This is Art

Cole Hardy - 24 - Barista/Street Artist - She's my muse - Recovering Addict

[cole--hardy]

“I’ve been rather naughty.” Zara answered before grinning at her friend. She knew Cole may be disappointed with her but she didn’t have a problem, she choose to quit drugs because they weren’t the right way to process her feelings. But they had been dealt with and now she needed this for her. “I’ve been stressed and itching for something. Drinking and clubbing wasn’t the answer. I’ll have you know that I’ve haven’t mixed the pot with booze. That counts, yeah?” Zara asked.

He doesn’t look amused by her words and shakes his head, moving to sit down with her. “So I see,” he hmphs. “I suppose,” he murmurs. “As longs as you’re staying clear of the hard stuff, right?” he asks, with a pointed look.

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[cole--hardy]

harleymichellewilson

Harley smiled a bit. “Okay… when you do have to go back to work it’s gonna suck… I can’t do anything. I can’t drive or work or clean…”

“You can read and sketch?” he offers.

[wendy-miu]

Zara stood out on the rooftop, letting her brown curls blow in the wind as she looked out at the city from her perch from the top of Queens. She wasn’t sure what was wrong but she felt bored and complacent which was unsettling for her. She felt nervous and strung out from work and just everything changing around her. So she called up her dealer and got a few spliffs. She hadn’t smoked in months or touched the hard shit in just as long but she needed something to relax her and that wasn’t another night getting wasted and partying it up at some club. Hearing the door creak open, Zara turned her head at the door and smirked at her company. “Hey babe,” she said as she looked at them were her bloodshot eyes. 

[cole--hardy]

After what’d happened with Harley, Cole was feeling a little on edge the past few days. He’d just gotten off of work and had been planning to swing by the apartments to change before heading back to the hospital. Going to take a quick moment to step out on the rooftop for a quick smoke, he was shocked to see Zara. Stepping closer, he shrugged an eyebrow at the greeting. “Thought you’d quit?” 

[cole--hardy]

douglasblackwood

Dougie went to carry on talking but Cole’s sentence caught him a bit off guard, and made him a little confused to say the least. “You’ve been meaning to talk to me about what?”

“Uh, Harley and I’re talking about moving in together,” he mumbles, scratching at the back of his neck.

[cole--hardy]

lizardkinglink

“Oh yeah?  That’s really cool.  Cute little couples activity to do together too, right?  Paint fights and all that?”

He snorts, “Yeah, basically. I don’t like to admit it, but I’ll do corny shit for her.”

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[cole--hardy]

harleymichellewilson

“When I’m allowed to go home can we have the longest disney marathon ever and curl up on the couch with the dogs and food we shouldn’t eat and water since I can’t have alcohol?”

He laughs and shakes his head softly, kissing her head. “Of course we can, babe. I’ll take off and everything.”

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[cole--hardy]

harleymichellewilson

Harley nodded, trying her best to focus on Cole and not everyone that was staring at her as she got wheeled in. “I think I’m okay… Everything kinda hurts a lot so I’m sort of getting used to it,” she said, her voice quiet. “Cole?” she asked, after the EMTs left and she calmed down enough to think without overwhelming herself.

He continues to hold her hand, speeding up slightly as they walk. “What’s up, baby?” he raises an eyebrow, kissing her cheek softly.

[cole--hardy]

lizardkinglink

Link just shrugged a little.  “I know Harley a little, I know she’s not that kind of girl.  Do you usually go illegally paint things or do you also do like, paintings and shit?  My friend Roman does that.”

Nodding, he chuckles, “Yeah, I do. Harley and I just actually finished a mural on our living room wall. She’s much better than me though.” 

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Harley sighed in relief, happy that they were at least going to let Cole stay with her, even though she assumed he wouldn’t be allowed in the room when the doctor asked her the same questions she’d answered so many times before. The EMTs carefully and quickly got the bed out of the ambulance, waiting for Cole to step out before bringing her into the hospital.

[cole--hardy]

Stepping out of the ambulance, he slips his hand into hers, following alongside the bed. “You doing okay, babe?” he asks, continuing along with her. “I can ask them for some pain medicine right now if you need some.”

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[cole--hardy]

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[cole--hardy]

Cole has to stifle the small chuckle when Harley gets on to the EMT for acting as though she couldn’t hear him. “Yeah, she does that,” he nods with a small grin. “Alright, spunky, you relax. He’s just doing his job, don’t get yourself all riled up.”

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“Well, it’s just a concussion. It’s not like I suddenly lost my hearing or forgot where I was and completely spaced out,” she huffed, looking back at their hands before mumbling a quick apology to the EMT who just chuckled. It wasn’t long before they pulled up to the hospital, and the EMT looked at Harley. “Alright, I know you can walk but we technically have to bring you in on the bed, okay?” Harley sighed and nodded. She hated hospitals, and Caleb was almost always the reason for her being in one. “Yeah, I know how this goes, but if you or the other guy makes a joke about how light I am I may cry.” The EMT nodded as the driver came around and opened the door. “And before you ask,” he looked at Cole, “because she’s gonna have to answer some questions about what happened and needs to be as relaxed as possible, you’re allowed in the room with her. Per the officer that followed us here.”

[cole--hardy]

Rolling his eyes, he brushes his thumb over the back of her hand, trying to calm her. He snorts under his breath at her comment and stepped out of the ambulance, walking along side her. Giving the EMT a nod in thanks, glad he'd be able to stay along side her the entire time.

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[cole--hardy]

He could tell her mind was going a mile a minute and he pressed kisses to her knuckles, hoping to distract her. “Hey,” he says softly. “Just relax.”

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“I’m trying…” she mumbled. “It’s just kind of hard… With all of that and then the mess– Oh, god, the mess. Mel. I didn’t– My phone’s still in my car and I don’t know her number. She’s gonna walk in tomorrow and freak and I didn’t get to feed the dogs dinner and you have work in the morning and I’m supposed to be at the station..” she sighed and the EMT gave her a concerned look. “It’s actually good for her mind to keep processing things, but clearly she’s the type to overprocess and overwhelm herself,” he stated, and Harley glared at him. “Hi, yeah, you don’t actually have to talk about me like I’m unconscious. I know what you’re saying. Relax, I got it…”

[cole--hardy]

Cole has to stifle the small chuckle when Harley gets on to the EMT for acting as though she couldn't hear him. "Yeah, she does that," he nods with a small grin. "Alright, spunky, you relax. He's just doing his job, don't get yourself all riled up."

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[cole--hardy]

He moves to sit at the foot of the bed, holding her hand tightly in return as they moved. Quirking an eyebrow at the EMT’s words, he nods, kissing her hand. He knew that meant they’d have to go to court sooner or later, which he wasn’t exactly looking forward to. “I’ll be there with you the whole time, babe,” he promised.

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“I technically don’t have to testify,” she said, clearly zoned out and focused on nothing in particular. “But if I don’t, he might not end up in prison… But I could get a restraining order… That he may not follow…” She intended on saying more, but her mind was moving too fast and it was starting to make her head hurt more than it already did, so she cut herself off and looked down at her hand in Cole’s, analyzing every minor detail about it in an effort to distract herself.

[cole--hardy]

He could tell her mind was going a mile a minute and he pressed kisses to her knuckles, hoping to distract her. "Hey," he says softly. "Just relax."

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[cole--hardy]

Cole nods as the EMT explains the extent of her injuries. He eyebrows shot up when he hears that she’ll be needing staples in her head. Looking at her with a small, satisfied smirk, it takes all his effort not to do just that. “Fine,” he mumbles, deflating slightly.

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Almost instinctively, she rolled her eyes when he smirked, and reached for his hand when the ambulance started moving. The sudden motion made her dizzy and she tightened her grip on his hand a bit, giving him an apologetic look. “What about Caleb?” she asked the EMT, unsure if she wanted to actually hear the answer. “He’s going to get treated in a different wing of the hospital, with two officers right outside of his door, and don’t be shocked if there’s one outside of yours just for security measures, and then he’s headed to jail where a judge will make the call from there.”

[cole--hardy]

He moves to sit at the foot of the bed, holding her hand tightly in return as they moved. Quirking an eyebrow at the EMT's words, he nods, kissing her hand. He knew that meant they'd have to go to court sooner or later, which he wasn't exactly looking forward to. "I'll be there with you the whole time, babe," he promised.

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[cole--hardy]

”Well, I’ve been in my fair share of fights,” he shrugs. He can’t help shaking his head when she jokes lightly, rolling his eyes. “Alright,” he nods. “Okay, I’ll go talk to her,” he insists, stepping out of the ambulance to call Charlotte, while the EMT returns to check her over. Once he’s off the phone, he steps back into the cramped space, asking for the verdict.

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As soon as Cole stepped out of the ambulance, panic washed over her and her heart rate went up until the EMT got her to relax enough. When he came back in, Harley smirked. “Well, the least concerning of her injuries would be the bruise on her wrist, which could also be the most important if the cops want to question who did what,” the EMT explained, and Harley was grateful for how honest he was being. “Your mouth is pretty swollen, but you won’t need stitches. Your head, though, is another story. Probably gonna need a couple of staples that you,” he glanced over at Cole, “should make sure she comes back in to get them taken out. It seems like you have a pretty bad concussion, and you should expect to be spending a couple of days in the hospital, just so the doctors can keep an eye on you.” Harley groaned, looking over at Cole. “Please don’t say ‘I told you so…’”

[cole--hardy]

Cole nods as the EMT explains the extent of her injuries. He eyebrows shot up when he hears that she'll be needing staples in her head. Looking at her with a small, satisfied smirk, it takes all his effort not to do just that. "Fine," he mumbles, deflating slightly.

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[cole--hardy]

He sits back, helping to wipe her eyes. “He’s not ever coming near you again,” he says seriously. “Even if they can’t hold him, I won’t let him. I /will/ protect you from that psychopath.” He kisses her softly, knowing her mouth must be sore. “Want me to call Charlotte?”

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She smiled as best as she could, looking up to keep herself from crying again. “Clearly you can,” she chuckled. “I’ve never actually seen him fight anyone, so I thought he was a lot stronger but then again everyone seems like they’re really strong when you’re 5′2 and 110 pounds…” she said, in an effort to joke even though her timing was wildly inappropriate. Nodding at his question, she spoke again a few minutes later. “Yeah, just… don’t tell her what happened. Be as vague as possible, but let her know I’m okay. Otherwise she’ll freak out. I mean, she’ll freak out either way, but still…” Just then, the EMT from before climbed back into the ambulance and told Harley to lie back, which she reluctantly did while he took her blood pressure and vitals before attempting to clean her wounds.

[cole--hardy]

”Well, I’ve been in my fair share of fights,” he shrugs. He can’t help shaking his head when she jokes lightly, rolling his eyes. “Alright,” he nods. “Okay, I’ll go talk to her,” he insists, stepping out of the ambulance to call Charlotte, while the EMT returns to check her over. Once he’s off the phone, he steps back into the cramped space, asking for the verdict.

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[cole--hardy]

He rolls his eyes, noticing a few cops that were rather familiar with his track record. Keeping his head low, he steps into the ambulance, sitting beside her. When tears start streaming down her eyes once more, he pulls her to his chest once again, shushing her softly and running his hand up and down her back.

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Pulling away slightly, she took a deep breath and wiped her eyes again. “I’m okay. I just– I couldn’t prove it before. Proving it is kind of hard when you’re forced to come up with bullshit excuses for everything and now, even if he tried to say you were the one that did it, they can prove it was him… I mean, it’s not a permanent solution, but at least it’s something…”

[cole--hardy]

He sits back, helping to wipe her eyes. "He's not ever coming near you again," he says seriously. "Even if they can't hold him, I won't let him. I /will/ protect you from that psychopath." He kisses her softly, knowing her mouth must be sore. "Want me to call Charlotte?"