I promised a longer chapter. And now I deliver. Love me yet? Ok hope you all enjoy this little bit, I was having a hard time getting it to a point where I liked it, and I'm not sure I did a good job. So please give me feedback and let me know if you thought it read well or not. Or if there was anything I could of improved on. Thanks, guys!!

TOXIC

Chapter 8

I Shall Be Undone

3:47 pm.........

"If you could have anything to eat right now what would it be," Nathan asked, as he lay sprawled out on the floor. Haley lay beside him, facing the opposite direction, the rug underneath their bodies as a cushion. They'd both been relatively civil towards each other since they'd woken up earlier in the day, the air around them somehow lighter, the pressure to be who everyone else saw them as, now gone.

Haley contemplated Nathan's question for a moment. "I want a big, juicy, fatty, cheesy hamburger, and ...........curly fries," she purred, the words rolling out of her mouth like silk.

Nathan's stomach growled. "Or greasy cheese pizza with sausage and onions, and-and olives, yeah black olives," he said excitedly.

"Nix on the onions and you've got yourself a deal," she said, rubbing her stomach from hunger.

"You don't like onions?"

"That would be a huge no. Why do you," she asked, her face scrunched up in disgust.

"Hell yeah. That and green pepper's, maybe some hot sauce. I like my food all kinds of spicey," he licked his lips just thinking about it.

"And I like my food when it's not giving me heart burn. Although," she paused, " I could go for some pepperoni  pizza, with a few bread sticks....mmmmm"

"And with a big glass of milk," Nathan added, closing his eyes with sweet memory.

Haley turned to him, squinting her eyes. "Did you just say you wanted milk with pizza?"

"Yeah. Why you never tried it?"

Haley rolled up onto her side and gave him a look of total revolt. "Uh no, that's nasty."

"No, nasty is putting corn and octopus on your pizza, that's what's nasty," Nathan stated, pushing himself up onto his elbows, a mild smirk on his face.

Haley didn't buy it, "You're totally lying to me, no way do people do that."

Nathan let out a little knowing chuckle, and moved to sit upright so that he could look at Haley straight on.

 "Last summer, me, Theresa, and a couple of the guys, toured all around Europe and Asia. We spent like about a week in Japan I think. Anyway, so we stopped in this small grocery store shop thing to get some food. All we see are these strange pastry breads, and raw fish and junk like that. Until we come to the freezer isle, and see these frozen pizza's. We're all hyped, cause we think we've finally found some normal food ya know. And then we pull one out, and it's covered with like cabbage, and bacon, and corn. We pick up another, and it's got shrimp and octopus on it. Half the guys wanted to hurl, it was hilarious."

Haley's eyes were comically wide, "So... did you eat it?"

Nathan laughed, and fell onto his back "Hell no!"

Pushing herself into a sitting position, Haley carelessly twisted one of the rug tassels with her fingers. "You probably could of picked that stuff off ya know," she gave him a quick smile.

"There you go being all logical, helps me a lot now," he teased her.

Haley let out a little laugh, until their eyes met. Unconsciously she looked back to her tassel, and began twisting it again. "So you went to Japan huh? That's pretty awesome," she said, changing the subject.

Nathan nodded his head somewhat reluctantly, reliving the experience in his head, as he sighed, "Yeah, it wasn't too bad. It rained the whole time we were there though. Theresa kept bitching and moaning about her hair, or her makeup or something. Annoyed the crap out of me."

Haley sympathized with him. From what she knew about Theresa, she'd always been stuck up. Not that most of the wealthier Bayview students weren't, but Theresa had always thought she was just a cut above the rest, and it showed in everything she did. "Oh that's right, I remember you two are an "item"."

Nathan cringed, as he rolled back up onto his side again and began mindlessly messing with the zipper on his jacket. "Were actually. Brooke tell you this?"

"As always. She failed to mention your break up though," Haley said with gathered interest, watching Nathan fidget.

"Probably because Theresa hasn't told anybody yet," he offered, deciding to go ahead and take the jacket off.

"Interesting," she replied, looking very intrigued.

Nathan debated on whether or not he should tell Haley the truth. Deciding he could probably trust her, more than his own friends. "Let's just say that after a certain guy I know decided to transfer back to school here in Bayview. Princess Phillips conveniently began screwing the her father's assistant."

"Ooh how Scandalous," Haley said earnestly, putting up a hand to her face in mock alarm, before letting out a fit of giggles.

Nathan watched her and laugh, and within seconds joined in as well, shaking his head at the ridiculousness of his entire social group.

 "Whatever, I'm sick of her drama. I'm done with all of it."

"I know what you mean," Haley added.

"Do you," Nathan asked with a curious grin.

"Yes I do. I may not look like it, but under this smart girl exterior is quite the party girl," she crossed her arms with assurance.

"I bet," he answered sarcastically, giving her the once over with a cocky glance.

Haley gave him an annoyed glare, and let out a groan. "Ya know, everyone keeps saying that I don't know how to have fun, or be wild and crazy. But I do. I'm just waiting for a good opportunity."

Nathan's eyebrow quirked up. "Like being stuck alone, in a basement. Alone, with a complete stranger. Hours of free time to do with what you may," he through out, his eyes lowered, as he leaned closer to Haley on the rug.

Haley watched him, but chose not to move, "You're not a stranger Nathan."

"I can, if you want me to be," he proposed, sliding closer her to this time, eyes locked on hers.

Haley's breathing grew deeper, as Nathan's voice seemed to lull her in. "What are you suggesting," she asked, all to aware that this current situation between them was not going anywhere good. Not anywhere she wouldn't regret later on.

Nathan leaned forward, his eyes upward as Haley's body stilled, waiting for his move.

"Hey look at that top shelf up there, I think it has food on it," he uttered. Haley's closed eyes broke open, just in time to see Nathan getting up off the rug. Instead of the kiss she'd been expecting, maybe even somewhat anticipating, she now found herself, staring at the back of his head as he tried to reaching for what ever it was he'd seen.

Her heart hit the floor.

Haley decided then and there it would go against everything in her belief system to have Nathan catch her panting, and in lust. So she gathered her self up, and put a serous mask over her face. "What's up there." She asked, moving next to him.

The top shelf was just out of reach from Nathan's grasp, and with one more urgent stretch he let angrily let his arm fall to his side.

"Cans of food I think, maybe, it doesn't matter I can't reach it."

"I can."

"How?"

"Just watch," she moved to the front of the rack and swiftly grabbed onto the pillars. She pulled herself up quickly on the second shelf, and then the third. On her tip toes she leaned onto the shelf, and looked at grouping of cans that lay in front of her. She picked one up and inspected it.

"What is it," Nathan asked.

"Tomato soup and....................Spam. Expiration date March 15th.............," she showed the can to him.

"Well that's not so bad."

".........1997," she finished, putting it back on the shelf quickly.

"Oh Well who eats Spam anyway. It's probably radio active or something," he said, his stomach letting out another audible growl.

Haley nodded in agreement and tired to lower herself down, but found her pant leg stuck on the metal pillar.

Nathan meanwhile, went back to the rug to lay back down. Haley still struggling behind him with growing frustration. Finally she let out an irritated sigh.

"Hey, stranger, wanna help me get down," she called to him.

Nathan flipped his head back an gave her a naughty smirk. "Whatcha gonna do for me?"

"Not throw these cans at your head," she smiled back sweetly, still trying to unhook her pants.

"What kind of deal is that? Come on James, you can think of something better than can throwing."

"I never said which head I would throw them at," she said, biting her lower lip with innocence.  While still holding on to the shelving unit.

Nathan made an instinctual move to cover his family jewels, and gave Haley a painful look. "Alright," he started to forward, "give me your hand."

At that moment Haley gave one final tug to her pants, pulling her leg free and also swinging her body forward. Unfortunately due to the lack of strength of the shelves, and her unsteady balance, Haley found herself losing her grip on the pillar.

Desperately she tried to get her grasp back, but it was to late, she was already falling. Nathan saw her propelling to the ground, and leapt forward, capturing her in his arms with a quick swoop. This action causing him to lose his footing and fall backward to the ground, Haley's body securely in his arms.

With a loud 'whoompf,' once they landed on the floor, Nathan let out a exasperated gasp, and looked up into Haley's eyes.

"You ok," he asked out of breath

"Yeah. You," she replied, concern written on her face.

"I'm good," he answered, allowing his head to fall back, and rest on the ground.

Haley let out a relived sigh, only noticing then the position they were both in. Her body on top of his. His arms wrapped safely, comfortably around her waist as they lay pressed up against each other, neither of them in a hurry to move.

And then, Haley got that feeling again. That feeling where part of her was screaming how wrong this was, how horrible of a person Nathan really is, how she'd regret anything she'd did with him. The other part of her however, the little devil on her shoulder, whispered for her to go ahead. Do what she really wanted. Use him for all he was worth. He was Nathan 'fucking' Scott for Christ sakes, if there was anyone due to getting a taste of their own medicine it was definitely Nathan.  And Haley knew she wanted to be the one to teach him that lesson.

"Nathan," she regarded him tentatively.

"Yeah," he asked, tilting his head up to look at her.

"Earlier, when we were talking where you going to .....I mean.......did you.... maybe want to kiss me," Haley asked, her last  words spurting out of her mouth so impulsively, she wasn't sure where she'd gotten the courage from.

Nathan looked up at her a little surprised, a growing grin on his face. "Did you want me to kiss you," he through back at her.

Haley suddenly felt awkward, her cheeks becoming red and flushed. She didn't have an intelligent answer to that question.  Didn't think she could come up with one either, not lying above him like she was. Quickly she began to move off of Nathan's body.

However, with a strength and agility that amazed her, he reached up and grabbed her hand, and dragged her back up against him. He encircled her with his arms, and clasped his hands together trapping her.

 She paused, staring into his eyes with doubt. "Nathan....I---"

"I want this Haley."

Stilling her, Nathan lowered his mouth and kissed her.  And, oh he knew how to kiss. From Katie Roberts to Theresa Phillips, he had no doubt had plenty of practice kissing. His mouth applied a slight suction to hers that sealed them together. His tongue was active but not invasive. It penetrated slowly and deliciously.

Echoing the hungry sounds that vibrated in his throat, Haley kissed him back. The little voice in her head repeating the same mantra from earlier. He'll only hurt you, Haley. He's only using you Realizing that she shouldn't be, she angled her head back and away. "Maybe we shouldn't...."

"Shhh." He whispered enticingly into her ear, causing her to moan with pleasure. Nathan let a grin spread over his face. As his searching lips found her neck arched and wanting. Ever so slowly he trailed a line of feather soft kisses down her neck, until he reached the top of her chest.

Haley complied to his movements eagerly, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him close, her nails tracing lightly over his spine, sending shivers all up and down his body. Her fingers twining through his hair, gently massaging the knots in his neck and stroking the chocolate dark locks of his hair.

Nathan moved back and forth over her body, touching her, tasting her all over. His hands now actively pulling her blouse up and off, and he rose away from her delightful touch to do so.

Haley was panting, her lips were starting to feel numb and she felt as if she were coming apart. There was this visceral sensation of uncoiling or unraveling. For a brief moment she was terrified. Terrified of making the wrong choice, making the right choice, not knowing the difference between the two. Because when he touched her, when he looked into her eyes like he was in this moment, she no longer cared what was right or wrong any more.

Noticing her expression Nathan hesitated and pulled slightly away from her. "Haley do you want me to stop?"

This was the point of no return. The second where everything would change.

"No," she said confidently a instant later, eyes filled with desire.

A smile twitched at the corner of his lips, but his touch was compassionate and tender when he reached up and stroked her cheek. "You sure?"

"Yes." she assured him, then bringing her shirt up and overhead the rest of the way.  Both of their clothing seeming like to much of a barrier between them.

Hurriedly they began shedding their shirts, their pants, everything keeping them apart, until they lay naked together.

The awkwardness of the moment cut short when Nathan drew Haley down for a long kiss. His tongue made repeated forays into her mouth while his hands caressed her breasts, her back, her legs. She responded to every subtle suggestion he whispered, until without any further pain and a great deal of sensation and joy, he was fully nestled inside her body.

He continued to coach her. A soft touch, a guiding hand, a whispered endearment. Loveplay, erotic and exciting. Until it became uncertain who was saying what to whom.

The foundations of their worlds began to quake, then break apart. They clung to each other. He cried her name. She chanted his.

Replete, totally drained of energy, she collapsed on top of him. Her limbs so weak she couldn't move them. Her skin was damp with perspiration. His hands continued to idly strum her back, and arms, but all she could do in reaction was smile complacently against his shoulder. And together, the earth slowly began to slip away into darkness, enrapturing them both in a warm cocoon of slumber.