Hi!

This is my first fanfiction for Suits! I hope you like it. A thousand of thanks to my beta reader AoiLegend!

Have fun reading it. Updates will come regularly.

Harvey knew that his day was going to be a bad when he woke up late. Harvey had never overslept until now and actually there was no particular reason why he was tired that morning. It was just one of those days you better stay at home. Nevertheless Harvey picked up his phone, which had been ringing for at least five minutes. Unfortunately he couldn't stay in bed just because he felt like it. "Ray, I'm sorry, I will be downstairs in ten minutes. I overslept… Wait what? You're not coming? Oh, get well soon. Call me when you feel ready for work again." Harvey hung up his phone and sighed. Apparently Ray was ill, thus Harvey had to drive on his own. He liked driving but he would come in even later because he would have to find a parking spot. But nobody would mind if he came in late, he was senior partner after all. Actually nobody would even dare to bother him if he came in late. Everything was fine as long as he arrived on time to the meetings and court hearings. Oh, shit. Actually he had a court hearing today. Harvey decided that he would skip the shower. He shaved as fast as he could, and made the best out of his messy hair without spending too much time with styling it.

For a brief moment he felt like a college student who drank too much in the middle of the week and tried to go to at least some classes before coming home to shower, eat and nap.

Five minutes later Harvey was in his car and driving as fast as he could. Well at least as fast as the speed limit allowed him to. Maybe he sped up at some yellow traffic lights, but really, who doesn't do that? Harvey wasn't far from Pearson Hardman when he decided to even ignore a red light. The street was empty; it was just one of those stupid traffic lights which had really no purpose…

Or did they?

"Shit!" Harvey shouted. He hadn't seen the bike coming out of a narrow street rushing over the crosswalk. The bike and the man, no a boy as Harvey saw now, flew a few meters before both crashed on the pavement. 'Fuck, I just killed a kid', Harvey thought, but then he saw that the boy started moving.

Harvey jumped out of his car and ran to the kid, who was already standing. The kid didn't really look steady on his feet but Harvey was relieved because he didn't look too bad.

"Hey kid, are you okay?" Harvey just noticed how stupid his question was. The kid had just been hit by a car! Of course he wasn't alright. Harvey sighed. He was going to miss the hearing. He should call Donna. Maybe Louis could go to court instead of him although he hated to ask Louis for a favor. But first he needed to call an ambulance and the police. Ray needed to get better soon; Harvey would lose his driver's license because of this stunt.

Harvey grabbed the kid's upper arm to steady him because he looked like he would fall over at any moment. The older man dialed 911.

"Stop", the boy shouted and hit Harvey's hand. The mobile fell on the street and Harvey could almost hear the display of his phone crack.

"What the hell, kid? You just broke my phone." It was the first time Harvey really actually looked at the kid. He had blonde hair and innocent blue eyes. His nose was bleeding and so was his lip. He was pretty pale but Harvey couldn't say if it was just normal for the kid to be pale. Harvey also couldn't say how old he was; maybe thirteen or twelve or younger. But he knew that Donna would think that he was adorable and she would kill Harvey if she knew that he had nearly killed the boy with the baby blue eyes.

"Please, don't call an ambulance. I'm totally fine, Sir." The kid answered. Harvey didn't believe him one second, but the kid seemed to be old enough to know when he needed a hospital.

"Do you want me to call the police?"

The boy seemed to think about it for a second. But his answer surprised Harvey. "You drove through a red light, right? So this is only your fault. If we call the police you will most likely lose your driver's license. No, I think you'll be lucky if you only lose your driver's license for hitting a fourteen year old boy with your much too expensive car." The boy smirked. "Let's settle this right here and now. First off you will buy me a new bike, because I don't think that that thing is able to be ridden anymore." The kid pointed to his bike and Harvey had to admit that the thing was barely recognizable as a bike anymore. Harvey gulped. The kid was lucky to be alive right now. The boy was also lucky that the bike broke into a million pieces and not his bones. "And you will pay for a new school uniform; it's pretty torn up and my teachers don't like torn up uniforms." Harvey just now realized that the boy's suit was a school uniform of a pretty good private high school, which was actually quiet famous. Some of the associates who grew up in New York went to that school. Not that Harvey cared.

The kid continued, "Additionally I want two hundred fifty bucks because I saved you from a lot of trouble." Harvey rolled his eyes. But he had to admit that he was pretty lucky that the kid wanted to settle like that. He might even get to court only a few minutes late.

"Fine kid, I will give you my business card. You call me later and I will transfer the money to your bank account."

"No, cash."

Harvey rolled his eyes. "Fine, cash. I don't have that much money on me right now. Let's meet later in front of my bank. But right now I have a really important court hearing. Can we do this later?"

"Okay. But I have one more condition."

"What?" Harvey sighed. The kid spared him lot of trouble by not calling the police but the boy was starting to get on his nerves.
"You have to drive me to school, I really can't be late."

Harvey was about to laugh out loud. A high school student who didn't want to be late to school? He had the perfect excuse to be late. He got ran over by a god damn car! If Harvey was in his place he would've called in sick and stayed home watching TV while being cuddled and comforted by his mom. It was high school, not something that really mattered. God, kids these days…

"I can't be late either, kid. I will give you forty more bucks for a cab, alright? It shouldn't be hard to get a taxi at the street over there."

"That's a deal." The kid grinned and stretched out his hand. Harvey sighed. He took fifty dollars out of his wallet and gave it to the boy. "I guess you don't have change, kid?" Harvey asked. He didn't have exactly forty dollars.

"You guessed right." The kid answered smiling while putting the money into his backpack. "And your business card, please. And don't try to trick me because I remembered you license plate and there is a street camera over there which will prove everything I say to the police." The boy explained further. Harvey tried to find the camera; he wasn't sure if the kid was so smart as to admittedly notice a camera or if he was even smarter and bluntly bluffed.

"I really have no need to trick you, kid. And I'm not that evil." He took out his business card and put it into the boy's hand.

The boy looked at it for a few seconds and nodded. "See you soon, Mr. Specter. If you'll excuse me, I have to hurry I am late. And I'm sorry for your car." For the first time Harvey took a look at his car. It was a fender bender. Harvey loved his car but it still looked better than the bike or even the kid.

The boy turned around, kicked a few bigger pieces of his bike to the side of street, and ran to the other street which was much more crowded. Well, it wasn't really running. It was more of an awkward way to limp fast. For a moment Harvey considered to stop the boy and to drive him to a hospital after all. It looked like the kid was hurting a lot but then he looked at his watch and jumped into his car. If he didn't stop at the office first; he would still be at court on time.