So it has been a while and I hope you guys haven't forgotten about this story. This chapter is just kinda a filler until we get to the next one. I'm really excited about the next one so hurry and review so I can get to working on it!

7

When your drunk your bound to fall.

Harley stood in the middle of Barry's office with her mouth hanging open. "What did you just call me?" She hissed at him hopping that she had heard him wrong.

"Harleen." He said again.

Nope didn't hear him wrong. Harley slammed both hands down on his desk and leaned in really close to the sitting man's face. "If you ever. Ever call me that again I will dig out your eyes with my 8 inch heel. Got me."

"I-I didn't mean it that way Harley. It just slipped." He said as he moved his face farther away from hers. Her lips turned up a little she giggled. "Well let's not slip again, shall we?" He nodded quickly.

"To be such a hard ass you don't seem so intimidating when you tremble to a girl. You should really work on that." She whispered as she pushed herself from his desk and headed towards the door. "Like I said Barry I will call you when I feel like working." She pulled the door open harshly before walking out and slamming it behind her.

When she reached the bar she felt a strong hard hand grab her by her shoulder. Quickly she turned to see that Croc was standing behind her. "Can't let ya leave Harl. Sorry."

Walking her over to a booth Croc pushed her in on side and sat next to her. "What is this all about?" She asked in a sharp tone.
"Just sit." So she did.

'Thud thud thud thud.' Each finger dropped on the dirty wooden table one right after the other. The loud music blared around her and the smell of alcohol and sweat surrounded her. Then right when she decided she was going to loose her mind she saw him.
They locked eyes.

Her ocean blue eyes were swallowed by his deep green orbs, she could see the deep black circles around his eyes even behind the faded grease paint and the way he looked at her as though he could destroy and consume her all at once. Her heart beat stopped completely.
He slowly slid in to the booth and settled right in front of Harley. "Croc leave." She felt the booth shake and groan as he removed himself from their presence.
When he was completely out of sight and they were completely alone he spoke. "What are you doing here? I told you to take the night off."
"Its 5:30." She said crossing her legs under the table. Watching the way his noise and between his eyebrows crinkle when he glared at her she smiled. "And I do have the night off. I made sure of that."

Slowly she watched his features relax. He placed both gloved hands on the table as he started to get out of the booth; quickly Harley placed her thin pail hands on top of his. "Wait." She said getting his attention, slowly he sat slid back to where he was.
"What?" He hissed at her. She just smiled and stroked his gloved hand with her long red finger nail.

"Well you look like you've had a long day. How about I buy you a drink." She didn't get an immediate reaction but she could see him thinking about it. Then a dark eye brow shot up. "Harley if I didn't know any better I would say you're trying to flirt with me."

She giggled and bit her lower lip. "Ill be right back." She said slowly pulling her fingers away from his hands and sliding out of the booth.
One drink turned into two and two turned into twenty. By the time they reached Harley's apartment she was already covered in white and red paint from her head to her neck line. When he opened the door he quickly rid himself of his trench coat with out disturbing Harley who was sucking harshly at his neck with both hands in his messy hair.

Pulling away for air Harley looked up at him. "Sorry I made us miss our dinner reservations." She started to unbutton his deep blue shirt while he led her backwards toward her bedroom. His grip returned to her hips when he spoke. "You will make it up to me." He said darkly as he leaned down kissed her roughly.

When she felt her back hit the door to her room she quickly started to grab at the door knob while Joker was busy trying to pull off his shirt while still pressed hard against her. When she managed to get the door open she felt herself falling back. Landing with a thud she giggled. "Oww." She propped herself up by her elbows as she kicked off her heels with her feet.
Looking down confused he raised an eye brow. "Why are you down there Harley? I wasn't done with you."

Smiling darkly up at him she placed on bare foot on his knee. "I'm not really sure." She paused letting her foot slide slowly up his thigh. "But I think I like it down here." She ran her foot over the overly obvious boldge in his pants, when he hissed she giggled and continued. "I think you should come down here with me. "

And without having to ask again he was hands and knees on the floor hovering over her body smiling darkly at her. "Better?" Harley bit her lip before pushing her hips hard against his and grabbing his hair to pull him closer. He growled when she licked the rim of his ear. "Much."

'zzzzzzzzzzzzzz'

Harley pulled back a moment to look up at Joker. "What was that?" She asked looking around the room for the source of the buzzing.

'zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz'

"Shit." She heard him breath as he quickly got up from on top of her and walked out of the room.
"WHAT!" She heard him shout. Rolling her eyes she slowly got to her knees and crawled over to her bed. Standing she placed both hands on the mattress, the whole room spun around her. Closing her eyes she slowly crawled up onto the mattress and lay on her back.
She could still hear him screaming at the phone but after a while it started to grow dimmer and dimmer till finally everything went silent. She had fallen asleep.

Blood dripped on the linoleum as she held her face. Black makeup mixed with her tears ran down her hand combining with the deep crimson. Slowly she let get hand drop. There she stood in front of the mirror covered in her own blood watching the deep red river flow from her noise.
"Harley." Her voice danced around the room before a heavy beating shook the door.

"HARLEY!" She jumped as she opened her eyes. There in the darkness she could see two deep green eyes staring right back at her.
"You ever shot a gun?" His deep voice asked in the darkness.

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