AN: I owe you guys another chapter and here it is! I got some pretty cool shit planned out.(: Reviews are amazing! I wanna know your thoughts!
It was finally the first day of school and Harlie was exhausted. She kept herself awake during the day because every time she started to doze off during class she saw Happy's face in her mind. It was only Thursday, but a half day. School started at eight on the dot and ended at three, but for the first two day, they were dismissed at one.
She was looking forward to the weekend, but not necessarily the ten hour ride on a bike back to Charming. The boys were going on a run down into Nevada this weekend, probably carrying some guns to a safe house. She'd spent the past few days helping get everything ready for the run.
Honestly, she was ready to go home for a few days. She missed everyone, especially Clay. She let herself leave angry with him and that was something Harlie rarely did.
The bell rang loudly over the intercom and all of the students rushed out the door. Harlie dug her keys out of the bottom of her purse and made her way out into the large, crowded parking lot. She parked at the far end of the lot, but it was a hell of a lot easier to get out than anywhere else.
She opened the driver's side door and sitting in the seat was a note signed by all the guys, but was written in Kozik's messy scrawl. Don't kill anyone on the first day, princess. We love you. She laughed to herself and picked it up. Underneath it was a pair of brass knuckles that had been spray painted bring pink with PRINCESS written across the side. "Yeah, very threatning.." She shook her head, sliding her fingers into the holes.
Her phone began to vibrate in her seat. She picked it up, flipping it open. "Hello?" She slid the brass knuckles off and placed them in her purse. The principals were watching her from across the parking lot.
"Hey there, beautiful." Harlie smiled, hearing her father's voice on the other end.
"Hey, Dad." She said, backing out of her parking place.
"How was the first say of senior year?" Clay asked. She could hear the sounds of the guys working in the garage in the background.
"Good, actually." She pulled out onto the highway.
"Good." A grin was apparent in his voice. "Your mom's excited about you comin' home for the weekend."
"Me too, Daddy." Harlie smiled, feeling tears well up in her eyes. She missed everyone more than she realized. She'd been packed to go for days.
"I just wanted to call real quick and check up on you. I'll see you tomorrow night, baby."
"Alright. Bye, Dad." Harlie snapped her phone closed, tossing it into her seat. She grinned to herself remembering the fact that gets to miss the second day of school.
Harlie pulled up at clubhouse about twenty minutes later, parking her car next to Kozik's bike. She got out of the car and walked into the garage. "Hey, guys." She grinned, leaning back against one of the tables.
"Hey, babe." Glenn wrapped his big arms around her, lifting her up off the ground. He always gave her the best hugs.
"Hey, Glenn." She kissed his cheek. "You guys need any help in here?"
"Now, why would a pretty girl like you wanna work with a bunch fat old guys like us?" Jason, better known to her as J-Bird, slid his arms around her shoulders.
"Better with a bunch of old fat guys like you than a bunch of peppy little bitches from school." Harlie grinned up at him.
"True that." J-Bird chuckled deeply, wiping his greasy hands on a rag.
"You guys might be old fat, but me.. I'm gorgeous." Kozik stepped over to them, wrapping Harlie in a bone-crushing hug.
"Yeah, yeah.." She rolled her eyes at him, smiling. "I got your present today, by the way."
"What'd ya think?" Kozik asked, a grin pulling at the ends of his lips.
"Pink, very threatening." Harlie shoved him playfully.
"Oh, you're gonna get it now!" Kozik threw her over his shoulder, laughing.
"Kozik!" Harlie squealed, laughing. "Put me down!"
Kozik grinned. "Not a chance." He spun her in a circle, a few of the guys ducking out the way of Harlie's kicking feet.
"I have to pee!" Harlie pleaded, laughing so hard she was crying.
"Okay, okay.. I'm not a diaper." Kozik sat her down gently. "Go.."
Harlie ran off in the direction of the clubhouse, still laughing. There was something about Harlie's smile that pulled Kozik in.
Glenn watched Kozik closely. "Quit starin'.." He rolled his eyes.
"What?" Kozik turned to face Glenn. "You think I was staring at Harlie?"
"I don't think, I know." Glenn pulled his cigarettes from his pocket. "I've noticed it for a while. Now, I'm telling what to do here, but I'd watch your back. Hap's got his eye on her."
"Yeah, I know." Kozik sighed, wiping his hands.
"Don't let Clay catch you looking at her like that.. He's about had it with Hap." Glenn frowned. "I don't need you dead."
"Yeah, I know. I'm gonna get back to work." Kozik looked toward the clubhouse one more time before turning his back to Glenn.
Harlie walked into the house later that night, placing a bag of Chinese takeout on the coffee table. She was definitely ready to go to bed; it had been a long day. She had gone grocery shopping with Aimee earlier and that had been an adventure all in itself.
She glanced over toward the counter, an open bottle of whiskey sitting on the table. She frowned, placing the cap back on. "Koz?" She shouted.
"In here!" He responded from the back porch. The door was wide open.
"Hey.." She smiled, walking outside. "I brought Chinese."
"Sounds good." Kozik laughed, taking a sip from his glass.
"What's the whiskey for?" Harlie asked, pointing towards the glass.
"Eh, just a long day. I needed a drink." He shrugged.
"Koz, is something wrong?" Harlie bit down on her bottom lip.
Kozik looked down at her and then looked away quickly. "Nah, I'm fine."
"You sure?" Harlie touched his arm gently. Kozik felt his body come alive from that one small gesture. The alcohol probably wasn't helping any, but at this point it didn't matter. He was going to take what he wanted.
He leaned down and kissed her forehead. "I'm fine, princess." He pushed a piece of hair behind her ear.
"Koz.." She started, but was cut off as Kozik pressed his lips against hers. It took a minute for her mind to register what was going. She knew this shouldn't be happening, but she didn't want him to stop.
Kozik pulled away from her, clearing his throat. "Shit.." He walked back inside, shutting the door behind him.
Harlie sat down on the white plastic hair, holding her head in her hands. She never really noticed how much she cared about Kozik until that moment. The look in his eyes when kissed her was one she'd never forget. She took a sip out of the glass and dumped the rest over the porch.
She walked back inside, sitting the glass in the sink. "Koz?" She stepped out of the small kitchen and into the living room. "Hey.." She took a seat beside him on the couch. She rested her head on his chest, closing her eyes. She felt safe beside him.
Kozik looked down at her, blinking in surprise. He smiled to himself. "Hey.." He said, running a hand through her long hair.
She looked up at him, kissing him deeply. She slid up into his lap, one leg on either side of him.
He placed his hands firmly on her small waist, enjoying the feel of her curves under his hands. "Harlie.." He pulled away from her lips, burying his face against her stomach.
"I-I'm not sure.." Kozik placed a finger over her lips.
"Shh.." He placed a few kisses against her jaw and down her neck. "Goddamnit.." He whispered.
At that moment, nothing else mattered for the two of them. They just needed each other in way that words couldn't explain.
"Stand up.." He chuckled, placing a light slap on her ass.
Harlie giggled, sliding out of his lap. She stood up on her feet only to literally be swept up off of them.
Kozik picked her up bridal style, carrying her towards his bedroom. "See, I know how to treat a princess." He whispered, laughing.
Harlie's cheeks flushed light pink as he placed her down on the bed. Her hands immediately started unbuttoning his plaid shirt, sliding his cut down his arms.
Kozik's hands made their way to the zipper of her jeans. He slid them slowly down her legs, running his hands across her soft skin. She let out a soft gasp as Kozik ran his hands up underneath her shirt. It wasn't long until her t-shirt ended up on top of the growing pile. She laid underneath him in only her dark green boy-shirt panties and a black push-up bra. It was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.
Harlie sat up slowly, pushing him back onto the bed. She slid two fingers into the waist band of his boxers, pulled them down his legs, and tossed them into the floor. She straddled his waist, getting lost in the way his skin felt against hers.
"Babe?" Aimee sat down on the bed beside her husband. "You awake?" She touched his shoulder gently.
Glenn turned over to face his wife of twenty-six years. "Yeah, baby. You alright?" He placed his hand on top of hers.
"Got a lot on my mind. I'm worried about Harlie." Aimee sighed.
"So, we're gonna talk about the kid again? I've told you before, Aims, you gotta let her make her own mistakes." Glenn sat up, kissing her cheek gently.
"Promise me you'll keep an eye on Happy this weekend.." Aimee frowned.
"Why? Ain't she his Old Lady in trainin' or some shit?"
"You remember when we got the word that Harlie had been raped from Koz? And he was talking about the state she was in?" Aimee asked.
"Yeah, of course I remember. I'd never seen him so pissed off." Glenn lit a cigarette, taking a long drag.
"Well, I walked into Koz's the other day. It was just Harlie and Hap there.. He almost forced her to fuck him." Aimee took her husband's cigarette and took a drag.
Glenn looked up at her and sighed. "Did he hurt her?"
"Not exactly physically, but she went straight back into that mindset. I'd never seen that poor girl so scared." Aimee placed the burning cigarette back between her husband's fingers. She could the anger in his eyes. "Just watch him, okay?"
"I will. Does Koz know?" Glenn asked.
Aimee shook her head. "Let's keep it that way, alright?"
"If he finds out, I can't stop him from laying his hands on Hap." Glenn pointed.
"I know, baby.. I know." Aimee laid down beside him, turning the lamp off.
Harlie was asleep with her head resting comfortably on Kozik's chest. He couldn't deny the fact that she was great in bed, but it had been more than that to both of them.
He loved her hair. It was soft and curly, but not frizzy. He missed her original strawberry blonde color, but the red was hot as hell. He hadn't sleep this good since before she'd shot Weston. You couldn't look at a girl like Harlie and expect her to be dangerous. You didn't mess with the daughter of the most powerful man in the Sons.
He pulled the blanket closer around Harlie, closing his eyes. Whatever bad feelings Kozik had earlier didn't matter anymore. If Happy hurt her again, he swore to himself he'd do something about it.
Harlie woke up the next morning with the alarm clock screaming in her ear that it was 5:00. She felt Kozik's strong arm wrapped gently around her waist. She pressed the snooze button and rolled over. "Koz.." She whispered, pressing her lips against his. "We gotta get up and get going.." There was a small ounce of regret resting in the back of her mind, but was washed away.
Kozik groaned in his sleep, running his hands down across his face. "Nnnn.." He rolled over, pulling the comforter up over his head.
Harlie smirked to herself. She got up out of bed, pulling Kozik's plaid shirt around her shoulders. She walked into the kitchen, fixing herself a nice cold glass of ice water. Of course, she wasn't planning on drinking it. She made her way back into the bedroom, placing a kiss on the side on Koz's neck. "Babe.."
When he didn't move, she poured the cold water over his head and took off running into the living room.
"HARLIE!" Kozik bellowed, chasing after her. He caught her around the waist, pulling her against him. "That wasn't very nice.."
"But, it was funny." Harlie laughed, turning around to face him. She kissed his cheek. "We gotta get ready. And that was payback.."
"Payback for what?" Kozik grinned.
"For making fall off the bed in the clubhouse in Charming." She giggled as Kozik leaned down, pressing his lips to hers.
"Let's go get ready. Wear something comfortable." He smacked her on the ass as she started to walk back toward her bedroom. He smirked, hearing her hum Seventeen by Winger.
Harlie was leaning against back against Kozik's bike while she watched everyone scramble to get the last minutes things ready to go. She looked up to see Aimee coming toward her.
"Hey, sweetheart." She hugged her niece gently. "How you feeling today?"
"Good.." Harlie smiled, blushing a bit. "Really good.."
"So, I've been noticing the looks between you and Spikey over there." Aimee waved her hand towards Kozik.
"It's nothing." Harlie smiled, looking down at her helmet. "Hey, will you French braid my hair before we go?"
"Of course. Come over here to picnic tables and sit down." Aimee took her by the arm, leading her across the lot. "You look cute, honey." She grinned.
Harlie was wearing a black long sleeved lace shirt with a black camisole underneath it with her skinny jeans and riding boots. She was wearing the leather jacket that her mom had given for Christmas the year before. "Thanks."
Aimee ran her hand through the young girl's hair. "Your hair did turn out great."
"I know, I love it." Harlie beamed.
Aimee braided her hair quickly. "You better go, they're about head out. Have a good time, baby girl. Tell your Mama I said hi." She kissed her cheek, sending back over towards the guys.
"You ready?" Kozik asked, taking her face in his large hands.
"Let's go.." She placed a kiss on the side of his lips, making it look as if she only kissed his cheek.
"Climb on." Kozik grinned, straddling the bike.
Harlie strapped on her helmet, climbing on behind him. She rested her cheek against his shoulder, tracing the outline of the reaper. She wrapped her arms gently around his waist. Well, Charming, I'm back. She thought as they started onto the highway.