Chapter 14: Part 1
The reflections, a new Mustang, and the rush of letting go…
The voice of Adam Levine died down as I pulled into the crowded driveway. There were cars stationed on every available sidewalk space and the early partiers were able to park in the driveway. Thankfully, one of the premature individuals had just left and the space was left unclaimed. I pulled in, put my car on park, and turned it off. The purr of my powerful engine died down as I checked myself once over before I stepped out of my 'Stang and slammed the door shut. My boots hit the pavement simultaneously as my jean pants fit me closely and my red shirt was hidden beneath my brown jacket.
The November night air hit me roughly and caused me to shiver in recognition. I hugged my jacket even more as I walked past the already drunks and I opened the door. The loud music that I could unmistakably hear outside had become even louder and clearer as I sauntered inside. The warmth of all the bodies crowded inside, hiding from the cold air outside, radiated in the room.
"Haley!" someone called out.
My gaze shifted towards the area the voice came from and I smiled as the being became visible.
"Hey," Peyton greeted me as she approached my newfound figure. "I was beginning to think that you weren't going to show up," she finished as she held a drink in her hand.
"Well I was planning on doing that," I confessed to her.
I only came tonight for one reason; He asked me to come.
It happened one day during our tutoring session. He was babbling about his party and I was getting frustrated at his lack of attention towards his studies. Suddenly, with the awkward air still between us, he invited me to come. I was so surprised that I thought that he was joking. Subsequently, I looked at his face and at his stimulating eyes for humor, except all I could detect was sincerity.
I was so taken aback that I didn't answer, but brought my concentration back to his math book and persisted with our tutoring session.
Then as I was starting to get ready to hang out with Lucas and Brooke tonight, I abruptly had the desire to go to Nathan's party instead. Some part of me actually wanted to come tonight.
"But you know I knew of how much my presence is needed," I teased to her, pulling myself from my reflections. "I am like a drug, just so damn addicting," I added with a laugh.
"Cocky tonight aren't we?" she questioned me as she started to chuckle as well.
For some odd explanation, I had actually felt cheerful tonight. When I stepped out of the car, I couldn't help but feel slight enthusiasm for what the night was going to bring. I knew that when it came to Nathan, one never knew what to expect.
Being as irritating, but also captivating and thrilling all at the same time…
"At least with a reason," I replied with a wink.
We both started to laugh even harder.
"Now, what type of drug did you give Peyton?" asked a novel tone.
I glanced up and swiftly saw Steven wrap his arms around the still amused Peyton.
After getting my emotions in order on Halloween night, I angrily searched for Steven and confronted him. I furiously questioned him about him saying anything to Nathan, but he denied my allegations. I studied him for awhile, seeking for deception, but I stopped once I realized that he would never lie to me. We had gone through so much throughout our life that I knew he would never hurt me in such a way.
Always allowing people I trust get the best of me…
"The Haley drug," I responded to him as I glanced at Peyton quickly, causing us to erupt in more laughter.
Having our own secret joke…
"Okay…" he responded. "Can I join the festivities?" he questioned us, curious and confused.
"You already have," I told him. "Why the hell do you think we are here?" I asked him, pointing around the room. "You know that this really isn't my thing," I continued, referring to the party.
Steven was about to answer, but we were interrupted by the music ceasing to play, and the voice of an individual take over.
"Quiet down everyone," Tim announced to the group of sober and intoxicated teenagers.
Even though, it seemed that Tim had already had a few drinks himself. He was beginning to slur his words and his poise was starting to become askew.
The voices of most of the adolescents in the room died down and in a few seconds the house was eerily quiet.
Being a party and all…
"Well everyone lets give a round of applause for the man of the hour," Tim declared as he stood on top of the stairs. "Or should I say, the man of the day," he continued with his intoxicated state. "Nathan Scott," he finished as he started to clap his hands.
Soon, everyone in the room emitted in applause in acknowledgment of the character throwing the party.
"Being now 18 and legal!" Tim added as he persisted to clap.
Every person in the room, including myself, ejected in laughter at Tim's comment.
The birthday boy suddenly joined Tim by the stairs with a beaming face. He smiled as everyone progressed to applaud in congratulation of his birthday celebration.
Enjoying the attention he craved…
I slightly smiled at his arrogant attitude as he didn't stand embarrassed by being in front of masses of people. He gazed around the room, looking at the crowds of individuals in his beach house, but abruptly his eyesight stopped as he found my figure and held my gaze.
It had been nearly a month since our rendezvous on Halloween. After our heated kiss, we avoided each other until we reached the point when we couldn't anymore. Tutoring was a little awkward at first, but once we discussed our act we decided that it was a dual mistake. Thus, we just forgot about it through time.
A mistake that I unconsciously knew was right…
Though, I still couldn't help myself but acknowledge to feel a little uncomfortable for being present at one of the parties he was hosting. It was still unusual around us.
We continued to hold our gape, until finally our trance was broken when Tim pushed Nathan and mumbled a few things to him.
"Now, I know I might be 18 now, but that definitely doesn't mean that my fun has to end," Nathan joked to everyone.
All the girls and guys started to laugh.
"That just means that I am responsible for my actions now," he added with disappointment.
"That means no more public exposing and expressing your freedom," someone in the back voiced.
The clusters erupted into fits of hilarity once more.
"I know that you enjoyed the show Vegas," he told someone in the back with blonde tousled hair as he held out his drink to him and drank it.
I shook my head in disapproval, remembering when I heard about his prank. However, a smirk emerged on my face in recalling.
"So everyone enjoy the party!" Nathan said as he got off the stairs. "And remember to be responsible since I am now held accountable for anything that happens in this house," he finished as he got off the stairs and joined the groups below him.
The music started up again and the conversations persisted once more. I watched as he moved his way through the multitude, nodding to a few guests and speaking to the minority. After a few moments, he joined us.
Which was ironically right beside me.
"What's up man?" Nathan greeted to Steven as they did their manly handshake.
"Nothing much," Steven replied as he persisted to hold onto Peyton yet again.
"Happy birthday Nathan," Peyton congratulated him as she hugged her ex-boyfriend. "So how does it feel to be 18?" she questioned as she joined Steven once again.
"The same," he answered with a shrug.
"Except that mommy and daddy can't bail him out anymore," I finished for him as I smirked.
He turned around towards my figure and glared at me.
"Well, Haley, I'm surprised to see you here," Nathan sarcastically told me, as he faced me. "So are you planning on getting drunk tonight so you can go and have sex with some jackass again?" he inquired with a smirk.
The smile fell from my face and I looked angrily at him.
"Wait, aren't you talking about yourself?" I shot back to him with a fake smile.
Being back to our old, banter selves…
"Could you guys for one night, just not fight," Peyton pleaded as she interrupted my next verbal slap.
"We aren't always fighting, but debating an issue that we both have diverse views on," I corrected for her with a grin.
Steven, Peyton and Nathan stared at me.
"What?" I questioned them, puzzled.
"This isn't politics Haley," Steven voiced as he eyed me with wonder.
"If that's what you call it…" Peyton added lowly. "So, Nathan what did you get?" she said, bringing her attention to him.
"Yeah man, what did you parents give you?" Steven verbalized with new interest. "It is your 18th birthday and everything…" he finished.
I watched as Nathan abruptly began to smile.
"You want to see?" he questioned joyous like a two-year old. "Follow me," he answered for us as he began to stroll through the throngs once more.
Steven and Peyton followed him, but I was reluctant to do so. I was still uncertain about the state between us.
Always feeling vague when I was around him and uncertain when it came down to affairs about him…
I glanced around at the sea of people around me. They all spoke in their cliques and I soon felt out of place. I have known everyone that I was in the room with me since I was little. It is such a small town that at one point in our adolescent life, you would have to have met every single individual that lived in Tree Hill.
Although, I looked at them and recognized that there was a difference between them and me; I didn't settle for what was expected. They all tried so hard to fit the shape of a popular and marvel teen that they changed everything about their true selves.
Forgetting what it was like to be their own individual…
I chuckle lightly as I certified that I do whatever I want without the care of others' thoughts.
Well at least up until recently…
I was just acquainted with the masses in this room and not actually friends with them.
I looked around the room, searching for my brother or Peyton until I faintly noticed Peyton's bouncy curls behind Steven and Nathan's dark hair. Instinct took over and I suddenly became aware of my feet moving forward, toward them.
"Peyton, wait up!" I yelled as I hurriedly walked to catch up with them.
I rapidly caught up with them after pushing my way through the multitudes gathered in the room. We all followed Nathan quietly as he led us towards the right side of the house. Within a few minutes and after a couple of interruptions from partiers congratulating the birthday boy, we all watched patiently as Nathan opened a door.
I was starting to feel skeptical about the whole situation.
Nathan walked into the dark room and suddenly we could clearly hear his Jordan's squeak on the floor. From the distinct smell and different atmosphere that I could feel, I could enlighten that he was in the garage.
"What did your parents give you for your birthday? A garage?" I questioned puzzled.
Nathan turned around and glared at me.
"Remember Haley, never judge a book by its cover," he told me with an acknowledging expression and a wicked smile that unexpectedly emerged from recalling.
I started to blush in remembrance and thus didn't say anything in response.
He turned back around without holding onto a chuckle as he disappeared into the darkness. A few moments later, after hearing him fidget with some boxes, he found the light switch and the room was ensued.
We walked inside the room.
My hypothesis was correct; the room that we were situated at was the garage. My eyes scanned the large room that was filled up with boxes, basketballs, a tool box, and two cars. I could distinguish Nathan's blue Eclipse, but what caught my eye was the new Mustang that stood in front of us.
The convertible top Mustang was black which added the slick effect to the coupe. I could tell that it was a GT by the special lights and the slightly different body shape. The plate in the front of the automobile read, 'I got mine at Dan Scott Motors.'
I started to laugh.
I could clearly feel Peyton, Nathan, and Steven's intense stares as I persisted to chuckle even harder.
"What the hell is so funny?" asked Nathan, baffled and aggravated.
I continued to snicker.
"Uh, Haley," Steven voiced. "What the hell are you on?" he added bewildered as he gazed at me.
"So you got a Mustang for your birthday?" I questioned with a smile after my laughter declined and I realized that they were looking at me like I was crazy.
"Yeah," he answered. "Why is that so funny?" he asked again with frustration still present in his voice.
"It's just that…" I started as I held off my new laughter. "I have a Mustang," I told him. I started to smile evilly, "You copied me."
I knew that I was acting immature, but for the first time I had felt pleased that I had something that Nathan desired.
More then just myself…
"You're full of shit," he claimed, not convinced.
"You want to take a look for yourself?" I replied. "Just open up the garage," I commanded with amusement.
He stared at me for an instant, partly persuaded, but then as quick as it showed, it was gone. He turned around, walked over to the garage door control, and pushed it. The engines lifted the closed garage door and within moments we had a clear view of the driveway and the front yard.
We could still see people barely arriving at the party as others left and some conversed in their elites on the gravel.
I stepped onto the driveway, feeling the cool air hit my petite body once more as I searched for my car.
"You see that Red Mustang over there?" I questioned him as I pointed into the direction of my vehicle.
"That can't possibly be yours," he verbalized skeptical as he started to pace towards the car.
I pulled out my keys from my pockets and pressed the lock button. The car flashed its headlights and locked its doors yet again in response.
I watched as Nathan extended his eyes in realization.
"Yup, our parents got it for her last year," Steven said as he followed us to the car.
"Mine is a GT," he declared, thinking that he had the last word.
"Mine is a Cobra," I shot back with a broad smile.
The smile that resurfaced on his face vanished once more. Mine widened.
We all sauntered to my car. I watched as he approached my car in amazement, his expression stating that he verified that I was truthful.
"How come I didn't know of this?" Nathan asked.
"Because I like to keep my beautiful car hidden," I confessed. "I don't think it's much of a necessity to drive since Steven already does. Besides, Lucas always drove me to school when Steven wasn't here…saves me gas," I stated.
Nathan stood astonished.
"Hello, save the environment," I commented. "I prefer to carpool."
Nathan continued to gape.
"What?" I questioned him, annoyed.
"Why in the world would you keep this beautiful car under wraps?" he asked, dumbfounded.
"Because I rather not flash my belongings to people," I replied annoyed. "I don't need to show people my car," I added. "Unlike others that I know who prefer to demonstrate off his latest gadget or vehicle so you could make the rest of the people who can't afford it feel like crap," I sternly spoke as I stared at Nathan.
"I do not," Nathan complained. "Is it a problem to show people what you are lucky to have?" he voiced.
"No, it isn't," I replied. "But it is when people don't acknowledge that they are lucky and simply flash it in front of their peers so their status can rise," I verbalized with awareness.
"Nathan, it's my sister," Steven interrupted. "Enough said."
I became angry.
"I don't think that it is such a big deal," I told them heatedly. "Is it so wrong to be different?"
"No, Haley it isn't," Peyton answered with a slight smile, shooting Steven a warning glare. "It's just that some people don't understand to be their own person," she added.
I glanced up at Peyton and held back the smile that wanted to appear on my face.
'Hypocrite,' I thought to myself.
She fit the mold of an All-American teenager. She was the co-captain of the Raven's cheerleading team and dated one of the stars of our superior basketball team. But then I remembered that she worked on a strip for THUD Magazine. In her comic strips she draws the downfalls of high school life, the tragic ness of being a cheerleader.
Everyone tried to fit the mold of a prestigious high school student and I had to admit that I also did at times…
"Why don't we prove who's the best of them all?" asked Nathan, disrupting my thoughts. "Let's race," he declared with a smirk.
I stared at Nathan with bewilderment.
"I have a Cobra Nathan," I stated the obvious. "My car would whoop your car in a heart beat," I commented.
"Maybe so…" he verbalized as he started to stroll towards his car. "But it all comes down to if you are going to do it," he persisted as he moved.
"Why wouldn't I do it?" I yelled after him. "I thought that we already proved it," I added vaguely, catching Peyton and Steven's attention.
Not wanting Peyton or Steven to understand what I was referring to…
"We have yet to establish anything," he answered with a smirk that he knew would anger me as he came near my figure. "Steven would you move your car, man," he told him as he motioned to his car blocking his way out.
Steven's Celica was parked behind the garage and in front of my car. I looked behind my Mustang and I could distinguish a black Honda Civic preventing my exit.
"So are you up to it?" he questioned me with the continuing grin as he now stood in front of me.
The smirk that I wished to slap off his face.
"I would, but there is a little problem," I said sharply. "There is a car blocking our way out," I declared. "What a damn…" I finished under my breath, acting defeated.
The grin stayed on his face.
"Hey Steven," Nathan called out to him. "Would you go get Tim so he could move his brother's car," he directed, recognizing the vehicle. "So are you up to it or not?" he questioned me once more. "I have nothing to loose…" he added with understanding.
I didn't notice Steven disappear and join the masses of individuals inside the house.
"Except your dignity," I specified for him.
"Well, we are just gong to have to see now don't we?" he questioned with the continuing leer.
'Damn,' I cursed myself, being intoxicated by his striking eyes once more.
I started to feel nervous and quizzy, but at the same time feeling a pleasure of being so close to him again.
"What the hell man?" interrupted a new voice, moments later. "I was talking with Theresa…" he continued.
I watched as Tim walked through the gravel towards his car; Steven close behind. Keys in his hands, they jiggled with his hurried movement.
"I'll just be a few minutes," Nathan said with irritation.
Tim finally reached his car and smacked the door hard in resentment. The windows being already down, he turned on the automobile and suddenly Britney Spears blared through his speakers. Everyone stared up at him in amazement.
"Damn that radio," he voiced loudly. "Fucken music they play," he falsely joked as he turned off the stereo.
I gawked at Tim, surprised at how dense he was. One could tell by his facial expression that he was lying. We could all clearly notice his embarrassment from inside the car.
"Just move the fucken car Tim," Peyton yelled, rolling her eyes at Tim's foolishness.
Tim did as he was told and within seconds, the sedan was out of the way.
I unlocked my car and opened the door. I got inside and started the automobile. The Cobra engine roared as I stepped on the gas pedal with the car still being on park. I smiled with triumph as I noticed Nathan's smirk finally fall from his face at the sound of my powerful engine.
Within minutes, I backed out of the driveway after Tim pulled away. Steven then drew out after me, followed by Nathan in his new sleek Mustang. Now, we stood inside our cars, adjacent to one another. We were situated on one of the vacant roads, beside a stop sign. I looked beside me and oddly noticed a group of partiers stand on the sidewalk, cups in their hands, waiting for the race to begin.
'They came for a party and there they are, outside the house; yards away where the celebration was being held at,' I told myself with a chuckle.
Soon I brought my attention to the narrow road in front of me, amazed at how dark and dangerous it appeared. All I could see were the shadows of the trees, darkening the path in front of me. A nervous sentiment passed through me.
I am not the one to take on a challenge that I knew quite well was a dangerous outlook. Most of the time I am able to control my temper, but for some odd reason that when it came to Nathan, I had no control over what I said.
Or over any the sensations that ran through my body…
I glanced to the right of me and a chill ran through my spine. There he was, sitting calmly in his car; blasting some Lloyd Banks that anyone near the block could undoubtedly hear. He turned towards me and I could instantly sense his stare on me. Through the ambiance of the music blaring in my car, his, and the nearby beach house, I could still endure his gaze stronger then any of the vibrations around me.
His beam being so powerful to me…
He continued to look at me with the same smirk that made all the girls melt.
The grin that I really wanted to smack off his face…
He reared up his engine and winked at me. I sighed in annoyance.
"I'll make sure to wipe that smirk off your fucken face…" I mumbled as I reared up my engine in response.
I could soon hear the applause and hollers coming from the outside crowd. I slightly began to blush at their recognition. Unexpectedly, I viewed Nathan put his convertible top down.
Even though it was freezing outside…
'What a cocky bastard,' was the inappropriate statement that popped in my head.
I turned around to his glaring face and smiled.
The crowd of girls that had gathered were yelling with appreciation.
And with lust…
I lowered my window as I noticed him moving his mouth towards me.
"What?" I asked him, slightly annoyed.
"You ready to lose?" he questioned me as I lowered my window.
"Says the one with 130 less horsepower," I shot back with a smile. "I'm ready to win Scott," I added as I roared my engine again.
"Whatever you say," he muttered. "So, the first one to reach the next stop sign, wins," he declared.
I turned up my music in response. I brought my attention to Nathan and heard his music blasting once more. He had his concentration on me.
He moved his mouth saying, "Good luck," with a wink. He then lifted his left hand, signaling one…
Two..
"Three," I finished as I stepped on the gas pedal with one hand on my gear shift.
I glanced at my speed-o-meter and read 30, 40, 50, 60 MPH. I kept accelerating and smiled when I looked into my rear door mirror, observing the headlights of my challenger about 50 feet away.
I let out a laugh of relief.
'Who's the one to talk now?' I asked myself with a continuous grin.
I glanced once more at my speed-o-meter and noticed that I was going over 100 MPH. I let my foot off the gas pedal.
Never in a million years would I have gone that fast. At all times I was always a safe driver; never have gotten a parking citation, let alone a speeding ticket. I hated breaking the rules ever since I was young; I always enjoyed following them.
Although, everything changed since I met Nathan…
I looked at the speed-o-meter again and observed that I was going 70 MPH.
Then the unexpected occurred, Nathan passed me. His 260 horses of a GT passed my 390 prevailing horses of a Cobra.
"Oh my God…" I said aloud, stunned as I saw Nathan's smooth black Mustang surpassed me.
My headlights allowed me to silently distinguish his raven black hair moving around crazily because of the harsh wind encircling him. Without even looking, I knew that he was beaming like mad.
It was on.
Although, I didn't want to step on the gas pedal farther down; I enjoyed my calm and modest life.
Always contradicting myself and thinking twice when things were about him…
Nevertheless, Nathan had to enter my life to devastate it. With Nathan everything was dangerous, rule breaking, unexpected…
Electrifying.
At last, I did what Nathan would have done in my situation, beat my opponent.
I stepped on the gas once more and shifted gears every few seconds. Soon I could easily notice his smirk dancing on his lips as I moved beside him. I knew what he was thinking about.
I had done the unexpected and broke numerous laws at the same time.
Slowly, I stepped on the pedal further down and suddenly I was past Nathan, feet away. I glanced once more on the rear-view window and observed that his grin was still present on his face. I smiled back as I brought my attention forward towards the mysterious highway ahead of me.
I was free.
I drove on the road with smoothness and ease; my headlights illuminating the dark street in front of me.
Soon, the path before me and of my life became clear and discernible…
I grinned as I thought of all the bylaws I was breaking.
And I didn't care anymore.
I was finally liberated.
And it felt pretty damn good.
I had finally felt the rush of letting go…
AN: Hey my loyal readers! I know, I know, I sux for taking so long with this update, but I really have been busy. I have skool to deal with and then college stuff. And for those of you who care I did pretty bad on my SAT's, but I still got in to the university that I wanted! Yay! Thank God for my good class rank! Oh man, I am so excited! Now, I am working on getting some scholarships and and housing. To stay in a dorm or a house...I don't know, it all depends on my parents. So just a FYI for you all!
So I made a new banner to motivate myself to update ) I don't know, I kinda have been losing interest in the whole writing thing. I don't feel the same energy and excitement when I update anymore. Kinda odd, I know, but I don't know...so that is also one of the reason that it took so long for me to update. Oh well...
So here is my update. I know, not a lot of Naley, but I promise you that in the next part there is going to be some definitely. I just had to get this race out of the way which BTW ended up being 15 pages, oh man...so I had to seperate it in parts. I think that there might be 3 parts to this chapter. It all really depends on the length of part 2...
So I know that this definitely live up to the previous chapter, cuz come on...what could? LOL...It is so hard to live up to that damn kiss...But I tried my best. I really wanted to insert some lyrics in the last part of the chapter, but after an hour of searching for lyrics, I couldn't find one. Especially since it had to be some type of Rock music since that is what Haley listens to and everything...
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Spoilers:
More of the Party
-Jealousy?
-Drunkness
-Confessions?
Okay, so I am beat you guys. After hours of typing and revising. You guys seriously don't know of how many hours I put into my updates. Let's just say that the average update is about 14 pages or so long on MW and I spend about 3 or so hours typing it out and then over 6 hours revising it. Then I spend about 2 hours on the replies. Oh yeah, definitely a long process and I am so fricken excited to say that I am done with this update. Expect for the next part that I am to type. Damn, well that'll probably be up in a week or 2. All depends...
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