Harley Quinn Imagines ♥ (EDITING)

[FOUR] ♥save me♥

OH SHIT AN UPDATE ITS YA GIRL!!

I'll try my best to update more frequently, I'm sorry. Also I couldn't find the original request, so sorry if it's not what you wanted :-)

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"(Y/L/N), to your left!"

You gasp, turning and taking out the creature to your left swiftly, then turning once again to hit the enemy in front of you. You truly didn't know why you were being swarmed, it seemed like everyone else was doing fine with their own factions of mutants, but you were having trouble taking on the amount you have on you. And the constant yelling from Floyd wasn't helping either.

"(Y/L/N), watch it, Christ!"

You keep going.

"I'm okay, there's not that much!"
You couldn't even see the outside of the mob.

"I can take it!"
You felt another hit into the torso, and you groan in agony.

"I'm fine!"
You felt your vision blur.

It began to sound like you were under water. Every voice you could hear was drowned out, even if they were yelling. You could hear nothing. That really was the case until you could see the mob clear, being knocked down one by one and began to see a light, female figure emerge. You then heard her voice.

"I gotcha, puddin, just hold on"

She sounded strained. You recognized it immediately to be Harley, but you could make out the doubt in her voice. When Harley Quinn was doubting something, you knew it was serious. You managed to hold on to consciousness for a little longer to be able to make out her face. it was Harley, but a bruised, gashed and damaged Harley.

And it was the last thing you saw before you blacked out.

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You woke up in an emergency helicopter. You felt a hand on your own, and you could hear the voices of the doctors and the pilot discussing your injuries. You didn't really listen. All you did was open your eyes, and Harley was off. "Oh my gosh! Pumpkin, you scared me! Are you okay? The docs were all sayin' that you broke a rib. I was told that you coulda died! Do you feel okay? I don't know what I woulda done if ya died, thank god you're okay!" The questions and comments were immediately fired at you. You didn't expect anything different. "I'm fine, thanks to you" you laughed slightly, wincing at the pain in your rib. "Oh! Should I call a doctor? Nurse? Are ya hurtin'? Well, obviously you're hurtin', Ya got mangled out there, no offense, those no good losers didn't even help ya! And I got told off for bein' the only one who did!" Her questions turned to a rant. You grow your brows at her. "How'd you get in? And where are we going?" Harley nods, smiling slightly. "I had to come on, I mean, I was the one who brought ya on here in the first place. We're goin' to some kinda hospital for looneys. Not a general one, that's why we're takin' so long" she rolls her eyes. "Well, thanks for saving me" you grip her hand tighter, causing her to grin wider. "You're welcome, puddin'" she places a peck on the side of your lips, making you even happier that you were still alive.