Haylee Quinn

Chapter Thirteen - Drunk?

This room seems to be some sort of personal bar, a white leather couch sat right across from the doorway against the back wall, a small bar in the corner of the room and empty bottles scattered all over the room.

I looked up at J and I could instantly tell he's drunk, despite the whiskey bottle in his hand. His hair is all messy and falling in front of his face and he just had this drunk look on his face.

"Haylee baby, come over to daddy." He said in a slurred voice.

Yea he's definitely drunk. I rolled my eyes at how difficult this is going to be and walked over to him. I sat down next to him, but he picked me up and sat me down on his lap. Okay then.

"You know... you're so pretty." He slurred, dropping his head back laughing.

"You very talented too, better than Harley ever was."

As flattering as all this is, I know he doesn't mean one word. He probably doesn't even know he's saying any of this. He grabbed my ankles and wrapped my legs around his waist.

"Am I special to you?" I could smell the alcohol in his breath, it's kinda gross.

How do I answer this, I'm not sure. But it doesn't really matter since he won't remember any of it. I brushed the hair out of his face and nodded.

"Well I mean yea. You could say you're special to me." I smiled at him.

Before I knew it his lips were crashed against mine. I didn't know what to do, so I just closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck. But like i said before he won't remember or mean a damn thing, as much as I'm kinda enjoying this. We stayed like that for a while until we both pulled away.

"I love you Haylee Quinn." He whispered to me, even though we are the only ones in the room.

He just... oh my god! Harley told me he had never said it to her, but just did to me. I can't... oh wait, I almost forgot, he's freaking drunk!

"As much as I wish you meant that I know you didn't, cause you're drunk. So I'm just gonna leave you be and go back to bed." I sighed in a somewhat sad way and got off his lap. As I headed towards the door I heard him laugh behind me, but it didn't sound slurred like before.

"You thought I was drunk?" His words made me freeze in the doorway.

He.. isn't... drunk? Oh my god what have I done?! I slowly turned to face him with a shocked expression on my face and a large smile on his.

"You..."

"I meant every word Haylee, I honestly-"

"No! No you can't. I can't! You said to me yourself that you loved my sister, I can't do this to her and neither can you. No matter if she's dead or alive, I just..." I didn't let myself finish, instead I ran out of the room.

I heard him call out my name but I just couldn't bring myself to stop. I don't care if it'll get me punished, I just can't stop. I ran straight up to my room and slammed the door behind me, tears starting to roll down my cheeks.

"Haylee please let me in." J begged as he knocked on my door.

I didn't answer him, I just ran over to my bed and buried myself in blankets. All I can think about is that kiss, and how perfectly wrong it was. Dead or alive, I feel like it would still be cheating on Harley. But I actually think I'm falling for him, and I actually think he seriously meant what he said.

I was so muddled up in my thoughts I didn't notice him come in. I felt him sit down on the bed next to me, but I still stayed in my lying position with my back to him. I felt more tears come out and I just wiped them away.

He didn't say anything, he just laid down beside me. He didn't pull me closer or cuddle me or anything, he just... laid there. I think he's understanding what I'm thinking, but then again I can never tell with him.

Eventually I fell into a deep sleep lasting until 9 the next morning. I woke up with J still next to me, but I'm facing him now. As I shifted slightly he opened his eyes and turned to look at me properly.

"Haylee listen, I'm sorry about last night, I-"

"J there's nothing to be sorry about, if anything I should be the one apologising." I interrupted as I sat up.

He sat up and wrapped his arm around my neck, I moved over a bit and rested my head on his shoulder. He sighed deeply and rested his head on top of mine. He said he's treating me like he never treated Harley, so did she ever get to spend mornings like this cause I like this.

"I'm sorry I just lashed out on you like that, I was just confused is all. I wasn't expecting that at all, especially coming from the Joker." I explained, chuckling a bit at the end.

He didn't answer, but I did feel him nod slightly. He pulled me into what was more like a hug and planted a kiss on my cheek. I won't be getting used to the feeling that runs through my body when he does that anytime soon.

"Haylee?"

"Yea?"

"Did you mean it when you said I am special to you?" He asked, I felt him move his head to look at me properly.

"Yes, yes I did." I smiled up at him.

"I'm glad you stayed and didn't leave with Batsy, it wouldn't be the same without you. And besides, even if you did leave I just would have searched for you and kidnapped you again." He said in a casual tone.

We both laughed genuinely then calmed down. He then lifted me up and placed me on his lap. I leaned back against him and he rested his head in the crook of my neck.

"So what are we doin today?" I asked.

"Well someone's actually enjoying themselves. I wasn't really going to do anything today besides planning for upcoming stuff. You could probably go do something with the girls if you want." He said as he started playing with my hair.

Yay I get to see Selina and Pam again, even though I saw Selina yesterday. I wonder what sort of trouble we three can get into?

"Okay then, Puddin." I said mockingly.

"I like it coming from you." He smiled at me as I got out of bed, laughing at his words.

He really is something huh. I'm sorry Harley, but I can't help it. I think I'm in love with the Joker.