Author's Thoughts I definitely thinking that every chapter will be a song title. It started off as a fluke and then it was a joke to me but now it just seems right. I'm also thinking of making it more than one story. Do it in book for or something. This is getting longer than I thought.

Harley sat at her usual table at the Iceberg Lounge and drummed her fingers. It was 8:27. He was late. He didn't call. He didn't send a waitress over with an apology. He didn't care. Harley sighed. "This sucks."

"What's a pretty girl like you doing all alone?"

Harley looked up hoping to see Joker but instead she found Edward Nigma. She smiled politely and shrugged.

Eddie took a seat and smiled back at her. "I'm guessing you're waiting for someone."

"Yeah. But it seems he ain't showing," she replied, tears filling her eyes.

"His loss. He's missing out on one killer dress," Eddie joked.

Harley smiled a little. "It ain't that great."

"On the contrary, it's a knockout," he argued. "Get up and give me a spin."

She stood up and did a little twirl and he whistled. She sat back down and smoothed out her red mini dress.

"You're too kind," she said.

" Just trying to make you feel better," he told her. "So, Joker then?" He didn't have to ask. He knew. Everyone knew.

"Yepperz," she replied sadly.

Before Eddie could say anything there was a commotion at the door. Both he and Harley looked over that way and weren't surprised to see Joker arguing with the hostess.

"Mr. Joker sir, you can't bring them in here. Mr. Cobblepot will kill me!" she pleaded.

Joker continued to walk into the club, hyenas pulling him. "Sorry, they seem to want to join the party!" he joked.

Oswald Cobblepot walked out of his office thoroughly annoyed. "What is this hub bub?"

"I'm sorry Mr. Cobblepot," the hostess said.

"Ozzie! Looking good," Joker laughed.

"Joker what are you doing and what are these dogs doing in here?" Oswald asked/

"I tried to tell him," the hostess began.

"I thought the hyenas could use a little exercise and since I'm meeting Harley here…"

"I don't allow dogs in my club Joker."

"You let Catwoman in," he whined.

"She's not an animal, she's a woman."

"Yeah but have you looked at her?" Joker joked.

"Just go sit down. I do believe miss Quinn is here somewhere," Oswald told him in frustration.

"Thanks Ozzie! You're a peach," Joker replied as he walked away.

"From now on Layla," Oswald said to the hostess, "just let Joker in no matter what. I don't care if he's wearing a Batman costume with a utility belt made of C4. I just don't have the energy to argue with him."

Layla nodded and went back to her post. She needed to find a new job.

Joker and the hyenas made their way over to where Harley sat. "Hey there Pumpkin!" he cried, letting go of the leash which freed the hyenas to run off. "Oh well," he sighed.

Harley and Eddie watched them run off and jump an unsuspecting couple who were dining on steak. Eddie grimaced as the hyenas ripped apart the meat and gave the couple a menacing look.

"Eddie…didn't know you were joining us," Joker remarked. His usual smile faded and his more sinister one danced across his face.

"I'm not. I was just keeping Harley company until you showed up," Eddie replied getting up from the table. "Have a nice evening. Night Harley."

Joker watched Edward leave and then took his seat. "How nice of him."

"You're late," Harley said sadly.

"I was busy."

"Too busy for me huh?" she asked.

Joker rolled his eyes. "I'm here aren't I?"

"Yeah, you are," she replied smiling a bit.

"So why am I here? I already forgave you."

"I told you, we need to talk."

"About what?!" he cried.

Harley looked down at the table and sat quietly.

Joker sighed and threw his hands in the air in frustration. "I don't have time to sit around and play silent treatment."

"I love you, Puddin'," she said looking him dead in the eye.

"Is that what you needed to say? I had to get all dressed up, come out to the Iceberg Lounge, blow off a night of fun and games so you can tell me you love me?" he asked aggravated.

"That's all you're going to say?"

"What else do you want from me Harl?"

Harley got up from the table and grabbed her purse. She started to walk away and Joker grabbed her wrist.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"Home," she replied plainly.

"Alright. Let me get the kids and we'll grab a cab."

"No Pudd…Joker," she said firmly.

Joker looked at her. She never called him Joker. It was always Puddin' or Mistah J. Never Joker.

"I'm going to my home with Red."

"How long is this hiatus going to last?" he asked letting her wrist go and jumping to his feet. The whole Iceberg Lounge was watching them. This was a moment in Iceberg Lounge history.

"The hiatus is over. The show's been cancelled," she replied walking to the doors.

Joker followed her. "What are you saying?!"

Harley stopped, turned around to face him, and shook her head. "It means we're through. Over. Finished! DONE!!!!" she yelled. "We're not we anymore. There's you and there's me," she added. The tears were welling up again. She wasn't going to let them fall. She wasn't going to let him see her weak anymore. "See you around." And with that, Harley left the Iceberg Lounge, hailed a cab, and went home.

Ivy sat on the couch in her apartment next to Selina. The two had bumped into each other at the mall and decided to head back to her place to chat. "I can't imagine where Harley is. She didn't call to say she was leaving," Ivy told her.

The door opened as soon as she finished her sentence and Harley stepped in. She looked at Ivy and Selina and didn't say a word.

"There she is. Where've you been?" Ivy asked.

Harley didn't say anything. She bit her lower lip and started to walk to her room.

"Harl? Are you ok?" Ivy asked worried now.

She didn't say anything she just ran the rest of the way to her room and slammed the door. She threw herself onto her bed.

Ivy and Selina jumped to their feet and followed her. They stood outside the door with their ears pressed to it.

"Harley?" Ivy tried again.

The only response she got was the sound of Annie Lennox's No More I Love Yous. Ivy leaned her forehead against the door.

"Oh girl," she sighed.

"What's wrong with her?" Selina asked.

"Heartbreak," Ivy said plainly.

"What do we do?"

"Nothing," she replied sadly. "Come one. Let's leave her alone."

The two walked back to the living room and sat down on the couch. Neither said a word.