My Not-So Sane Romance

Chapter 10

Harley's POV

I stared at the romantic setting before me. Another waiter came over with two plates of steak and two glasses of white wine. Wade stared at me waiting for a response.

"Oh, Wade. You threatened those people and killed a man, just to do this for me?"

"Well yeah! I figured you'd like this and I wanted it to be a surprise. Do you like it?"

"I fucking love it! I..." I looked down and blushed a little. I could tell he was anticipating those other two words. But after a few seconds, he looked down too.

I couldn't control myself any longer. I didn't wanna hold back. I got up and sat on his lap, facing him. I drew my hands closer to take off his mask. Just before I could touch it, he held my hand and put them down.

"Why not?" I whispered.

"You won't like it. I'm hideous," He said, turning his face away.

I pulled his gaze back to me. "I love ya. That's all that matters."

I took off his mask slowly and looked at all of his scars, then looking back into his eyes.

"It's ok. I understand if ya never--"

"Shut the fuck up and kiss me."
I threw my arms around him and kissed him better than I've kissed the Joker. I could almost feel the little cartoony hearts surrounding us. But before I knew it the hearts popped at the sound of the doors flinging open and banging against the walls.

I heard Wade whisper "Ah shit."

We disconnected our faces to look at the door. It was that no good son of a bitch, the Joker.

"Well, well, well. Am I interrupting something, Harley? Too bad. We're leaving," Joker demanded.

"You're not taking her anywhere, Twisty the Clown. And you're sure as hell not gonna touch her either. She's done with you." He pulled me closer to him, not breaking eye contact with Joker.

I've never seen this menacing side of him. It's almost like a different personality.

The joker starts laughing hysterically as he walks towards us. "Is that true Harley old girl? Well then, I'd better give you two a new found relationship present."

Joker takes out a flower from his white jacket pocket and shoves it in Wade's face. A purple gas bursts out, leaving him unconcious.

"Alright boys, he's all yours," Joker says to his henchmen with a grin.

Holy shit, I have a plan! Ok, ok, Harley, don't screw this up. You got this.

"Aw Mistah J, I'm so glad you found me," I squealed in a sweet voice, "he kidnapped me just to get me in bed. This bastard deserves to be punished. Can ya help me torture him in our special room?"

"Oh Harl, that twisted little mind of yours is why I love ya. Alright gentlemen, put him in the car. Harley and I will handle this."

"Thanks, Puddin!" I lean in to kiss him. He holds my face in his hands and slowly inches his tongue to mine. I let him do this for one reason and one reason only. For Wade.