Gotham High: Harley & Joker [COMPLETED]

Chapter 6: Do I?

Johnny's P.O.V:

The idea ran through my head again. I was sure. So when it was my turn I turned towards Harley.

"Kiss me. A real kiss. Not just a peck on the lips." I said before I could rethink my words.

She blinked and I could tell she was surprised and confused. But she had to. So she leaned over and I kissed her. Her lips were soft and warm. I was on the opposite side of Jack so when I opened my eyes I saw him over Harley's shoulder. He was glaring at me, his eyes held jealousy and hatred. Don't worry. He won't hate me forever. I smirked while Harley's mouth moved with mine and she pulled away, still a little dazed. She sat back and looked at me with big curious eyes. I loved her eyes. It was like looking into the ocean.

   *after and eveyone was leaving*

I was still thinking about Harley so I didn't see Jack coming from the side. We were on the side of the house, no one can see us. He grabbed the collar of my shirt and pinned me against the wall, my feet hanging 2 inches off the ground.

"What the hell, dude?" His voice was calm. But I knew it was more deadly then when he was yelling.

"What? You don't LIKE her, do you?" I widened my eyes. "Ha. The king LIKES a girl. I thought you didn't have a soft side." I smirked. I knew what I was doing was risky but I didn't care. My eye sight went blurry and my head pounded after Jack's fist hit the side of it. I groaned. He dropped me.

"Don't. Ever again." He growled.

Jack's P.O.V:

What Johnny said rang in my head over and over. Do I like Harley? Like.. like like? I shouldn't though. He's right. And I don't want a soft side. I have to get over her.

But maybe you don't want to. Maybe you do want her to be yours. Isn't that why you did that to Johnny boy?

No! I just don't like people touching what's mine!

Yours?

I mean... ugh! Stop it!

You like her.

No! She's just another dumb girl! Even dumber since she's just a stupid blondie!

Yeah. Right.

Grrrr.... STOP IT!

Jack clenched his jaw and leaned up against the wall. He looked around. This wasn't his street. No. Not his block. Not even in his part of town. He looked up at the building beside him.

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