My Not-So Sane Romance

Chapter 6

Deadpool's POV

Wow, everything's going just perfect with Harley. WE'RE GOING ON A DATE TONIGHT!!

Are you sure this is a date? You're just going to rob a restaurant.

Yeah, and even if this was a date, the Batman would just come and fuck shit up for ya.

Oh, I know. I have a plan. A surprise for Harley, and you better not fuck it up.

First of all, I'm not telling you the plan, whoever's reading this. You'll see on you're own. Second, what's up Frankie?
Enough with the fourth wall breaks for now. We gotta check on Harley to see if she's ready. She's been getting dressed for like a half hour.

"HARLEY, YOU ALMOST READY?" I yelled.

"JUST A SECOND"

Harley then comes out in a black and gold dress with her hair down.

Oh. My. God.

I have no clue how she could look sexier than she already was.

Let's just hope we could take that off tonight.

"Wow. Harley, you look amazing," I said, not realizing I was just staring at her tits.

No bra. Sweet.

Do you want to mess this up for us? Wait until we get in bed.

"Um, Dead? You have little cartoony heart thingys going around ya head," Harley said.

"Yeah, that happens when I'm turned on. Don't worry, they'll stop soon. Ok, let's go. WAIT. We need a car..."

"Ha, that's no problem," Harley chuckled.

When we went outside, she led me to this expensive car dealership. When she saw the red and black Ferarri, she broke the back window and went in to hot wire the car.

Did... Did she just steal a car?

Yes. Yes she did.

Oh my God, I'm in love. I'M IN FUCKING LOVE.

"Hey, Dead, ya comin' or what?" Harley called.

"Move over, sugar, let me drive!" I said with overwhelming excitement.

While I'm driving, I see her staring at me. I don't look back, because I don't want her to stop. Her eyes then move down to my legs.

Oh shit, you see what she's staring at right?

Yes. I. Do. SHE WANTS THE D!!

Wait for it guys, I think she's gonna sucks my dick! Thank you God so much!

After staring down at me for 3 minutes, she leans over. Holy shit, this is gonna feel fan fucking tastic!

But, she doesn't unzip my pants. She takes one of my guns out of my holster.

Hold the fuck up. Really?

Goddammit, I was hype too. WAIT.... What is she doing?

I see Harley go out the car window, laughing her ass off and firing in the air like a fucking psychopath. I've never been more turned on in my life.

But then I realize that she's genuinely happy. She's having the time of her life. She's finally happy.