Oh my fricken gosh! The outcome from the last chapter was incredible! And, as stated, Harley the six week old puppy is now yours! Enjoy the story and don't forget to vote! I'll make sure to make more chapters but make them more reader interactive. Enjoyyy!!

~third person~

Y/n and Thomas spun around and saw a very muscular man; quite tall too.

The sight of him made Thomas cower. How could he ever stand up for Y/n when this guy was like twice his size and half of Thomas's weight in pure muscle?

"Ugh, you again Aaron?" scoffed Y/n crossing her arms and rolling her eyes.

Aaron flicked his vision towards Thomas. "Who's the coward in the corner?" taunted Aaron.

Y/n glared daggers into the back of Aarons skull, "Why do you want to know?" she asked trying to keep her voice steady.

Aaron turned to face her, "Ah, ah, ah! How many times have I told you not to speak to me like that?" he asked, "We have an agreement.."

Y/n chuckled as Thomas and Aaron gave her weird looks. "I've told you, time and time again, were not dating anymore, Aaron," said Y/n planting her feet into the tile floor

"You've told me but what difference does it make when a wee little lady stands up against a man?" asks Aaron, subtly trying to flex his muscles.

Thomas grew anxious but jealous at the fact that Aaron was trying to impress
Y/n.

"Thank the Lord she's not dating you anymore," Thomas blurted out, "Wouldn't want my best friend going out with a muscly, and very arrogant, air-head."

Aaron flinched at Thomas's burn. Thomas knew he was an amazing roaster but he never really put that talent out for the world to admire.

"What did you say, scum?" asked Aaron trying to come up with witty insults.

Thomas rolled his eyes, he knew what Aaron was going at. "Don't play dumb, Aaron. Oh wait!" Thomas said coming up with a cliché zinger, "You already are dumb!"

Y/n couldn't help it, she burst out laughing. Aaron gave her one stern look and she straightened up.

Aaron approached Thomas wearing a very pissed expression on his face.

He raised a fist and, would've hit Thomas if it wasn't for Y/n catching it in her palm. "Thomas, move out of the way," she said struggling to hold his fist

Thomas slunk down and scootched out of the area. Y/n let Aaron's fist go. He slammed it into a chair.

Y/n looked at Aaron with a satisfied expression. But she wasn't done, on no.

Y/n grabbed Aaron's forearm and twisted it behind his back, kinda like what police officers do when handcuffing a person.

Aaron grunted, "What the hell! Let me go!!" he muttered through gritted teeth.

Y/n shook her head still grinning, "Only until you promise to leave me and Thomas alone."

Aaron nodded vigorously, "FINE! FINE! Just let me go!" he said, "You're wrinkling my shirt!"

Y/n let him go and stepped aside as Aaron scurried through the shop and ran out the door.

Y/n looked behind herself and saw Thomas looking shocked at the doorway like he'd seen Batman wearing a poofy pink tutu.

Y/n laughed and grabbed Thomas's drink and placed it in his hands. He looked down then back at Y/n.

"How - how did you do that?!" Thomas asked smiling like a goof.

Y/n shrugged, "I took a little bit of martial arts when I was little."

"Well," began Thomas, "You must've kicked some butt if, after a few years, you can still do that."

Y/n smiled, "Thanks."

Thomas nodded, "We should get going. We've been here for a while.." he said.

Together, they walked out of Starbucks and headed towards Thomas house to relax for the rest of the day.

Then, Y/n stopped in front of a department store with a large open window in which you could see the inside of the shop.

She squealed and stuck her face to the cold glass. "What is it?" asked Thomas looking in. He gasped.

"PUPPIES!!!" they yelled at the same time. "Aww! Look at that little tiny one!" chirped Y/n pointing to the tiniest puppy huddled in a corner chewing on a piece of fluff.

(I'm talking about Harley!!! :DDD)

The puppy was wearing a bright red vest. He had sparkling blue eyes and black, grey, and white fur. He was the smallest but what the puppy lacked in size he made up in weight.

This puppy was the chunkiest one there! He was still small and probably only weighed a kind and a half more than the others.

It wasn't too much of a weight difference, so he was still in the healthy zone.

"I need it..." Thomas muttered with his face still pressed to the glass.

He unstuck himself and ran inside. Y/n chased after him and gazed into the glass, topless, container holding the tumbling, clumsy puppies.

A clerk walked up to them, "How may I help you two?" he asked politely.

Thomas pointed to the puppy I showed him, "If like to but that puppy!" he exclaimed happily.

The clerk laughed, he was an older man, white hair and a thin mustache and beard, "Of course."

They watched him reach in and pick up the puppy by the scruff and place him in Thomas's arms.

"Now follow me and you can fill out the paperwork and take this fella home." said the clerk smiling and walking over to the counter, Thomas and Y/n following after.

~°~°~°~

After filling out the paperwork, both came out gushing over the little bundle of fluff and warmth in Y/n's arms.

The name they decided on was "Harley". The name of the Joker's girlfriend and a brand of really awesome motor bikes.

It suited him just fine because when he barked, it sounded like a small motorcycle turning on. He was loud and sprite for such a young pup.

Harley was definitely going to be loved by his new owners.

//END OF CHAPTER FIVE\\