shared his M&M's.

Donna shrugged, "Not really. Most people just talk to me to figure out why and how I transferred here but.. I'm not really here to make friends. Ya know?"

Harvey nodded, understanding what she meant," I saw you with Louis Litt the other day. Are you guys close?"

Donna smirked, he paid attention to her, " He's in most of my classes so we talk. He's really nice. He hates you though"

Harvey laughed, " The feeling is mutual. We are just super competitive"

"Everyone here is" Donna observed, " I like being here. The education and what it can do for my future is amazing but the people.. I can do without them"

"They aren't that bad" Harvey tried to justify, but she was right, "They're a little entitled"

"A little?" Donna asked, wide eyed, as she took a sip of her Coke, " There's a guy in my class whose family named and donated the library"

"It's Harvard" Harvey said, throwing the empty bag of candy in the trash

"You aren't like that" Donna observed, stretching out her leg, " You don't act like them"

"You don't really know me" Harvey shot back

"That's true. I don't" Donna agreed, pushing her lips together, " But I'm pretty observant. I notice things"

" I'm not like the other students" Harvey confessed, he wasn't sure why he was saying this. He didn't tell this to anyone, " I think everything has to be earned no matter who you are or what your last name is"

Harvey closed his book, "Let's go to the party"

Donna shook her head, " I don't-"

"We go to the party. We have a few drinks. You mingle and see that some of us aren't as bad as you think. You avoid the douchebags that give Harvard a bad name. I'll point them out" Harvey tells her, standing up from the seat on the floor. He offers her hand, " We come back to the library on Sunday"

Donna looked reluctant to agree. She wasn't sure what she had to say to anyone at the party.

"I won't leave your side" Harvey promised, seeing the fear in her eyes, "and I won't let anyone be mean to you" he joked.

Donna reached out and connected her hand with Harvey's.

"I'll give it a shot" Donna agreed, "If it sucks, I'll just drink more"

"That's a fucking fantastic plan, Donna Paulsen" Harvey laughed, as he carried her bag after stuffing her textbooks and notebooks in it.

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