Chapter 7:
After leaving the hospital and not having any more run ins with her father Harley and Han headed back to the hotel. "Hey where you two been? We've been banging on the door for like forty-five minutes!" Twinkie said.
"Hospital. Tori and Blake were in an accident." Harley said.
"Are they ok?" Neela asked.
Harley nodded. "Yeah they'll be fine." Harley looked to Han and he took the papers from inside his jacket pocket. "Dad signed them." She said.
"That's great!" Twinkie grabbed her in a hug. "You can come back with us."
Harley waited for Twink to release her and then smiled sadly at them. "I have to stay, just for a little while longer. Tori's going to move with me after our eighteenth birthday."
The three remained silent. "Guys say something." Han said.
Sean coughed. "Can't you come back with us now and she can come later. I mean what are you going to do here?"
Harley sighed. "Move into my own place for the time being. I can't leave Tor here, god only knows what my father will do to her. He's been lying to her for years and he never wanted me. I mean what's to say he doesn't start hitting her."
"What would make you think he'd hit her?" Neela asked.
"He tried to hit Harley today, but I wasn't going to stand there and let him." Han said wrapping his arm around her waist.
"Well then you do what you gotta do." Twink said patting her shoulder.
"Yeah we're there when you need us." Neela said. Sean nodded his agreement.
Harley smiled. "Thanks." After that they went out and had lunch and decided to do a little sight seeing. The beach was the first stop and then a few other places that Harley wanted to show them. After that it started to get dark and they headed back to the hotel.
Hotel That Night:
Harley lay snuggled into Han's side looking over her emancipation documents, while Han gently held her to him as his hand ran along her bicep up and down soothingly. "What's on your mind?" Han asked her softly.
They had been sitting like this is silence for almost an hour and a half. "He never wanted me and…and I just don't understand. I never did anything." She said softly. "And the only reason he didn't want me to stay in Tokyo was you."
Han sighed. "Unfortunately baby I don't know why your father is the way he is. But it's his loss. You have Tori and me and you still have Johnny."
Harley smiled and set her papers on the nightstand next to her. "How is he?" She asked cuddling deeper into his side and he reached across taking one of her small hands in his slightly larger ones.
"Ok. He stopped by to have the fuel filter in his car looked at a few weeks back and he seemed to be doing ok."
"He treated me more like a daughter then my own father ever did. I miss him." Harley said softly.
Han kissed her temple lightly. "You'll see him as soon as you get back. I know he misses you, he told me if I saw you before he did to give you a hug from him."
"I never got it." Harley grinned.
Han squeezed her lightly. "That's from him."
"Sap." She giggled.
Han smiled. "Yeah but only around you."
"And I love it. So when are you guys leaving?" Harley asked.
Han groaned. "Unfortunately, tomorrow baby I'm sorry."
Harley looked up into his eyes and smiled gently. "Don't worry k? Everything'll be fine I promise I'm fine."
"I know but you are going to be living alone." Han said.
Harley shrugged. "I can be alone. I'll do fine alone you watch and see."
"Maybe Neela should stay." Han suggested.
"Han she has a life in Tokyo, a boyfriend, a job…"
"And you don't?" Han questioned hotly.
Harley sighed. "Baby I didn't mean it like that. I mean I was ripped away from my home I don't want to make Neela suffer through that to. It sucks here."
"Yeah I know and I shouldn't just suggest her staying without asking her first." Han chuckled.
Harley smiled. "You wont ask at all. Right?" She said in a very assertive voice.
Han nodded and kissed her temple again. "Right."
"So it's your last night here huh?" Harley said smirking to herself.
"Yeah like I said unfortunately."
"Well how 'bout one more night of romping before I send you back for the next three months alone in Tokyo?" Harley said grinning at him seductively as she sat up and started to unzip her sweater jacket she had put on after getting chilly.
Han chuckled and watched her remove the jacket and throw it to the floor and started to work out of her tank top until she was kneeling on the bed beside him in a bra and her jeans and whatever lye underneath the material. "I wanna fuck you so…"
"Fucking is for one night stands, sex is for committed relationships and making love is for people in love." Harley corrected him as she pulled a leg over his waist and straddled him to the bed.
Han nodded obediently. "I'm sorry. I want to make love to you so bad I can't see straight." He said grinning.
Harley smiled as she leaned in and met his lips in a light kiss. "I'm as rough as the next person, but just don't say what we do is fucking. It makes me feel I dunno used I guess."
"I'm sorry baby. I wont say it again. I'm still working out a few kinks in this whole relationship thing." Han said as his finger lightly played over her smooth abdominal flesh.
Harley smirked. "I like a little kink." She said huskily, without even thinking twice about it she started to undo his button and zipper on his jeans.
Han chuckled softly as he watched her hands work on their own accord. "I know you do baby."
"You know what I like?" Harley asked playfully.
Han reached up with a hand and smoothed some hair behind her ear that was falling in to her eyes. "Of course I know what you like." He answered quietly.
"Are you going to make this a night I'll never forget?" Harley grinned.
"If that's what you want me to do." Han replied teasingly. Harley dragged his jeans down his legs scooting down along his legs to remove them. She pulled his feet out of each leg and through the pants behind her haphazardly.
Crawling over him and sitting back on his hips she grinned. "I need something to keep me warm at night when you aren't there. Memories are all I have." She said teasingly.
"Well tell me which memories you normally think about and I'll do other stuff so you have a variety to chose from at night when you're all alone in bed."
"Thinking of you." Harley put in grinning at him. "The first time we were together…"
After breaking from the heavy passionate kiss Harley realized how close Han was holding her. "I should go." Harley said softly.
"Don't."
"Han we're already risking getting caught." Harley whispered. "You need to let me go. I need to go home."
"No. Don't. Please stay." He whispered kissing her ear softly and gently nipping at the lobe. Harley's knees started to buckle.
"D-don't do…that…" She whimpered softly. "Please." She begged.
Han chuckled releasing her ear from between his lips and teeth and trailing wet butterflies kisses down her neck to her shoulder. "I see I've come across a weak spot."
"Not weak. Never weak." Harley mumbled not able to form proper sentences.
"Then why are you still standing here?" Han whispered.
"You wont…uh…you're holding me." Harley groaned as his lips started to work over her jaw and chin.
Han grinned against her skin as he bent down to her other shoulder and worked his lips along the exposed flesh. "You could've broken my hold by now if you really wanted to." He whispered against her skin.
Harley shiver at his hot breathe on her cooled skin. "Hey Han! Man come…" Han and Harley broke apart abruptly. Twinkie came threw the door smiling and then his face dropped. "Awe man. Uh sorry."
"No Twink what's up?" Han asked quickly turning to the younger kid. He had cornrows and wore a white bandana over his head, dark blue baggy jeans and a white t-shirt.
"I'm interrupting the cake can wait." Twinkie started back inside and then looked at the girl who seemed flustered. "Harley right?" He asked.
Harley visibly stiffened. "Yeah."
"We have math together. I'm Twinkie." He said sticking out his hand to the girl. Harley shook it trying to relax.
"I should probably actually get going. It was nice to meet you Twinkie." Harley said smiling at him forcibly.
Han grabbed her arm before she left. "Twink I'll be in shortly I just need to have a word with Harley for a minute."
"Oh ok man, well hurry the ladies are waitin." Twinkie grinned but it wasn't evilly cause he had this beaming boyesque quality to him.
Han nodded and Twinkie went back inside. "You can't go." Han said softly.
Harley looked at him and almost glared but thought better of it. He didn't mean it to be controlling she knew that. "Last I checked I'm a person with free will."
"We need to talk some more, about this." Han said pointing between them once.
Harley snorted. "This?" She asked sarcastically. "You didn't even want this a little while ago."
"I did. I do. I want you. I don't understand why if it's so wrong why it feels so right to be with you." Han said bitterly at her response.
Harley crossed her arms over her chest and he released his grip on her arm gently. "Ok. We'll talk."
Han smiled softly at her and his hand lightly skimmed over her long brown locks. "Meet me in the basement."
"You aren't some cereal killer are you?" Harley asked jokingly.
Han chuckled. "No my rooms in the basement. I like my privacy."
"I bet you do." Harley muttered.
"What?" Han asked her.
Harley shrugged. "Nothing." She said softly.
"Harley what?" He asked again more intently this time.
"It's just…just I'm not some race skank that you can just…"
"I know that. Is that what you think I want you for. Sex?" Han asked.
Harley sighed. "I don't know."
Han breathed a heavy weighted sigh and then cupped her face in his hands. "We'll talk about this, just I need to rap up this party." Han said softly.
Harley nodded and took her head from his hands and walked away and into the building. Making her way through the crowd of scantily clad girls and young teen guys looking to get some she made it down to the main garage and found the stairs to the basement.
"Hey! Where ya going?" She looked behind her and smiled and Twinkie.
"I have to be heading home soon and I smell like a bar. My mom will kill me. So Han said I could use his private bathroom to clean up in." Harley said not even sure if Han had a private bathroom.
Twinkie nodded. "Oh ok. Well see you at school."
"Uh not that I mind but why are you talking to me now? I mean we've been schooling together for about two years now." Harley asked.
Twinkie nodded. "Sorry 'bout that. But any friend of Han's is a friend of mine."
"What makes you think I'm his friend?" Harley asked.
"Look I dunno what's going on with you two, but it's your guys' business and I'm just going to stay out of it."
Harley nodded. "Thank you, but there isn't anything going on between us."
Twinkie nodded. "Ok. Later." Twinkie walked away, Harley was certain so she couldn't interrogate him anymore and she made her way down into the basement. Walking along the dimly lit hall she could tell that this was probably a redone basement. There were walls sectioned off, a bathroom, a bedroom both decent sized and Han even had a laundry room.
Choosing to go into his room she looked around. It was mostly plain white walls a big bed in the corner, deep red carpet that matched the dark black on the satin comforter on the bed. His dresser was on a wall by itself and he had a flat screen TV mounted on the wall directly across from his bed. There was a nightstand by the bed with a lamp on it and she flicked the light switch and a light came on over the room. She walked over to his dresser and pulled open the fourth drawer down.
"Bingo." She whispered to herself and pulled out one of his sweaters. If she was going to be down here in the cold basement she was going to help herself to one of his black sweater jackets.
She slipped into it not caring that it was huge on her and walked out of the room after closing the drawer again. She went into the bathroom and found the mirror. 'I probably look awful.' She thought as she walked over and glanced in the mirror. Her hair was lightly tossed from the wind but nothing horrible and her lips were slightly swollen from his mouths assault on hers, but nothing overly so.
"Didn't take you the type for stealing." Harley whirled around from the mirror.
"I haven't stolen anything. I'm borrowing and I plan to give it back before I leave. I'm just cold." Harley threw back at him as he leaned on the doorframe into the bathroom.
Han nodded. "Come on." He walked down the hall and Harley followed as he walked into his room. A thought hit her as she looked at his bed. 'I wonder how many girls have actually been between those sheets.' "I keep asking myself if I believe in destiny or fate and if it's true then why it's so cruel."
"What do you mean?" Harley asked as she leaned on the doorframe into his room while he took up a seat on the end of his bed.
Han looked up at her. "Because something is drawing me to you and it's wrong."
"We've already established its wrongness." Harley said rolling her eyes.
"I know. I've been thinking lately that maybe it could work between us. Maybe we could wait for your eighteenth birthday."
Harley sighed. "I don't think I could wait that long."
"I don't know what else to do Harley. I want you around I want to be with you. Hell I've never felt like this, but you're sixteen. It's illegal." Han said frustrated.
Harley looked down at her feet that were clad in black converse. "Who has to know?" She asked softly. "I mean I am sixteen I can make decisions for myself, screw the law."
"Are you suggesting we have a hidden relationship?" He asked incredulously.
"I don't know." Harley said softly. "I don't know what made me kiss you that day, but I won't lie and say I didn't like it. That I didn't want too. That I don't want a relationship with you."
Han stood and walked over towards her. "I want you."
"But I'm not going to be another notch in your belt and if that's all you want tell me now, stop trying to butter me…" Harley lost her words on his lips as he swooped in for a hard passionate flaming kiss.
Han broke away his thumb lightly stroking her jaw as he looked into her eyes. "I want more then sex with you. I want a life with you. Which is so far beyond me and I don't understand so there must be a destiny for all of us. One person that we're supposed to end up with. And I think I've found her. I think I love you."
Harley's mouth fell open in shock and she couldn't help spluttering for a reply. "L…L…Love me?" She asked. "I was going for strongly liking, but love?" She asked again incredulously.
"I think that's what it is, but I can't be sure I've never been in love." Han said. "Whatever I feel for you I've never felt before. It's foreign to me and I don't understand."
Harley smiled at him. "Don't tell that to all the girls you've had in that bed, they might get upset." She joked trying to lighten the mood.
Han chuckled softly resting his forehead against hers. "It's the truth. They didn't matter to me, they were…"
"Sex." Harley finished for him after he trailed off.
Han nodded. "Yeah. But you, you matter to me."
"You matter to me too." Han gave her another kiss and she broke away slightly and his lips latched onto her neck like a leech. "Oh…" She moaned as her hands came up to the back of his head and ran lightly through his hair.
Han pulled her into the room and reached over and shut the door all without leaving her neck. "Will you stay?" He whispered questioningly against her neck.
Harley sighed contently while his lips worked her skin sending a rush of warmth threw her. "Yeah." She breathed into his ear as she leaned in lightly and placed a tender kiss to his ear. "Han I've never…"
"We don't have…"
"I want to. With you." She breathed blissfully as his lips continued their ministrations on her neck.
Han broke from her neck and found her lips taking them in his devouring them lustfully. "If it's what you want." He whispered against her lips.
Harley nodded brushing his lips with hers lightly as they were so close. "I do."
"We can go slow." Han said gently slipping his jacket off her body. "Remind me to never wash that again." He teased her. "It smells like you now."
Harley giggled her voice harsh but palpable. "I got my perfume from Victoria secret, along with a few other things. It's strawberry you like it?" She asked him in a seductive voice.
"I love it." Han grinned walking back towards the bed bringing her with him. Han sat himself on the edge of the bed and Harley propped herself in his lap a leg on either side of his like saddling a horse. "Are you absolutely sure? I mean wouldn't you be more comfortable doing this with someone your own age?" Han said nervously.
Harley's hands ran up his arms, over his shoulder and grabbed either side of his neck tenderly as she pulled him forward bringing his lips to hers. In a soft kiss she could hear the delicate moan come from deep within Han's throat. "Ugh boys. No thanks." She said jokingly. " Why have a boy when I can have a man?" She asked smirking at him.
Han grinned at her as he brought her lips to him and kissed her senseless. His hands started to undo the zipper on the side of her leather-pleated skirt. Harley broke the kiss and stood from his lap and let the skirt fall to the floor and she stepped out of her shoes at the same time. Smiling seductively she sat in Han's lap again and started kissing his neck while he unbuttoned his own shirt and shrugged it off throwing it to the floor.
His chest was smooth, tan and muscled like Harley had pictured it so many times in training. And now her hands got free roam of the flesh and she was in heaven. Their kisses increased desperately and before Harley knew it her low-cut plugging neckline top was on the floor with her skirt and she was laying in the middle of Han's been in only a red bra and matching panties.
Han was leaned over her kissing down her neck to her shoulder. Harley held one hand on the back of his head while her leg wrapped around his lower back urging him forward. Her free hand started working the fasteners of his pants and when they were undone she used her feet to push the jean material down his legs and he kicked out of them and then landed in the pile on the floor.
"Han it's cold down here." Harley whispered kissing his ear lightly. Han sat up disconnecting his lips from her neck and he gently pulled the comforter and sheets down without moving her and adjusted so they lay under instead of on top of them.
"Better?" He whispered back to kissing her neck.
Harley sighed contently and nodded. "Much." She replied softly. Harley felt Han's hands running along her side and then it dipped behind her and undid the clasp of her bra. He sat up pulling a leg over her petite frame keeping his weight off her and he gently guided the straps down her long arms.
When the garment was removed he lay atop her keeping his weight on his forearms and gently he placed open mouth kisses down the center of her torso stopping at her breasts. Han gently suckled her fully developed plump breast into his mouth eliciting a moan of pleasure from her lips so he continued to gently lick teasingly around the nipple.
Letting out a low groan Harley's fingers found their way to Han's hair and casually glided through the dark length as his fantastic mouth continued it's attack on her breast shortly switching to give the other the same attention. Getting lost in the sensations Han was causing in her body she didn't even notice has hand creep down and slip under her red lace panties till his fingers lightly brushed against her.
"Mmm…" Harley moaned softly as he gently stroked over her warm opening for a moment and then slipped his two fingers inside her body. Han detached himself from her breast and carried his lazy lips back to hers and kissed her with desire and lust his fingers never wavering from her center.
Harley let her hands fall from Han's hair to his shoulder and her nails dug in as his fingers hit a spot she never even knew existed pumping in and out. Feeling like she'd explode Harley dug her nails deeper into Han's shoulders and he broke the kiss they had stayed locked in panting as he also pulled his hand from her panties. "I was…soooo close…" Harley whined opening her eyes she saw Han smirking at her and she grinned back.
"Don't worry I'll take good care of you." He said huskily.
"Well you better get to caring cause you haven't taken me yet." Harley threw back teasingly.
Han chuckled and leaned in to kiss her as his hand took hold of her flimsy panties. Harley heard a tare and gasped and looked down and saw that Han was pulling her panties out from under the blanket and throwing them to the floor.
"I needed those." Harley said grinning at him.
"Oh well." Han said cockily leaning in and taking her lips in a kiss. Harley should've felt nervous or self-conscious but she didn't. She was comfortable with Han. Harley felt her bottom lip being sucked in to Han's mouth and he nibbled it lightly and she opened her mouth to him and his tongue dipped in greeting hers as he searched out every crevice in her mouth.
Harley moaned his name and whimpered when he broke away from her swollen lips again. "Do you intend to keep torturing me?" Harley pouted.
Han grinned and shook his head. "No. But you need to learn patience." He teased her.
"Yes Sensei." Harley said in a playfully obedient manor.
Han rolled his eyes and leaned in to her neck and latched onto the skin planning on leaving a nice bruise. Harley groaned and writhed beneath him feeling her desires grow with ever touch and caress of his mechanic's hands on her body. Sick of being the only one completely naked Harley used her feet to push the waistband of his boxers down and Han shimmied out of them.
"Han?" Harley whispered.
He pulled away from her neck. "What? Something wrong?" He asked quickly.
Harley shook her head to reassure him and smiled sweetly. Her hands trailed up his torso gently till she reached his shoulders. "No marks." She said realizing what he was trying to do sucking on her neck like that.
"What?" Han asked bummed out.
"I don't want my mom to see them." Harley whispered caressing his cheek softly.
Han smirked deviously. "So you can have them just somewhere your mom won't see them." He said matter oh factly.
Harley giggled and nodded. "Ok I guess." She said softly. Han leaned in kissing her as he reached over to his side table (nightstand) and opened the drawer. When he showed her what he retrieved Harley laughed lightly. "Nice to know you are prepared."
"Always." Han grinned opening the small square package.
"What, don't want any little Han's running around?" She mocked him playfully.
Han chuckled and threw the wrapper on his nightstand. "Not particularly no. Now anyways." He emphasized.
Harley kissed his cheek and he turned and caught her lips in a passionate kiss as he positioned himself between her legs. "I love you Han." Harley whispered. She knew she did, she felt it deep in her gut, the initial thought of loving someone had scared her, but he was being so gentle with her.
Han broke away from her lips lightly and smiled at her. "I love you too." He said and took her lips in another kiss as he started to ease himself into her body. "This'll hurt a little." Han breathed against her lips.
"Can't be any worse then breaking your arm in two places after attempting to skateboard down a half-pipe with no experience." Harley replied smirking on his lips. Harley wrapped her arms around him and his gently groped her hair until he felt a small resistance from her body.
"Ready?" He asked.
Harley grinned at him. "Don't make me beg you." She said slyly.
Han kissed her hard on the lips as he pulled out a little and pushed back in breaking her barrier. Harley let out a small shriek into his mouth and arched up a little into his body, but she had been right, that didn't even compare to broken bones. Coming back down from the small pain she felt she broke away from his lips and sighed blissfully at the fact that she was happy in that moment.
"You ok?" Han whispered kissing her cheek to her ear and nibbling a little on the soft flesh.
Harley smiled. "Yep! Never been better." She breathed. Han shook his head disbelievingly as he smirked at her and then started to rock himself in and out of her. It felt incredible being held in his arms as they continued moving together. Harley was very aware that if anyone ever found out it could mean trouble but she didn't care. Age was a number. Who you fall in love with can't be helped.
If it wasn't for the small fact that they were in Han's basement Harley would think people could hear their moans and groans as they continued long into their night of passion. "Han…" Harley whispered as he caressed her neck with his immaculate mouth.
Long into the hour Harley could feel herself coming to her end. Her legs were wrapped tight around Han's waist holding him in place as he moved in and out of her body in quickened strokes. "You're beautiful." Han whispered as he broke from her neck and his lips found hers again and he kissed her long and hard. Harley felt Han's hand lightly skim the side of her breast and that was her unraveling and her whole body exploded in heat. She was on fire straight to her toes and she arched her back breaking there kiss as she called out his name.
Han mumbled her name as he held her to him and he to hit his climax. Harley fell down to the bed panting and exhausted. Han lay his head on her chest and lay still. Harley gently ran her fingers threw his hair and sighed contently as she lay still held in his arms.
Disturbing her happiness Han moved off her and rolled to the side removing the condom he had used and tossed it in the trash on the other side of his bed. He turned back to Harley and gathered her in his arms holding her back against his chest spooning them together.
Han lightly ran his fingers over her abdomen and she sighed softly. "I really do need to learn patience." Harley mumbled her eyes drifting shut.
"I told you I'd take good care of you." Han said kissing the nape of her neck and she moaned softly.
"I can't wait to explain this to my shrink in thirty years, when I am having hot flashes and serious mood swings." Harley giggled. "I bet you the initial consensus will be that I 'have daddy issues.'" She snorted sarcastically using air quotes.
"Daddy issues?" Han asked.
"My dad hates me. I'm a troublemaker compared to my perfect princess twin sister Tori." Harley said softly.
"You have a twin?"
"Yeah. But we don't talk. She lives in California with my dad and I live here with my mom." Haley said yawning.
Han continued to gently scratch her abdomen causing a tickling sensation through her skin and Harley smiled sleepily. "Something I didn't know about you." He whispered.
"Well we have time to share." Harley yawned again.
Han nodded kissing the nape of her neck again and raised his hand from her abdomen to just above her breasts. "First…" He trailed off and Harley could hear the smirk in his voice. "Can I mark here?" He asked trailing his finger down the valley between her breasts and stopping.
"I wear low cut shirts." Harley mumbled.
"Ok, here." He said his finger trailing to her right hip.
"Low cut bottoms." Harley grinned yawning.
Han dipped his head under the blankets and Harley felt him roll her slightly and his finger drew an X on her inner left thigh. She smirked as his lips connected to her skin and he started sucking desperate to leave a bruise to mark his territory. A few minutes passed and he came up crawling up her body and got just millimeters from her lips. "There I put it somewhere she'll never know." Han grinned triumphantly.
Harley smirked and leaned up kissing him lightly on the lips. "Whatever makes you happy." She glanced over at his clock on the nightstand and her eyes bugged out of her head. "Shit!" She yelled and scrambled to get out of the bed.
"What?" Han asked incredulously as she got out from under him in a hurry grabbing her bra off the floor.
"It's two a.m. TWO A.M.! I am so dead." She grabbed her skirt slipping it on thankfully it was one of the slightly longer barley there ones she owned.
Han chuckled softly. "Relax."
"Han you don't know my mother. She's lenient, but my curfew is one a.m. and anytime after that and she is sitting on the edge of her seat holding the phone her thumb hanging over the nine." Harley said.
Han's eyes went wide and he scrambled out of bed grabbing his boxers. "Use my phone call her and tell her you lost track of time." Han said grabbing for his jeans and slipping them on over his boxers.
Harley slipped her shirt over her head and then ran out of the room and into his bathroom and fixed her hair and the smudged lips gloss trailing down to her chin. "So dead." She mumbled to herself. She tucked her hair behind her ears and ran back into Han's room and he tossed her his cell.
Slipping into her shoes she dialed her house. "Hello?" Came the worried answer.
"Mom! Hey!"
"Harley where the hell have you been?" Her mother shrieked.
Harley winced. "Sorry mom. I lost track of time I was just hanging out with some friends."
"Friends? What friends?" Her mother asked.
"Us this guy from school. His name is uh…uh Twinkie!" how could she forget his name in less then a few hours. She'd have to work on that.
"Uh huh I don't buy it." Her mom said angrily.
"I swear. I'll be home in a few though."
"You are not walking the streets of Tokyo alone at two a.m." Her mother said.
"Ok I'll get a cab." Harley said.
"I'll just come pick you up." Her mother said.
"No!" Harley almost shouted.
"No?" Beth asked irritated. "Why not?"
Harley sighed and threw a silent temper tantrum as she contemplated what she had to say. "Cause I'm not exactly where I said I'd be."
"Where are you?" Beth asked in an eerily calm voice.
"By the docks. Look I'll just get a cab."
"Oh Harley you are in so much trouble when you get home."
"I know. I'll see you in a bit mom." Harley hung up and tossed Han his phone. "I'm dead."
Han sighed. "I'll drive you home."
"No you don't have to. I can get a…"
"I'd feel better doing it." Han said he walked over and took her hand and they started out of his room. Harley and him made their way up into the garage and over to his car parked just outside the bay doors.
TBC…
