The sound was easily recognizable. Once I heard it my heart began to race with anticipation. I gazed over to Jack who was sitting beside me in the police car. He remained calm, cracking a small smile in response to my wide eyes. His eyes seemed to tell me that it would be okay, and I trusted that. I reached out past the police scanner, turning the radio all the way up.
"Listen up ya'll cause this is it, the beat that I'm bangin' is delicious-" I giggle, screaming at the top of my lungs as my favorite song came on the radio. I danced in the passenger seat to Fergalicious. At this time, my worries that MisTah J would judge me for having fun no longer existed. The windows of the cop car were all the way down, as Jack speed down the Gotham highway. My blonde pigtails were breezing in the air. The excitement, thrill, was more fun than I had ever had with someone. Every car got out of his way as we weaved in and out of traffic.
In a thousand years, I would never imagine myself riding in the front seat of a cop car, without being terrified or a nervous wreck. My other choice was to be a party pooper and panic in front of MisTah J. No way that was going to happen. A handsome, amazing, funny, lovable genius wanted me as his girlfriend, I was not going to give that away for a little nerves. What was I so worried about? Jack's father was probably some police officer. How else could he easily get into the vehicle without a key. I wish I knew more about his life, but he's too fast pace to ask questions. Maybe later tonight I'll find out more, but I did enjoy the mystery in his actions. MisTah J flicked the switch on the roof, which turned on the lights to have them blaze red and blue.
"I'm the F to th the I the E, and can't no other lady put it down like me..." My old habit for self consciousness was pushed aside while I jammed out. I kept an eye on him, just in case he gave me an annoyed look. Luckily for me he was the best boyfriend in the world, and instead looked glad that I was having so much fun. Not only that, he was laughing along with my singing, finding amusement in it.
With adrenaline flowing through his veins, Jack stuck his head out of the window. "Wooohooo!" He added, as we turned off the Gotham Speedway. His hands let go off the steering wheel, making me shriek as we zig zagged. "Take the wheel Harley!" He laughed, as I tried to get over to control the wheel.
"I don't know how to drive MisTah J!" In my panic, my original brooklyn accent escapes my lips. I gasp, trying to stop us from crashing into anything. I climbed over the seat, onto his lap in attempts to figure out how to not die. I was young for my grade, by any means not old enough to drive. We were headed straight for an old building when his arms wrapped around me. My panic melted away, as I blushed. His hands ran up on my arm, completely distracting me as he guided me to a halt outside of a diner. The place we were eating at looked so cute, like an old fashioned diner but green and purple.
"Come on toots!" He gave me a light push out of the car. He knew I did not have my purse on me, right? I go to speak, yet he beats me to it. "Order anything you want, this place has got some great goodies," His feet kick up on top of our table, to our waitresses dismay. He was so sweet, going to buy me food, what girl doesn't love that.
"May I please have a chocolate milkshakes and some fries."
"Surprise me." Jack says for his order, tilting his head as the waitress walked away. His eyes wandered watching the waitress leave before he shrugged and focused on playing with his straw.
MisTah J was so cute, trying to get the wrapper to shoot out. In awe, I watched him try to figure out how to shoot the full wrapper out at me. I remember my disgusting excuse for a father doing that. "Try leaving it on half way.." I say, catching his attention. He gives a small smirk, before doing so.
The wrapper went flying out and hit me, "Hey!" I laugh lightly, taking another straw to shoot it out at him. We both shared a look, as my eyes met his beautiful green eyes. I had a feeling we both had the same idea, war. In a matter of seconds we had gone through about 20-30 straws each, laughing and ducking as we tried to hit each other with them. MiStah J looked like he was having fun, like he always was.
All at once he took a handful of straws and gave one hard blow, to send them all flying in my direction. "Eeek!" I duck, using the menu as a shield. One get's stuck in my pigtail, which was funny for the both of us.
A handsome grin appeared on his face, he went to speak up when I heard a lady clearing her throat from behind me. Uh oh, the waitress returned with a lot of food in her hands. What I ordered plus a double hamburger, fries and a shake for Jack. Her eyes remained focus on the mess we made. She glared at Jack and I, really unhappy. I was about to apologize, when I remember Jack did not like the word sorry. I just followed his lead with a little innocent shrug, and pushing the straws aside for our food. A second longer, thinking about it, and I started to feel so bad for goofing off. I mean we just made this old lady, who probably makes minimum wage job, clean up after us. I wanted to help, yet I did not want Jack to be mad with me. We ate in silence for the most part, being really hungry since it was past 1pm already.
The next time we saw the waitress was once we were finished eating, and she brought the check. MiSTah J's eyes watched as she left to go back in the kitchen His voice turned into a soft whisper, trying hard not to laugh. "Run."
He was gone in seconds, ditching me behind at the table. I pause, before realizing he was out the door. "Wait! We did not pay for our food yet." I could see her shadow coming back from behind the kitchen door. Jack was long gone. Oh uh, I had no money myself to pay for the both of us. Jack would not just pay without leaving, right? I figured maybe it was a prank, and Jack knew the owner. Either way I felt myself starting to freak out, racing behind him to follow him out the door.
"Ummm..." I say, unsure of what to do. I follow along side him, putting a little skip in my step to keep up.
He was fast. By the time I went outside he already was climbing up some fire escape. "Come on Harley!" His expression was calm, like he has done this many times before. I liked the thrill of the chase for some reason, the excitement of what would come next. It reminded me of being a part of my own book, my own story. That I was not just some boring girl from Metropolis or Brooklyn.
"Jack...Jack... MiStah J...MISTAH J!" Finally I caught his attention. "Wait for me!" I add, flipping up the fire escape. I used my gymnastics to catch up with him. When I was beside him I could tell a look changed in his eyes, he was smiling at me with enlightenment look in his eyes.
"Harley" He said with a little cheer in his voice, "I didn't know you were an little acrobat-" He teased softly in my ear, "A speedy..tiny..little acrobat." Mistah J sounded like he had any idea, something that made my stomach turn a little by the mischievous tone. I could see the look in his -eyes-Have I ever mentioned how beautiful his eyes are? There are like light green- wait what was I talking about? Was it important- Oh duh! Yeah from the way he spoke, sounded like he had something bad in mind-My focus shifted, noticing his arm around my lower waist. I smile, blushing lightly. He was still talking, I should be paying attention to what he was saying. Yet, Jack was so close to me. Maybe he would kiss me again? Was he going to kiss me again? I wondered for a second, completely lost in his eyes.
Imagine, years from now, me and jack laughing about how we first met. Bumping into each other in the hallway, him literally sweeping me off my feet. How our eyes met and instantly we fell in love. Oh! What a wonderful story, there was nothing that could keep us apart, as fate brought us together again at a party. To this day I still do not remember much of it, however, I knew it had to be a Cinderella moment. Something special because Jack was my prince charming after all. He was perfect, I knew that. Everyone else had a flaw to them, something that bothered both themselves and others, not Jack.
"So?" What do you say Harley?" His lips lowered softly to my ear, his tone so sweet, irresistible. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I could feel his breath brushing past my cheek, his lips were so close. He was so close.
I nod in agreement, having no clue what he was asking. He was trustworthy enough for me not to have to ask. I am sure it would be okay. It's not like he would ask of something that would put me in harms way. I mean I am his girlfriend, meaning he loved me. What was I worried about? Worst case scenario was probably like an invitation to a dance, not like I sold my soul to the devil with a single nod. I always worried too much, Jack was teaching me that.
"Harley."
"Yes MisTah J?"
"I think this is the start to a beautiful relationship."
"Really?!"
"Promise dearie."
"You see Harley, I want the world to laugh. It's a shame that people down there-" He pointed down, below us. My eyes followed where he motioned to, off the roof, near a ton of people stuck in Gotham's traffic. "They live boring lives, they live tired and pained lifes. They're always complaining and unhappy. I think we should help that."
"Me too." I agree in a lovestruck sigh. My boyfriend sounded so smart.
"Everything looks so calm, it's a snooze fest. No excitement at all, isn't it sad?"
"Yes MiSTah J."
"Have you ever noticed true beauty-" I shook my head no. Wondering if he was flirting with me. "True beauty lies in chaos my dear...watch."
Jack gave a small smirk, pulling a small playing card from his pocket. He flicked the card off the roof, toward the traffic below. The card appeared to me like a regular playing card, nothing special. The wind let it float softly towards the ground, heading down towards the people. Once the card landed a small hint of smoke, floated away from it. People stared at the smoke with concern, before going on with their daily lives. I had no clue what was so special until people started to cough, and giggle. My eyes widen in shock, everyone was smiling and looking so happy down there. Not normal for Gotham. "W- What is that?"
"Laughing gas." Jack grinned, watching like an eager little kid.
"It won't hurt them, would it?" I pause, concern. Considering my experience with chemical compounds High Schoolers make, it never ended up too well.
He paused, stopping dead in his tracks. A different kind of laughter escaped him. It was dark, dangerous, and twisted sounding. The best part was it set me on edge, like something would happen between us. Just like in a movie or good book, I loved the feeling of uncertainty. "Why."
"I dunno MisTah J- I mean, scars or pain just seems-" His eyes went wide as something snapped in him.
"Seem what! What do you got against scars toots?!"
His hand grabs my arm tightly, "Owe, Mistah J..." My voice sounds scared, because I could see a look in his eyes, which both frightened and amused me in some weird way. He lifted me up slightly, just enough for my bright red heels to dangle in the air. I could feel the pain of his nails, digging deep into my skin.
Ding, Ding, Ding.
In the intensity of the moment, my phone alarms the both of us. Jack's anger never faded, "Now listen toots." He spat off, grip growing so tight it was making my arm red. "I can teach you how to have fun but you can't go off being all goody two shoes, got it? What I do is what I do. Don't get in my way." A little scared I nod.
Ding, Ding, Ding,
My phone buzzed again, he threw my hand back down. It was bright red, with little blood coming from the marks where his nails were. "Uh.." No response could escape my lips, I was too frightened. My mind shifts to another thought. No one ever called me, was someone in trouble. I go for my phone but the number already went to voicemail. Oh no! Johnny! I totally forgot, leaving him in creative writing. Johnny must have been worried that something happened to me. I went to go text him, that I was alright. I was alright, right?
Jack ripped the phone away from my hands, before I could hit send. "Who you texting?"
"J-Johnny." My voice sounds so small compared to his.
"Johnny aye? What's the crow got anything to do with you."
"He's a friend."
"A friend alright." Jack paced around the roof looking at my phone. His anger made him pace. I felt an urge to take my phone back but I just did not know how. A few seconds later, Jack seemed to have calmed down. In fact, he was even laughing again. No one can both laugh and be mad. "Harley, Harley, Harley...You want to see a magic trick?"
His voice sounded alluring. I think about it for a second, reassuring myself that it would be okay. Magic tricks were fun, not dangerous. I nod, "Sure."
"Alright, it's called now you see it-" He held out my cellphone in front of him. "-now you don't!" Jack took the phone, and tossed it off the roof. I gasp, running to the edge watching the device fall to it's death. What the heck did he do? My mother would kill me for breaking that thing. He continued to laugh, despite seeing my panic. Jack let's me worry for a few seconds, before coming up to my shoulder. "Don't worry doll, this was your real phone." He pulls out a small red rectangle from his pocket. "Tada!"
"Mistah J! That was amazing!" I smile, feeling a little foolish. Jack would not purposly destroy my stuff, what was I thinking. I felt bad that I ever doubted him.
"Here, Catch." He smirks, tossing my phone up in the air. My eyes widen as I went to catch it. There was a reason, I don't play many sports. The phone tumbles through air as I slid on my knees, trying to catch it. Not only did my knees start to bleed, however, my phone hits the pavement. The screen shattering and going black. "Whoops!" He laughed, as if my phone breaking was so funny. Was I too much of a boring person to not get the joke? I just sigh, shaking my head. I hated him. I did not want to even look at him. This was not funny, there was no way I could get another phone.
Jack noticed my pain, anger. "Harles..." His voice softened, but I do not reply, staring down at my phone. He wraps an arm around me, "Harley please look at me.." I felt his cold lips kissing against my neck. My attention shifted to him. "I'm really sorry doll, I thought you would be able to catch it."
"It's okay J..." I realize I could not be mad at Jack. My phone breaking was my own fault, not his. He was nothing but nice to me. "I should have caught it. It's my fault." I say softly feeling rather foolish.
"Cheer up Harley, I'm not mad at you for your little butterfingers."
"Thank you MisTah J." I hug him, glad that he forgave me. I did not want my boyfriend upset. "I'll be more careful next time, promise."
"Okay Harley." He smiles, hugging me back. His body felt cold, like he needed a good hug. I cling to his shirt a little, resting my head on his shoulder.
My eyes met his, and I smiled. How could I not? Jack was even more amazing then imagined. Something about Jack was memorizing, the way he spoke and moved without a care. His hand softly played with the ends of my pigtails, making me giggle. "Your the best MiSTah J."
In that moment we shared, I realized something. A tiny little feeling in my chest, which made my heart fluttered. The feeling always happened when I was around Jack Napier. It only got stronger as we spent more time together. A connection between us, growing as I fell more in love with him each and every second he was at my side.