Hey everyone. I'm sorry it took me just a little longer to get this update out. I've been staying at my boyfriend's apartment for the past two days because mine has no air conditioning right now and he, for some insane reason, has no internet access. I had to brave the heat and run inside to get my laptop. But I did it out of love for you guys. :) Luckily this chapter was saved on there. Well, thanks for all the lovely reviews. Here are some shout outs:

Caitidid: Hey! Thanks for another great review. Yes, I would have to agree, it is likely that their sexual tension will get the best of them... sooner or later. Guess you'll just have to read to find out when. :) My sources say it might be sooner rather than later... I don't know, it all depends on my mood. Lol. Anyway, I'm glad you're enjoying the story. Ciao (I've always loved saying that).

xxlovin-laffertyxx: Glad you're back! I was afraid I lost you there for a minute. Lol. Just kidding. I'm glad you liked both chapters. Yes, it was a great moment when she stole his car, wasn't it? I've personally always wanted to feel that rush, but my timing was never as good as hers. Lol. Thanks for reveiwing!

mackenzie175: Aww... thanks. I love you for loving it. :) Well, I do plan on finishing it this time so new chapters shouldn't be too far away. Although the ending might be... I have a feeling this story will just go on and on... lol.

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pingshui: Thanks, I'm glad you got the chapter. I wasn't sure if it was quite as good as usual because I was a little rusty (well, let's face it a lot rusty lol), so I appreciate the reassurance. Thanks for the compliments. Of course they made my day. :) I'm glad you're rereading this story.

Chapter 4:

Shit! Just when I thought things were starting to look up. You know, I bet he planned this. The bastard probably knew this was going to happen. I'll bet he's laughing at me now. With that blonde hoe. I'm not jealous, just angry.

There's got to be some way out of this hell hole. I begin searching frantically through the car, looking for phone numbers. There has to be someone who can come pick me up. In the glove compartment, there's a torn up piece of paper buried underneath all the other crap with some kind of cell number scrawled on it. It's my last shot.

I pull out my own phone and dial the number. It rings once, then a guy's squeaky voice answers. "Hello?"

"Who is this?" I ask, annoyed already by his tone.

"You should know, bitch. You called me."

Damn it! I squeeze my eyes shut, praying it's not who I think it is. But that comment and that voice tell me it probably is. "Is this Tim?" I ask, dreading the answer.

"Yeah, who's this?" he answers.

I weigh my options. I could ask Tim to come get me, but he'd probably try to rape me or something. Damn. There's only one thing left to do. I sigh. Why does this always happen to me? "Do you know Nathan's number?"

"Wait a minute," he sounds confused. "Who is this? This isn't another one of his whores is it? Cause it annoys the shit out of me when y'all always call me the morning after looking for him. What? Does he like give out my fucking number or something?"

I scoff. "I am not Nathan's whore, you dumbass. Far from it. It's Haley. Your cousin, remember? The one who's being forced to live with you against her will?"

His tone changes, his voice deepening and I know what he's thinking. Perverted jackass. "Oh, right. Of course I remember you. Who wouldn't? Still playing hard to get?"

I roll my eyes, but he can't see me. If he could see me, I'd be doing a lot worse. "Listen, you asshole, I just need Nathan's number. The next words out of your mouth better be seven digits."

I can practically hear him sneering. He's probably trying to copy Nathan's sexy smirk. Somehow, I get the feeling it's not working so well for him. My thoughts are interrupted by his irritating, nasal voice. "What will you do for me?"

I groan, frustrated. "Just give me his number or I'll kick your ass when we get there."

"Ok ok," he squeaks. I can't help but laugh. Only Tim would take a threat from a tiny girl seriously.

He gives me the number and I write it down, hanging up before he has the chance to try another one of his cheesy pick up lines. Probably learned them from Nathan.

I stare at the piece of paper in my hands. Great. Just great. Now, I have to face him when he's probably really pissed, considering I did steal his car and now it's not working properly. What did I ever do to deserve this?

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It's a full thirty minutes later when he arrives in the passenger seat of a truck. He gets out, along with a guy in his late thirties. I stomp over to him. "Where the hell have you been?!" He raises a brow in amusement. I turn to the guy standing next to him. "And who the fuck is this?!"

Nathan smirks at me. "Meet Mike, the mechanic. This is Haley." He gestures toward me. Mike moves to the car, silently pulling up the hood and beginning to work on it. Nathan turns to me, eyes darkening. "Did you really think you could get away with this?" he hisses. "You know, I could sue you for taking my car; I could have you put in jail."

I snort. "On what grounds? I called you to come pick me and your ugly ass car up, didn't I?"

His eyes narrow menacingly. "Yeah, after it broke down."

"You can't prove that."

"Whatever," he huffs, storming back to Mike's car and sliding back into the passenger seat.

I roll my eyes, something I seem to do a lot of around him. Why does he have to be so hot? I walk slowly toward the truck, not sure what I'll say to him, but knowing I should apologize. I get into the driver's seat so I can be next to him and close the door. Wouldn't want to burst poor Mike's eardrums if we get into another screaming match. He looks at me angrily. "What? You planning on stealing Mike's car too?"

I shake my head, already feeling the beginnings of a headache, before I've even started trying to reason with him. "Look, I'm sorry."

He snorts. "You're not sorry. You just don't want me to be pissed cause you're scared of me."

My jaw drops in shock. "Excuse me? I'm scared? Me, scared of you? You're the one who's scared of me."

His brow furrows. "Really? And where did you get that impression?"

I falter. "Well… it's…. obvious. Yeah, blatantly obvious."

He smirks. "Uh huh." He leans closer, brushing up against me. "I make you nervous, don't I?"

My breath catches in my throat and I hope he doesn't notice. He does. And his smirk only widens. "No," I mutter, then clear my throat. My voice doesn't seem to be cooperating. "No, how could an egotistical prick like you make me nervous?"

He leans even closer and I make the mistake of turning to look at him. And come face to face with his beautiful blue eyes. No Haley! Bad Haley! You can't let yourself get lost in this guy. He's a… a jerk. Yeah, real harsh. Except I can't think of anything else. He smirks and the gesture knocks those feelings right out the window. He's so clueless.

But maybe I could use this situation to my advantage. I let the tip of my tongue flick over my bottom lip and watch as he stares at it, eyes following its motion. "So, I'll take that as a yes?" he asks confidently. Bastard.

I roll my eyes and giggle softly. "Maybe a little," I tease, pushing him lightly away. He smirks, satisfied, and comes even closer, slipping into the seat beside me and maneuvering himself smoothly on top of me. Must have had a lot of practice. Which just makes this even easier.

I push up and brush my lips teasingly over his, ignoring the electricity there. He presses himself down on me and he's just given me the perfect opportunity.

I smile up at him, then quickly knee him in the balls. His face contorts in pain as he lifts himself off of me. I slip out from under him with little difficulty and quickly slide out the door. "Next time you try to put the moves on me," I shout, "you're gonna need a body cast!" Then, I slam the door in his face, flouncing over to watch Mike work on the car. I can see Nathan, still in the car, eyes squeezed shut. And I know it'll hurt for a while. Good.

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It takes Mike all of twenty minutes to pinpoint the problem and fix it, then we're back on the road. Me and Nathan. Together again. When you put it that way, it just sounds downright morbid. Nathan and I will never be together. I think I made that pretty clear with my little episode earlier. Don't think he'll screw with me again any time soon.

I smirk and turn to him. "Still sore?"

He glares at me. "Where the hell do you get off doing all this shit to me?! What did I do to you? All I did was come pick you up. And then you turn into some psycho bitch who hates me. Next time you pull something like that, I swear I really will dump you on the side of the road."

The thought makes me shudder. "You wouldn't do that."

He looks at me and smirks. Damn it! Why does he always do that? "And why not?" he counters, clearly bemused by my overconfident manner.

Now it's my turn to smirk. "Oh, I'd kick your ass, and you know I could."

He reaches over and flips on the radio, turning it up so it blasts in my ear and I smirk again. He's such a dumbass, no good comebacks. And I know I'm getting to him. Perfect.

My cell phone rings and I reach over to turn the music down, but Nathan slaps my hand away. I glare at him and bring out my phone, putting a finger in my ear and flipping it open. "Hello?!" I shout.

The person on the other end says something, but I can't understand him. "What?!" I yell.

They raise their voice. "I said you don't have to scream! I can hear you."

I lower my voice. "Oh, well I can't hear you. Who is this?"

He sighs. "Hello? It's Tim."

I try to keep my voice under control. "One second," I mutter, and, pulling the phone away from my ear, I bang my head repeatedly against the window. "Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

Nathan looks at me strangely and turns the music down. I turn it back up and hold the phone to the speakers for a minute, hoping he'll just hang up. I pull the phone back to me. No such luck. He's muttering something about jerks who play music too loudly. I sigh. "Yeah?"

"What was that for?!" he yells.

"For being a perverted bastard!" I yell back.

"Oh. Well, I was just calling to um, talk to you."

"Don't bother, Tim" I grumble, hanging up and hoping he'll get the picture.

Apparently, he doesn't because seconds later my phone rings again. "Listen, asshole! I don't want to talk to you. And if you ever try to hit on me again, I swear I will kill you in your sleep." I hang up again and turn my phone off, putting it back in my pocket.

Nathan looks at me, smirking. "So, that was Tim, huh?"

I roll my eyes and turn away from him. Barely a minute later, his phone rings and without even checking to see who it is, he flips it open. "Hey, Tim," he answers. I laugh. The guy's just so pathetic. I can hear him whining about me through the phone. Nathan glances at me. "Yeah, man, I know she's a bitch. At least you didn't have to drive her." I stick my tongue out at him. Sure, it's childish, but what else can I do? I've already abused him verbally and physically. I'm starting to run out of tricks here. He's laughing now. "Whatever, dude. Listen, I'll talk to you later. Battery's getting low."

He smirks at me and I roll my eyes, an already familiar routine. "Friend of yours?" I say in a joking manner.

"You could say that," he replies and I wonder what that means.

"What? Your girlfriend?" I say, smirking.

He gives me a look and shrugs.

My smirk widens. "Manwhore?" I ask.

He shrugs again, not affected by my put down. "He's your cousin, not mine."

Now, I'm fuming. Honestly, who does this guy think he is? He's not even that hot. Well, maybe he is, but that's the only thing he's got going for him...

So, there goes the fourth chapter. I hope you enjoyed and thanks again to the awesome people who reviewed. :) I know it was still a little short, but the next one is like three times as long and is in both Nathan and Haley's points of views, so I think you guys are gonna like it. Leave me some reviews and I'll try to be back in the next day or two with the next part.

Love always, Ashley

P.S. Spoilers anyone? Well, I guess since you asked:

If you like the story in Haley's POV, imagine hearing the same story from Nathan's mind. :) Plus, finally some real naley action? Guess you'll have to read to find out.