A/N: This might end up being a little bit longer than five chapters. It all depends on how much I'm able to cut back and how much I end up extending upon. But all of this was supposed to happen in chapter two, soooooo. It's probably gonna be too long.

When they pulled up to an abandoned house on the very outskirts of the very outskirts of town, Harley knew they had arrived, not just because he slowed down, but because of the question mark painted skillfully on the door. It was out of the way enough that no one had found it yet, but if anyone bothered to come looking this way, it wouldn't be hard to figure out who lived there. Subtlety was not Eddie's strong suit, it seemed.

When they pulled up, he hurried out of the car, and ran to her side, reaching the door handle before she had a chance to open it. She almost burst out laughing at that; he was slow enough when it came to escaping, but when it came to being a gentleman, it seemed he had no trouble. She appreciated the gesture, though it only made her think more fondly of him, which didn't bode well for her situation.

I've barely spent any time with the guy, and I'm already thinkin' like a schoolgirl with a crush! she thought as he reached a hand out to help her out of the car. Though both of them wore gloves, she could still feel the warmth of his hand, and had to bite down on the inside of her cheek to keep from making some sort of delighted squeak. That was one habit she really, really needed to break.

When their eyes met, he looked like he had been electrocuted (but she knew that he couldn't have- she hadn't worn a hand buzzer in months!) as he jumped back, stammering, "W-well, here we are." He then rushed to the door to open it for her, saying, "Ladies first."

She was a goner. There was no other way around it. He was such a charmer, in the geekiest possible way, he was handsome, and he was cute to fault. It had been impossible not to notice how desirable he was from a distance; to be up close with him and really get to see his personality, all coupled with the fact that she was currently single, made her want him to the point that she could almost believe she was starting to fall for him.

She was completely and unbelievably doomed.

~X~

"And this is the room where you will be staying," said Eddie, gesturing to a mostly-empty room. There had been a bed there when he found the place, and his need for cleanliness had made him find a decent bedspread for it and spruce it up, though he hadn't been planning on having any company at the time. "It isn't much, but you can fix it up any way you want. There's a bathroom two doors down with a shower that you have all to yourself."

"It's perfectly fine," she said. It was better than anything she had had recently; she was just grateful that she would have a bed to sleep in. During the grand tour, she had found that he had not just marked his door up with his signal and she couldn't help but giggle at his need to leave his mark everywhere. It wasn't a bad place for being abandoned, but she was sure he had had a part in that.

"Still, I think you'll be needing some of the necessities soon," he said. "Perhaps some new outfits?"

"That is true," she said. "This costume is all I have right now."

"Well, if you'd like, I could take you to 'pick some things up' tomorrow," he offered, smirking.

"That'd be fun!" replied Harley, grinning. "If there's one thing I learned tonight, stealin' with you is a blast!" As soon as she said it, she realized that they hadn't really done much together. They had only run into each other and ran off together, which she could have done with absolutely anyone, and yet she felt like that was something she wanted to repeat with him.

"I..." She saw him blush, and was overcome by the desire to pinch his cheeks. Luckily, she was able to repress it. "I'm glad you had fun. I did too. And I'm looking forward to tomorrow."

"That reminds me," she said, "I was wonderin' if I could put my costume in the laundry. Do ya have anything I could sleep in?"

Again, she was rewarded with that adorable blush of his. "You could borrow a shirt of mine, I suppose. Just leave your costume in the bathroom, and I'll take it while you're showering."

"Thank you so much," she said. "For everything, I mean."

"Oh, don't mention it, Miss Quinn," he said with a chuckle as he walked away to give her her privacy.

~X~

After a long shower that felt much more luxurious than it actually was, Harley finally managed to force herself out. Her face was thoroughly washed clean, and her costume was gone, replaced with a white button down and a towel. She dried her hair, humming to herself as she did so, and put on his shirt, buttoning it. It was so large on her that it managed to cover her like a dress.

She decided to tell him goodnight before retiring to her room, and walked down the hallway to the master bedroom. The door was open, so she poked her head in, saying, "Eddie?" But when she saw him, her jaw almost hit the floor.

He stood in front of her, in only his signature green dress pants and glasses, his upper body on full display for her. Despite his scrawny build, he was quite lean, with just the right amount of muscle. He wasn't stronger than the average male, but he was a lot better built than she would have expected of him. Simply put, he looked fantastic, and she was so overwhelmed that it took all she had not to beg him to take her right then and there.

"H-H-H-Harley?" he asked, face turning a bright shade of red. His eyes darted up and down her body, looking as if he was feeling just as overwhelmed as she was.

"I was just comin' to say goodnight," she said, looking down. If she didn't stop staying, he was going to figure out just how distracted she was by him.

"O-oh. Goodnight," he said with a nervous smile.

"Goodnight, Eddie," she said, stopping for one more look. She had to get out of there, before she lost all self control. "I'll see ya tomorrow!" With that, she started back for her room, knowing that it would be a while before she was actually able to get any sleep.

~X~

Whoa.

That was the only thought on Eddie's mind for about thirty seconds after Harley had left his room. Whoa.

He had been standing in his room, lost in thought about his new housemate, when she had showed up unexpectedly. And then she had entered his room, wearing nothing but his shirt. It was surreal and breathtaking to see a young woman, especially a knockout like her, wearing his clothes, and when you factored in how much it showed off her fantastic legs, it was a wonder she hadn't given him a heart attack.

He had to admit, when she had entered his room dressed like that, with he himself half-dressed, he had thought for a moment that she was making her move. After all, it was the perfect opportunity for her, now that she had him alone in his home. He had been panicked, not knowing what to do or say if she did, but had felt a bit disappointed when he learned she was only there to say goodnight.

No matter how aware he was of the fact that he had no experience, that he would be left without a clue, that she would most likely end up disappointed with what he had to offer, he could not stop wanting this. It would end disastrously, he knew, but the reward seemed to outweigh the risk, and did even know how much she was teasing him? If only should would give him some kind of sign!
But there was another predicament forming, one that he could never have dreamed of predicting. And though he knew he was probably just confusing his borderline-obsessive desire for her, he couldn't shake the feeling that he might be developing feelings for her.

He could already tell it was going to be a sleepless night.