fortydust // j. // brockhampton

𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫

Harley was laying in bed, watching Avatar: The Last Airbender on Netflix while relaxing after multiple days of hard work. She was excited to see the finished music video when HK was finally finished editing but for now, all she needed to do was wait. And tomorrow, they were all going to the BH house to make their second song. But for now, her mind was on how cute Katara and Toph interacted after getting their makeup done. "Aw." She smiled to herself and then jumped at the doorbell.

"Can someone get it!" Harley grumbled loudly. They knew she didn't like to be interrupted while watching Avatar. But then the doorbell rang again. "Actually fuck you guys!" Harley yelled before climbing out of bed. She quickly switched out of the t-shirt that Joba gave her and slipped into a plain white one before walking to the door.

When she opened it, her heart dropped. "What the fuck?" Harley spit out, about to close the door but a dainty hand with sharp, dark nails stopped it from closing. "Please." A deep, raspy voice pleaded and Harley blinked.

"Why are you here, Cat?" Harley spit out her name like it was poison, unable to stare her in the eyes. They ran over Cat's dark hair that spilled over her shoulders, her defined lips, and sharp eyebrows. And then Harley looked her in the eyes, needing to suck in a breath.

"Harley," Cat pouted her mauve colored lips, "We need to talk." "Cat do you remember how we left off?" Harley's hand tightened on the doorknob and Cat tilted her head. "Oh come on Harley, that doesn't mean we can't talk right now." "Uh," Harley laughed numbly, "Yes it does."

"Don't be immature," Cat smoothed her hair before taking out a cigarette, "You always liked to talk about feelings, anyway. I thought you'd be more happy." Harley watched as she lit her cigarette, Cat's long fingers wrapped around the lighter. "I wanted to talk about our feelings before you fucking," Harley paused to control her emotions, "Before you cheated on me, Cat. I don't really wanna hear what you have to say anymore."

Cat shook her head with a pitiful laugh. "But what if this works out for both of us? You always wanted to make it work." She exhaled smoke and Harley turned away. "I never said that I wanted to if you cheated on me." "But did we ever really agree that we were in a relationship?" Cat huffed, "Did you ever ask me if I wanted to be in a committed, monogamous relationship with you?"

"Yes," Harley blinked, "You're fucking lying. I tried to talk about this with you all the time." She could feel her blood pressure rising. "You tried." Cat pointed a finger at her and Harley wanted to push it down. "Get off my front porch." Harley growled, going to close the door but Cat stopped it with her boot. They were similar to Harley's, dark black but closed with square buckles.

"Can I just tell you what I came here for?" Harley was about to say no but recognized Cat's vulnerable voice and the way that her eyebrows were drawn together in concern. She always found herself giving into Cat and not in the way that she'd let anyone else affect her. And not the good way.

"Fine. But hurry up." "I always liked your feisty side." Cat stood up taller, her eyes trailing over Harley's body seductively. "Stop." Harley swallowed, urging her on. She wouldn't let herself trust Cat again. Never.

"Fine," She tried to hide her smirk, "I was wondering if we could get back together. And actually talk about being a couple this time." Harley was quiet for a second, trying to control the emotions jumbling together. Suddenly she felt the urge to say yes, remembering the best times they had together. But then she stopped herself. No matter what, Cat still treated her poorly. She'd still cheated.

"You cheated on me." "Have you never heard a partner really loving the person that they cheated on? It happens all the time. And I didn't even know we were dating." "Then what were we?"