Hey guys, Nikki here! I managed to gather some muse and get the fourth chapter of Hot 'N Cold up for all of you~ I'm sorry I haven't updated in a little while, life has been a bit busy lately. On a different note, thank you to everyone who has reviewed, followed, favorited, or even took the time to read this story. It truly means the world to me to know that you all like it! This chapter is dedicated to all of you great fans of this story c: Enjoy~!

Just a little note, the swearing might be a little intense for this chapter.

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"This month has been horrible," Lucy sighed, resting her chin on her folded arms. She was currently seated at her usual table, leaning against it as she thought back to last week.

She hadn't been able to get that kiss off her mind since it happened. It was all she thought about. Hell, she even dreamed about it once or twice! It was almost as if it was haunting her, reminding her that Natsu hadn't even glanced her way since it happened. He was much too busy with his whore of a girlfriend.

The bitter blonde had to bite her tongue as the short haired girl, the subject of the thoughts by association, sauntered by. The girl took the time to glance Lucy's way and her chocolate brown eyes didn't miss that wicked smirk that made its way to her glossy pink lips and she had to hurry up and glance away, quickly tasting the familiar metallic taste of blood fill her mouth.

"Fuck!" She yelped, releasing her tongue from the fierce hold her teeth had on it. Her friends frowned with worry while she could've sworn she heard Lisanna's cackle loud and clear from across the lunch room.

"What's the matter, sweetie?" Mirajane questioned as she scooted closer to the blonde.

"Bit my tongue, nothing major." She quickly wrote it off, an odd feeling washing over her. It was almost as if someone was watching her...

She glanced around the cafeteria with slightly wide eyes, her gaze falling on Lisanna's table. Queen bee was busy talking to Bixlow at a neighboring table, but her little groupies certainly weren't busy. They continued to watch her, those serious faces turning into sickly sweet smiles.

She felt her breath catch, followed by the overwhelming desire she had been trying to fight back these past three weeks.

"I've gotta g-go guys. See y-you later!" With that, Lucy Heartfilia gathered her belongings and scurried from the room, leaving her friends worried and confused at the table.

She found herself on the roof several moments later, out of breath and suddenly feeling extremely guilty. The drinking desire was back and instead of trying to fight it, she had pulled out the flask she kept in her locker for emergency reasons.

"I'm such an idiot," She mumbled to herself as she slid again the brick wall of the school building, unscrewing the cap and hesitating before taking a long swig from it. A growl then filled the air and she froze, wide chocolate eyes glancing up as she watched Natsu Dragneel approach. He didn't look too happy...

"Are you kidding me, Lucy?" She flinched at his tone. "You're really doing this drinking shit again?"

She nodded her head and took another swig just to prove it, trying her hardest to hold back another flinch at the sound of his teeth gritting together. "I'm not strong enough to stop," She glanced away and Natsu crouched in front of her, moving his hands to hold her face in an attempt to force her to look at him.

"Now you listen to me, Lucy. You're one of the strongest girls I've ever met, maybe even stronger than Erza or Mira!" She growled slightly, those kind chocolate brown eyes hardening at his statement.

"If I'm so goddamn strong then why can't I kick this drinking thing, huh? Tell me that, Natsu!" She glared and when he recoiled as if she had struck him, she kinda wished she had. He released her face and growled, earning a snarl from the heated blonde as a response.

"What, are you trying to get me to continue to talk to you? Just stop fishing from complements, Lucy! You know you're strong and you sure as hell know you're better than being some wasted skank!" He paled instantly as he gazed at her face once the words were out.

Instead of just sounding angry, she looked utterly furious. Her eyes were narrowed and her upper lip was pulled into a harsh scowl. With one swift movement, she managed to most of her booze all over the boy before her. A snicker came from her lips as he gasped at the alcohol.

"You might think I'm some wasted skank, but at least I'm not a stupid bastard who enjoys screwing his slutty bitch of a girlfriend!" She snarled and he didn't hesitate to slap her, eyes ablaze with fury.

"Don't you dare talk about Lisanna like that, you jealous bitch! You're nothing compared to her. You hear me? Nothing!" He spat. She gasped and held her cheek, tears beginning to roll down her cheeks before she could stop them.

"Figures that kiss meant nothing to you," She mumbled, scrambling to her feet as she clutched the nearly empty flask to her chest. She moved to the door and before she left, she turned to look at the soaked pink haired boy.

"Oh, and have fun with her. So what if she's been sleeping with Bixlow for the past three months?" And with that, she left him alone on the roof top, suddenly feeling very proud of herself.