Hey readers! Here is the second and final part to this short story.
My inspiration for this moment between Donna & Harvey came from the song Run Forever- by Dave Thomas Junior.
It was nearing 8:00 and Donna still had not arrived at her apartment, either that or she was deeply committed to not answering the door. Harvey had been standing at her door for over an hour now. He rehearsed what he would say to her a thousand times but it was all pointless because when she finally showed up fifteen minutes later, he realized that no amount of preparation would do him any good for this.
"Oh, you have got to be kidding me!" Donna screeched almost hysterically as she stepped out of the elevator and found him standing at her doorway.
Harvey regarded her cautiously before speaking. She looked frazzled. Harvey could see a slight tint of red on her nose and her eyes held a teary glare to them. She'd been crying, he thought. He felt a pang in his chest as he realized that he was the one responsible for all of it. In spite of it all, he still thought she looked beautiful.
"Donna," he began slowly and calmly, "We need to talk."
"Like hell we do, Harvey!" she snapped back at him, pushing her way past him to get to her door.
"Donna, please," he said grabbing her arm to stop her.
She gave him one glare that spit fire and said it all and he released her arm.
"What do you want from me, Harvey? Don't you think you've managed to humiliate me enough times for one lifetime!?" she said turning on him.
He could see she was resolute in her anger but he wasn't going to back down now. He may lose this battle but it wouldn't be because he was a coward.
"Donna, let's just go inside and we can talk" he implored.
He could see her bottom lip start to tremble, like the floodgates were about to open, so she conceded. She opened the door to her apartment and threw her purse on the table. Harvey followed her inside, closing the door behind him. He had only been in her apartment twice before, the less he saw of Donna out of the office; the easier it was to keep things in check. He found it to be a very comfortable apartment. Much like everything else about Donna, it was clean, uncluttered, and practical.
"Well," she said, snapping him out of his thoughts, "You want to talk. Then talk."
She stood across the room from him, arms crossed, unflinching and unyielding. This brought a small smile to his face. He tilted his head a little giving her the look he always gave her when he thought they were both being ridiculous. He could always break the ice with it and though her posture did not change he caught something in her eye that indicated she would hear him out.
He moved across the room towards her and her eyes widened as he did. He was making her nervous on top of all the anger she currently felt.
"Come here" he said taking her hand and leading her to the couch, "sit down."
When she refused, he sat down first and patted the space next to him for her to sit. She rolled her eyes and took a deep breath, considering for a moment before plopping down next to him. As he looked at her now, he realized that Zoe was right, this gorgeous woman in front of him had no clue what she did to him everytime he saw her.
"Donna," he said as he looked into her eyes, "I know you are pissed at me and you have every right to be. But I am sorry, ok?"
"You're sorry? Is that what you came all the way over here to say, that you're sorry? Well that's freaking fantastic Harvey. Apology not accepted, thanks for coming by," she said and started to get up from the couch.
"No, that is not all I came to say," he replied, pulling her back down gently. He gave her a small smile which she did not return.
"I've been a selfish ass," he continued, "and I failed you. Donna, you've put everything on the line for me, you put your career on the line. I can sit here all day and say that I am sorry and I know it won't be enough."
"I am awesome, we both know that" she said matter-of-factly."
Harvey smiled widely and kept his eyes fixed on hers, "Yes, you really are."
There was a moment of silence between them and Donna looked away from him nervously.
"Donna, why didn't you answer Louis' question today?" he asked softly, hoping it would keep her calm.
Her head shot up and her eyes hardened again, crimson flooding her cheeks.
"Because it's a complicated question, Harvey!"
"But it's not, Donna. 'What is the meaning of life?' Now that's a complicated question," he responded.
"What, so you think I'm in love with you!?" she asked with a scoff. "Oh my god, you do! You are a real piece of work!" she exclaimed with disbelief.
Harvey raised his eyebrows and shrugged, "You never answered the question, what else am I supposed to think?"
"I don't know, maybe that it was hardly a professional question to ask in a room full of Pearson Hardman associates and partners!" she countered, her temper rising.
"Ok, then answer it now!" he demanded.
"What!?" she asked in disbelief; anger and confusion written clearly on her face. She stood up now pacing the room. He was pushing it now. He knew he was treading dangerous waters but it was the only way he knew how to approach this.
"You just said the question wasn't appropriate for a room full of Pearson Hardman associates and partners," he said standing up as well, "Well they aren't here now. Right now it's just me and you; Donna and Harvey. So answer the question, do you love Harvey Specter? Do you love me?"
She bit down on her lip to try and control her anger, "Don't you dare try to lawyer me, Harvey! You have got some ner…"
Before she could finish her sentence though, he had grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him. He kissed her intensely, combing his hand through her locks. He felt her go limp in his arms as his heart pounded in his chest. She held onto his waist managing to stand despite legs that had given out and returned his kiss with equal force and energy. She felt soft under his touch and he couldn't imagine ever parting himself from her. They stood in their embrace for what seemed to be an eternity. Time slowed down and nothing else and no one else existed in that moment. When they could no longer breathe, they parted lips but Harvey kept his hold on her. He opened his eyes to find hers staring back into his. She opened and closed her mouth several times to say something but couldn't form a sentence.
"Do you love me?" he asked again, this time barely above a whisper, his forehead pressed against hers.
"Harvey," Donna's voice now hoarse and also barely above a whisper responded, 'we can't do this."
"Why not?" he asked, forcing her to look at him, her eyes began to water up ever so slightly. His heart raced a hundred miles a minute.
"You…I… Neither one of us knows how to make a relationship work!" she said throwing her hands up in the air in defeat and pulling away from him.
Harvey reeled her back to face him. "Yeah…with other people! And do you know why that is? I can't make it work with anyone else because for me not a single woman comes close to you in my book. Our relationship has already lasted years, so why can't we do this!?"
She remained quiet and he pulled her into him and kissed her again. It was a softer kiss but the energy that filled the room the first time around was just as powerful the second time around. She gave into it once again, only stopping when they needed air.
"Donna, we're not running away from this anymore," he said cupping her face in his hands.
"We can't go back. We can't undo whatever we do here, Harvey!" she said with a sense of urgency in her voice.
"I don't want to go back! I don't want to undo anything. I want to keep moving forward with you. I want to cross that line when we know nothing is ever going to be the same because I know it's going to be infinitely better! Donna, I need you! I cannot be me without you! Don't you get it? I don't need you as my secretary. I need you so much more than that; as my partner, my accomplice, my best friend. You are everything!"
He didn't know what came over him. He had never opened up this way to anyone but he didn't care. He'd be damned if he didn't do everything he could to keep her with him. His parents had a far from perfect life together but what he and Donna had was not something you found everyday. He would not let his pride get in the way this time. So he bared it all to her in that moment and let the cards fall as they may.
Donna stared at him in complete shock. He was about to speak up again after a long silence but this time it was Donna who quieted him. Her kiss hit him like a tidal wave. The force of it was enough to know him off his feet but he held onto her and steadied himself. When they pulled apart, she looked up at him, tears in her eyes in a way that told him she would be with him the entire way.
"I love you, always have," she said, and then with a teasing smile added, "Well, Mr. Specter, do you love Donna Paulsen?"
He returned the smile and then looked into her eyes and told her what he knew she needed to hear and what he knew was the absolute truth, "Unequivocally."
I know, not the way it went down but that's fanfiction for you! Hope you all enjoyed it. Stay tuned! I've got some other ideas brewing for some shorts!