Haylee Quinn

Chapter Twenty One - Crazy For The Clown

"J, what... i thought you... but..." i couldn't finish my sentence because i was both confused and speachless.

He continued kissing my cheek and made his way to my lips, gripping the back of my head and deepening the kiss. I am a mixture of confused and excited right now. Confused for how and why he's here, but excited for the fact that he actually is here.

"I saw you dancing in my club, you looked very sexy up there. You still look sexy now." He smiled at me after a while of drowning me in kisses.

I shifted myself to sit next to him on the bed, then rested my head on his shoulder. He then wrapped his arm around me and rested his head on top of mine. As much as I don't want to ruin this perfect moment, I just have to ask...

"Why did you take me away?" I asked softly as I stared down at my ring.

He moved his head away from mine, and I can tell he's looking down at me. I turned my head to look at him and waited for my answer, but nothing. He just sat there silently, staring down at me.

"I can't loose you too. I can't risk your life with me, I love you too much for that." He finally answered before pulling me into another hug.

"I don't care about those guys, you shouldn't either. As insane as it is I want to be with you J, I want to live this messed up life you have with you. So I'm going back home with you whether you like it or not."

He looked down at me with a blank expression on his face. Okay maybe I shouldn't have been so demanding, but I need to get my point around. I need him to know how much I want this.

"Well that's good then, cause I wasn't leaving here without you."

Suddenly his lips came crashing against mine which made me fall back onto the bed. He propped himself on top of me and I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck. I heard him moan a few times which made me giggle a bit.

I've gone crazy for the clown, and I absolutely love it!

After a bit we pulled away and stared into each other's eyes. He snaked his arms around me and pulled me into a hug again. I snuggled up next to  him and got comfortable ready to sleep. I'm seriously not bothered to change into my pyjamas.

"Night Mr J." I whispered into his ear.

"Good night my princess." He whispered back.

I slowly woke up to feel a strong arm wrapped around me. I turned my head to look at him, even though his eyes are closed i can tell he's awake. I tried to move his arm so i can get out of bed, but that only made him grip onto me tighter.

"J, i know you're awake." I smirked.

"No i'm not." He mumbled in a lazy tone.

I giggled at his reply and brushed his hair out of his face. This is his sane side, the side that everyone else doesn't get to see. But I have that honour. I wonder if Harley did to?

I tried to move his arm again, but he refused, only to grip me tighter again. I swear sometimes, trying to get something done with him is like trying to teach a toddler to defuse a bomb. Pointless and a waste of time. But also sometimes entertaining.

"J come on, I wanna get ready to go back home." I sighed as I attempted to pull his arm away, but which was completely useless.

"So you really want to come back with me?" He asked in a now serious tone as he sat up, finally removing his arm from around me.