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♠Us Against The World (Jarley)PT2♠

~~~Joel's P.O.V~~~

It's been a couple of days since my encounter with Harley, Lucky me, I was put on the night shift. Alone.

Yay.

Usually it cycled between the three of us, but because the other girls had classes, I took one for the team. I was wiping down the counters when I heard a jingle.

"You still open."

"For 5 minuets." I shrugged looking at Harley as he stepped in. Tightly gripping his bag as he let it fall on a booth table.

"So is 5 minuets enough to grab a coffee?" Harley asked with a boyish smile. I let myself slightly smile at him which made his expression brighter.


"Is that a yes?"

"It's a no until you pay for your last one."

"Dammitttt" He whined as he fell into a booth. I snicked before continuing to wipe down the counters.

"Why'd you come so late? Couldn't just be for a coffee.."

"Came after a meeting, I know some insufferable idiots, y'know?"

"No not really."

"Damn, do we have anything in common?" Harley asked sitting up. I placed the wipe down before dragging a chair to sit in front of him. "I dunno, do we have anything in common?"

Harley stared at me before a cocky grin settled on his face again.

"Alright, what's your favorite color?" He asked.

"Blue, yours?"

"Red."

"I could've probably guessed that," I laughed as he chuckled. "You think the reds are all a joke? No, that shit is my favorite color."

"So the hair isn't dyed?"

"Ugh, no, you think I can pay to keep it consistent? What you're seeing is natural." Harley stated in almost mock disgust.

I laughed a bit as he cleared his throat.

"Okay, favorite thing to do?" I asked.

He bit his lip, looking at his bag before turning to me. "Uh, I guess.. Photography..."

"You take photos?"

"Yeah.. well, I mean not really.. I've just been busy with some work." Harley admitted with a small shrug. He didn't seem comfortable with telling me so I decided not to push him on it. I barely knew him, If I got him mad, I'd be in trouble..

"It's pretty cool, I wish I could see some of your pictures.." I said almost offering. He stared at me, his cheeks puffing up a bit before he looked away.

"Yeah, maybe someday," He gripped his sleeves before turning back to me. "So what about you, sugar?"

"Music and Reading are really the biggest things at the moment.."

"Reading, huh?"

I nodded my head as his lips pursed and he smiled. "Have you ever tried writing?" I shook my head, as he let out an exaggerated gasp. "Get on that, you probably read a lot, so you'd be pretty damn good."

"Heh.. thanks..?" He nodded his head as we both giggled a bit before I turned.

"So what led you to live here, in New Jersey, the weirdest place, also where old A-Ham died?" He asked, letting his hands rest on the table.


"This job admittedly.. It's been a rough couple of years, I'm just trying to hold down a stable job.. I do want to move to Cali though.."

"California... Lemme guess, Hollywood?" He predicted with a sly grin, I stared at him before nodding.

"How'd you know?" I asked.

"You just seem like the guy to try something new once you hold down a stable money, either stage direction or you wanna stand on a set or stage.. Right?"

"Are you psychic?" I asked gently, touching his hand. He pulled it away quickly with an awkward laugh.

"No, I'm just a people person."

"So what about you?" I asked, propping my head on my hand.

"I dunno, guess I just wanted to start a small career before taking it up.." He was pretty vague, but he looked straight at me before turning back towards the outside flickering lamps. "I want to do something for people to remember me, I want the world to remember me.. Lifes too short to do nothing.. I guess.." He responded.

"Oh, So what do you do?" I asked.

He tensed up slightly before turning towards me, with a wink and a cocky smirk. "Don't worry your pretty little head over it, just know I'm making a difference," He admitted.

"You're really vague.."

"I get that a lot.."

"Hollywood would be lucky to get you, you'd be a nice sight to gaze at." He teased, I felt my face heat up.

"Uh.. um.. Yeah.." I waved him off before getting up from my seat and putting it against the table again.

"Well, it's been 6 minuets, think your boss will murder us for being one minuet late?" Harley asked grabbing his bag tightly and gripping it.

"No, they're pretty chill, Eli will probably get mad at me for not wiping the counter enough but I'll get off the hook." I grabbed the key from the hook and led Harley out of the cafe as I closed the door. Tightly pulling it as it clicked into place locking.

"Why'd you do that?"

"Doors old, it has to be pulled while locked so it can lock or open, just tricks of the employer." I admitted. "Anyway, thanks for stopping-"

"How about I walk you to the bus station? It's really late." Harley offered. I bit my lip but I nodded. We both walked down the street as I tucked the key into my bag. We both talked about little nothings, bringing up some news and before long we made it to the bus stop.

"Well this is your stop, I'll see you around, sugar.." Harley waved, as he started to walk away.

"Thanks for being kind enough to walk me back, Harley!" He waved a hand to acknowledge me. I boarded the bus pulling out my phone as the bus started to drive away.

~~~Harley's P.O.V~~~

I reached into my pocket pulling out the key that was so easily acquired in the short walk.

"Kind, huh, sugar?"

I turned the key over in my hand staring at the cafe, but still deciding to walk past it.. For now at least...

"You couldn't be farther from the truth, sugar."

♠♠♠

Woop de doop

Yes Harley just conned Joel-- 
Anyways, part 2 goodnight all--

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