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"You have to be there!" Peter cried out, throwing his hands around, "I told Mr Stark that you would be there. You can't let me down. Please!"

"I don't want to be there. I get that it's your birthday but you know I don't want anything to do with the Avengers. Hell, I don't even know their names or faces. Not including Nat and Wanda of course. I know Sam is associated with them but-"

"Don't make me bring out the big guns,"

Harley scoffed, "I'm not scared of you, Spiderboy,"

"It's Spiderman and you don't need to be scared of me,"

"You know I can kick your ass even though you're supposed to be a superhero,"

"Correction, I am a superhero. But that isn't the point!"

"Then what is the point?"

Peter smirked, "I'll tell Nat the truth. I'll tell her that you didn't come here and you went home with a random man,"

"You wouldn't,"

"Wouldn't I?"

Harley got to her feet noticing how Peter tensed, ready for a fight, "Fine. You have me on that one,"

"Yes!"

"But! I show my face, have a few drinks and I am gone. Understand?"

"Fully,"

"And I want your boss to buy me a dress. Clearly, you want me to make a good impression, so he buys me a dress or I stay at home stuffing my face with junk food all night,"

"I'll call him now," Peter grinned and ran to his bedroom making Harley sigh.

"One of these days I'll kill him," Harley muttered and there was a knock at the door. She dragged herself to her feet and opened the door to Tony Stark. Her eyes went wide and he smirked at her, "H-hello,"

"You want a dress then?" He smirked, "Don't worry. I was on the way over when Peter called. Get your shoes on. Let's go shopping and don't worry about anything. I've got you,"

"Fuck," She whispered out, "Peter! I will kill you!"

"Hello, Mr Stark. Fancy seeing you here," Peter forced a laugh and Harley punched him hard on the arm, "Ow! If I didn't know you, I'd say you were super strong and a secret hero,"

"Who says I'm not?" Harley joked, "You better hope I look damn sexy Stark or I will never help you out again,"

"Why? Do you want to pull?" Tony laughed.

"Definitely not. I'm off men and I don't want a relationship with an Avenger. Thank you very much," Harley said, "Let's get this over and done with. I'm going to find the most expensive dress ever and I'm going to get a new pair of shoes. Jimmy Choo is calling my name,"

Tony rolled his eyes, "Just hurry up. I have shit to do before the party tonight,"

Harley applied the last layer of her lipstick and stepped back, looking at her reflection. It wasn't often she got to dress up properly and feel good about herself. Tony had treated her to new shoes, a dress, and makeup and she managed to steal his card and get some new undergarments to go with her new outfit.

She smoothed her hands down the material of her dress and heard Peter call her name, telling her to hurry up. Harley slipped her phone into her bag and rested the thing chain on her shoulder. She double-checked the clips that held her hair back on one side and let out a shaky breath.

"Holy Hell!" Peter said as she stepped out of her room, "You look amazing!"

"Thanks, Pete," Harley smiled, "Don't make me regret doing this,"

"It's my birthday,"

"Your point?" Harley rolled her eyes and ruffled his hair, "When are you going to grow?"

"When are you stop going to be a bitch?"

"Give me 4 years,"

"What? When you're 30 and old?"

"Shut your mouth Spidey," Harley said, "I may not be a superhero, but I can still kick your ass,"

"Not in those heels," Peter said under his breath and grabbed his leather jacket, following his sister out of the apartment.

On the way down, Harley listened to her brother talk about his girlfriend and what plans he had for them both the next week. Peter seemed really happy with her and was nervous about her meeting the family. Especially Harley.

"I'm not going to scare her away, Peter," Harley said opening the door to her building, "You know that. You seem really happy and I promise I'll make her feel comfortable. If you need to worry about someone, it's Tony and May,"

Peter groaned, "I don't want her to meet any of the Avengers. It was bad enough when she found out who I was,"

There was a sound of feet scuffing the floor behind them and they looked over the shoulder. She held back a sigh and looked up into Levi's eyes.

"Why are you here, Levi?" Harley asked.

"I came to talk to you,"

"I've told you that I don't want to talk to you anymore," Harley said, "Just leave me alone,"

"I want to marry you, Harley. I still want you,"

"You can leave now," Peter said stepping in front of his sister, "Harley told you to leave her alone so just do it,"

"Stay out of this, kid," Levi said, "Us adults are talking,"

Harley grabbed Peter before he launched himself at him, "Levi, I am giving you one last warning or I will have you done for harassment,"

Levi clenched his fists, "Don't forget that you work for me, Harley,"

"And that is as far as our relationship will ever go. A working relationship," Harley said and a limo pulled up behind them, "Good night,"

Peter glared at Levi before climbing into the limo. He slammed the door and the limo pulled away from the side of the road. Harley finally took a breath and Peter looked over at her.

"Are you ok?"

Harley nodded, "Yeah. I'm...I'm ok. He, uh, won't leave me alone,"

"He will now," Peter said, "Maybe we should turn the limo around and-"

"No. No chance in hell. I won't let that jerk off ruin your night," Harley said, "Ignore him,"

"If you say so. But I will be telling Nat and Wanda that he showed up tonight,"

"Will you at least let me tell them? It is kinda my problem to sort out," Harley rolled her eyes.

"Not anymore," Peter said under his breath.

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