The Girl Next Door (JokerXHarley) - SLOW updates

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Harley's POV

As I approach Joker's door, a million thoughts race my mind. Will he even want to see me? Is he home? Of course he's home, his motorcycle is right there-

I look to where he parks it and it's not there. Where would he be? I think back to when we were telling each other everything.

Then it dawns on me. I quickly turn around and start speed walking.

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After walking five miles, I finally reach the destination.

I'm sweaty, and tired. I lugged my backpack all the way over here. I'm panting a little. I walk around, hoping Joker hadn't left.

I start to loose hope until I see bright green hair, and a cigarette. I sigh and walk over to him. He's facing away.

"Hey." I mumble. He jumps a little and turns around. He looks at me and then turns back around. I sigh and drop my bag. I sit next to him.

"I'm sorry." I whisper. Nothing. There's a long silence and he doesn't say a word. "I am so sorry, Joker." I whisper again. My voice starts to get thick, a lump forming in my throat. Hot tears form in my eyes. He looks at me. He looks down, and blows out smoke. He puts the cigarette out and looks back at me.

He sighs, and shakes his head. "No, I'm sorry." This shocked me. He said sorry. The Joker said sorry. "I didn't mean what I said. You're not needy and you're not a whore." He says, looking into my eyes. "I'm sorry too. You're not a freak, you're not no good, you're... well you're... Never mind."

He looks at me. "I'm what?" He asks. I shake my head. "It's nothing."

"Tell me."

"No. Really, it's not important."

"Harls," he says gently. "Tell me, please?"

I sigh and look into his gorgeous eyes. "You're perfect."

A/N:

I know I know! These chapters are so fucking short! But I think this is a good place to leave it.

Xoxo

~Ari