His Angel // A Joker Fanfic //

Chapter Twenty One - Heart To Heart With Harley

I thought he had changed, I thought I could finally trust him. But that was my mistake. How could I ever think that I could trust him, just like I thought for a split second he actually cared for me and wasn't just using me for this stupid plan of his. I'm lying here in silence on my bed, my forehead and my cheek still stinging. Suddenly there was a knock at my door. I don't want to talk to anyone right now, and if it's Ja-Joker i really don't want to talk to him. "I'm not in the mood for talking." I yelled out to whoever it is standing at my door. But it creaked open and Harley stood in the doorway, her hair out sitting on her shoulders and wearing a red silky night gown. "You know me, I'm going to come in anyway." She said with a smile as she closed the door behind her and walked over to me. "What happened to you?" She asked as she sat down next to me. "Joker's pissed about something, so he let out all his anger on me. I only asked where Aston was because I'm really worried about him." I sighed, looking up at her. "Time to have a heart to heart with Harley." She said nodding. She repositioned herself so she was lying next to me. "I really like Aston Harls." I said, staring up at the roof. "Are you sure it's him you like?" She asked with a small smirk. What's that supposed to mean? She doesn't think that I could really fall for him, does she? I mean, once upon a time I thought I did, but I know that it's not true. "And what exactly is that supposed to mean Harls?" I asked, looking over at her. "I'm saying is it really Aston you like? Are you sure it's not... hmm, say a certain clown?" She asked with a few giggles. "You're kidding me right? No way could I ever fall for him! First he forces me to work for him. Secondly he brands me with a stupid tattoo. Then thirdly he abuses me, twice!" I shout, sitting up. I'm sure he can hear me from downstairs or in his office of wherever the heck he is, but I don't care. I want him to know what I think.

"Yes, but you've kissed multiple times, and admit it you enjoyed them. Look Maddie, if you get to know him, like really get to know him, you'll find out that under all that hate and anger and creepy smiles he's a normal person like you and me. Well...like you at least." She explained with a warm smile. I get where she's trying to go with this, but it's not working. "Yea, well maybe I don't want to get to know him." I sigh, lying back down again. I heard her sigh softly then get off the bed. She walked towards the door but stopped in the doorway. "He likes you ya know. He may not always show it, but I know he does." She said as she turned and looked at me. Yea, I'm real sure he likes me Harls, just like he likes killing people. "And how do you know that?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Because the first time he saw you, he couldn't take his eyes off you. And he promised you that he wouldn't let anyone hurt you. He never said that to me, not once." Then she turned back around and walked out of my room. She left me hanging with her words. 'Because the first time he saw you, he couldn't take his eyes off you'. Yea I'm sure at the time he was thinking 'hmm, I wonder how I can ruin her life?'. Well, he succeeded with that. The warehouse was silent for a while, until I heard the sound of footsteps heading up the stairs. Once the footsteps reached my room they stopped. The door creaked open and there stood the Joker, his hair all messy and his lipstick all smudged. I didn't make eye contact, I just rolled over and faced my back towards him. He's got some real nerve coming up here and stopping at my door. "Maddie I-" "Don't call me that,you lost that privilege." I cut him off, quoting him from earlier. He growled then entered my room. What the heck?! "I don't want to talk to you. I trusted you, my mistake." I spat, still facing my back to him. It was silent for a bit, then I heard him walk over to the bed and sit down. Doesn't he know what 'I don't want to talk to you right now' means?

"Angel, look at me." He demanded in a serious tone, but I didn't listen. He then put his hand on my hip and tickled me. Awe crap I'm like super ticklish, there's no way I can keep serious right now. "Doll face, come on." He said in a more playful tone. I started giggling, then full on laughing. "Joker...please." I pleaded in between laughs. "What's my name?" He smiled proudly, tickling me even more. "Joker...please...I can't...breath." I laughed. "I said what's my name?" He repeated. First he told me not to call him by his real name, me he's telling me to. Seriously, make up your mind. "Jack!" I shouted playfully, then he crashed his lips on mine. I tried to push away, I didn't want to kiss him, but he was too strong. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer to him. His lips are so soft, so I gave in and kissed back. After a while I finally pulled away. "You know you can't just kiss me every time we fight, right?" I said, slightly out of breath. He chuckled softly and smiled at me. "Yea I know." He lent down and kissed me again. This one was more passionate then the last one. I enjoyed it more, a lot more. We pulled away and snuggled up to each other. I couldn't be bothered to change into my pyjamas, I was too comfy. I eventually fell into a deep sleep, my head resting on his chest. I know I said that I'm not falling for him, and that I like Aston and not him, but I just can't help it. He does something to me that's made me drawn to him. And it could be possible that Harley was right. Maybe I am falling for the wrong man. Maybe he actually does like me and care about me. I need to ask him if he's as confused as I am.