"... Maybe some time away will help ya get past whatever this is." Harlie her heard Clay say to Krys from outside their bedroom. The guys were heading out on a run this weekend, 'serving the community' they called it, for some hospital in Eureka. She didn't want them to go. She felt like she'd be unprotected without her dad with her. Her and her dad had been arguing a lot lately, but she always wanted him around. The last few days had been World War III around the clubhouse between her parents always arguing and the growing tension between Jax and Clay. Things seemed to be looking up for her. It was easier for her to be around the guys and
Harlie's phone vibrated on the kitchen table. She flipped it open, noticing a new text from Juice. 'Hey am I gonna see you this morning?' She had barely talked to him in days. After the shit he pulled with her at the Cara-Cara party, she didn't really want to. But, she had been spending more time with Happy. She liked to help him in the garage. He was patient with her and helped work on the cars. They had kissed a few times since the party, but never anything more. 'Dunno.' She replied, hoping it would leave it at that. 'I miss you.' The next message read.
"Dad, let's go!" She yelled, from the kitchen. She was going to ride with her dad to the clubhouse then go off with her best friend Sierra. It was going to be the first she time she'd rode with her dad in a few years and she was actually excited. She loved to ride. She really liked to ride with Tig and Chibs. It just depended on how she felt. Tig was the best rider out of them all. He was reckless, but she knew he always careful with her. Chibs was just fun. They would ride for hours sometimes and go to a spot they found a few years back. It was a spot in the woods by a huge lake. They would just sit and think, sometimes smoke a joint or two. When people saw Harlie out with Chibs, they always assumed she was either his daughter or his girlfriend. They flirted sometimes, but it was usually harmless. He gave her an occasional smack on the ass or a peck on the lips, but it never meant anything. They were more like an awkward brother and sister.
She took her jacket off the back of the chair, sliding it around her shoulders. She wrapped his black bandanna around her head, tying it under her low ponytail. She looked up as Clay walked into the kitchen.
"You ready, baby?" He grabbed his keys and his sunglasses, wrapping an arm around her.
"Let's go." She kissed his cheek and walked outside.
Krys watched the scene from the hallway, smiling to herself. She loved how close they were. She almost forgot why she used to worried about how they would interact because now they were closer than ever. Her and Clay fought sometimes, but every couple had their problems. Sometimes they loved each other too much and it would show as anger instead of passion. She was just glad it didn't affect the way he was with Harlie.
She took her cars out of the bowl on the counter and walked out to her car. She watched them pull out the driveway and followed close behind them.
"Thanks." Harlie kissed Clay's cheek and slid off his bike. She handed him his helmet, looking around at all the guys. It was pretty intimidating to see all the bike parked in a row.
"You stay close by today, got it?" He touched her shoulder. She forced herself not to jump at the contact.
"I'm going off for a little bit. Not far, probably just gonna go eat." She looked back at him.
"You plan on keeping my bandanna?" He laughed.
"What do you think?" She raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms.
"Fine, fine.. My other one's in my pocket." He shook his head, walking into the garage.
Harlie looked over to see Sierra's car already parked in front of the garage. She walked over to her car, knocking on the window. "You're early." She laughed.
"Hey, I wasn't about to miss these hotties pulling out of here." Sierra opened her door and stepped out.
"Dude, those are my uncles." She shook her head. "That is so wrong."
"I like the one with the dark curly hair." Sierra leaned against her door.
"Tig? Seriously? Out of everyone, you like Tig?" Harlie almost gagged.
"Think I have a chance?" Sierra smirked.
"He fucks anythings with a pussy and two legs. Legal or not. And, that doesn't mean go after him." Harlie twitched. "That's so wrong. He's twice your age."
"Well, I did see this other one.." Sierra pointed to Happy who was talking to her dad.
Harlie felt herself getting jealous. She didn't want her best friend even thinking about Happy. He'd become her new drug and she always had to be around him. "He's weird." She lied.
"So?" Sierra rolled her eyes.
"He's gay." She lied again, narrowing her eyes.
"Okay, okay.. You ready?" Sierra smiled.
"Ummm, actually.. My dad needs me to stay around the garage to help my mom. It's gonna be crazy with the guys gone." Harlie sighed.
"Alright. Maybe later then." Sierra hugged her gently.
"Maybe.." Harlie walked away from her car, watching closely as she pulled out. "Hap!" She yelled across the parking lot.
"You need somethin'?" He walked over to her, crossing his arms.
"Just wanted to say hey." She shrugged, looking up at him.
"Hey." He shook his head. Happy had never really been a talker, but she was one of the few people he talked to. She liked that he would laugh around her and sometimes almost smile.
"Have fun." She smirked, kissing his cheek.
"You're gonna get yourself in trouble, kid." He pecked her lips quickly. Happy didn't know why he wanted Harlie. He could have any woman he wanted, but this kid was fucking magnetic. She kept pulling him to her. He couldn't get her off his mind after their little encounter. There was just something about her he couldn't resist. She was smart, knew how to hold a gun, and was hot as hell. He shouldn't feel this way about a sixteen year old girl, but when he was around her he felt comfortable and felt like he could open up to her. He never did, though. He knew his burdens were exactly that, his. He'd never put that weight on her shoulder's.
Growing up around the club, Harlie knew what they really did. They weren't bad guys in her point of view, but she knew they killed people. She knew exactly what Happy's smiley faces meant and why they were there. For some odd reason, this didn't phase her. He killed for the club to protect his brothers. "Be careful, Hap.." She said quietly.
"You be good, kid." Happy told her, running his finger across her cheek.
Harlie walked over to the bikes and hugged all the guys good-bye.
"Opie, please.. Be careful." She looked up at her uncle, frowning. "I'm worried about you."
"Don't, Harlie. There's nothing to worry about." He kissed her cheek.
"Bye, squirt." Jax smirked, hugging her tight.
"Bye, guys." She laughed.
Harlie was out in the garage, helping Dog work on some old truck. She was pretty good when it came to working in the garage. That was one of the perks of growing up with a bunch of mechanics.
"Hey, Harlie!" Piney yelled, walking into the garage.
"Yeah, Pops?" She pulled her head away from what Dog was showing her was wrong with the truck.
"Lets go eat. I got somethin' I wanna show you." He leaned against the wall.
Harlie wiped her greasy hands on the rag Dog tossed her. "What is it?"
"It's a surprise." He lit a cigarette.
Harlie slid off her dad's T-W work shirt. "Let me change real quick." She head to the back room, changing back into her clean jeans. She folded up her dad's shirt and shoved it down in her purse. She walked back out to Piney. "I'm starving, let's go!" She started to walk to the Caddy as he tossed her the keys.
"You drive. I'm too old." He laughed.
"Bullshit, old man." Harlie shook her head, getting in. She started the car and pulled out of the lot.
After a few minutes and all of Piney's directions, she ended up in Opie's driveway.
"You coulda just said Opie's." She stuck her tongue out.
"Go open the garage, I'll be there in a minute." Piney pointed towards the garage door.
Harlie blinked in confusion, but did as he said. When she opened the garage, sitting inside was a black '68 Camaro. "HOLY SHIT!" She yelled.
"I see you found it." Piney stepped up behind her.
"Is.. Is this mine?" Her eyes widened.
He nodded. "Bought it off an old friend. Opie's been tuning it up for ya. We both figured you needed a new car.."
Harlie threw her arms around Piney. "Oh my god! Thank you!"
He was about to say something as soon as his phone went off. He flipped it open. "Shit.. Yeah? What the hell? Yeah, yeah.. I'll be there." He hung up.
"What is it?" Harlie frowned.
"Tig laid his bike down. And got picked up by bounty hunters." Piney shook his head.
Harlie laughed so hard she could barely breathe. "Seriously?"
"Yeah, they need me to head out there with the flatbed." Piney sighed.
"Can I go? It gets me away from the shop for a while." She grinned.
"Sure, why not?" Piney knew in his head it would piss off Clay and he didn't mind that one bit.
"Can I drive it back to T-M?" Harlie asked.
"Keys are in the floorboard." He nodded.
"You wanna get this done, jump on the back!" Piney yelled out the window to Jax, handing him a shotgun. "You want in on this, sweetheart?"
"What, you serious?" Harlie looked over at him. "Dad would fucking kill us both!"
"I'm serious.." Piney handed her a Glock from the glove box. "Get back there and hold on." Harlie was tough as nails and he knew she'd be fine. She liked this kinda shit anyway.
Harlie slid out of the truckly, quickly climbing up on the back."Holy shit, crazy old bastard.." She mumbled.
"Chibs! Sack! Let's do this!" Jax yelled, helping Harlie up. "You sure about this kid?"
"What the fuck?" Clay yelled. "Get back in the fucking truck!"
"What's up?" Happy yelled.
"Shitkickin'!" Jax and Harlie yelled.
Happy jumped up on the back, wrapping his arm protectively around Harlie's waist. Jax saw the motion from the corner of his eye, but didn't say anything.
"Plan?" Harlie looked over at Jax as the pulled up to the hotel.
"Ask the old man!" He shook his head.
"Alright, hang on guys!" Piney laughed, putting the truck in reverse.
"Simple plan." Harlie shrugged, gripping the gun in her hand.
"Shit, arm up ladies!" Chibs yelled.
Harlie's eyes widened. They were headed straight for the building. When they hit it, glass and wood went everywhere.
"DON'T MOVE!" Jax shouted.
"Or we'll blow you're balls off!" Chibs aimed for the guys on the bed.
Harlie pointed her gun at the big bald one beside Tig, her finger resting above the trigger. "C'mon!"She watched as Happy cut Tig's hands and feet free.
Tig ripped the duct tape of his mouth, eyes widening when he saw Harlie. "Hey guys. Listen, I gotta tell ya. It's been a lot of fun. Really gotta go. This is my ride.." He was pulled up by Harlie and Half-Sack. "I just wanna thank you for everything. Ad hopefully we can do it again sometime!"
"Go! Go!" Chibs waved at Piney as he pulled off quickly.
"Gotta love the element of surprise!" Harlie laughed, sliding the gun down the back of her jeans like she had seen the guys do all the time.
"Did good, kid." Happy smirked.
"Hell yeah, she did!" Chibs shouted. "Proud of ya, little girl."
When Piney pulled back up at the gas station, Harlie and the guy jumped off the back.
"What the fuck was that?" Clay stomped over to her, grabbing her arm.
"That was us saving Tig's ass." She snapped, jerking away from him.
"Hey, let her go, man.. It was my idea." Piney stepped down out of the truck.
"What were you thinkin'?" He growled.
"I was letting her put all those gun skills to use." Piney rolled his eyes, helping Tig up in the truck.
Harlie rolled her eyes, walking over to Happy. "That was badass." She smirked.
"Ya kicked ass, shorty." Happy leaned against his bike, lighting a cigarette.
"Call me when ya get back tomorrow. I should be at the garage." She took the cigarette from him and took a drag.
Happy nodded. "You better go. They're about to head out."
"See ya.." She handed it back to him and walked off.
"I know you're pissed, but the guys were right this time." Tig said to Clay as Harlie climbed into the truck. "That motel was a quick stop. I woulda been in Oregon by the end of the day."
"Take him to St. Thomas and take her home. "Hopefully that's in your plan." He looked up at Tig. "And, you.. Don't ever pull that shit again." He pointed at Harlie.
"You know, this isn't on her or Jax. It was my idea. Just have to blame in on the, uh.. dementia." Piney chuckled.
Clay scowled, slamming the truck door.
"It's gonna be a long ride, Tigger." Harlie smirked up at.
Tig wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "Nah, I think I can handle it."
Piney handed Tig a bottle of whiskey with a straw in it. "Got another straw?"
The girl in Happy's lap was nothing like Harlie. She couldn't kiss the way she did and or anything. The girl's blond hair was brittle and dry, but tonight she would do. He'd be thinking of Harlie the whole time she went down on his dick. He needed a good, long fuck to take his mind off Harlie's curves.
"She's got you twisted around her finger, doesn't she?" Jax laughed, looking over at Happy.
"I don't know what you're talkin' about, brother." Happy took a sip of his beer.
"I bet you don't, but if you touch her.. I'll kick your ass." Jax took a sip of Jack Daniels and walked off. He didn't wanna see niece get hurt by someone like Happy. Jax knew how Happy was. He wouldn't change himself for anyone.
AN: Reviews! :) They keep my going! So.. Harlie and Happy. What's gonna happen next?