When Shay and I were in the car, I could feel her stares on my face as we left the parking lot.

After a few moments of silence, she spoke,"So, is he going to fix Irene?"

"Said he doesn't do bikes." I said.

"Then what does he do?" she said with a suggestive tone.

I don't have to look at her to know what she is thinking.

"Cars," I said with emphasis. Shay rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "But when I told him that it was Twinkie who said that he can fix it, he told me that he can, just that he won't."

"Ugh. Sounds like someone is a little cocky, huh?"

I hummed in agreement.

It stayed silent until I sighed, "I am most likely going to be working in his garage from now on."

She gasped, "What? When? Why?"

"Slow down there. He said he needed an extra pair of hands for his shop and tomorrow is my first day, apparently. Obviously, the only way he'll fix Irene is if I work for him. "

"Well, for how long?" she asked.

"I'm not sure. I'll ask him tomorrow." I say, attitude rising in my voice a little bit. Why is she so inquisitive?

She scoffed. "This guy seems a little funky."

I glanced at her in disbelief. "If you don't recall, YOU were the one that said to, 'let things go with the flow!' "

"Yes, go with the flow, not STAY with the flow. There's a difference between seeing him everyday and just getting in his pants!" she said with a twang.

I groaned my agitation and we drove the rest of the way home in silence.

I woke up to my phone ringing. I turned on the bedside lamp and took my phone off the table, it showed that it was 10 AM. I groaned through the shrill ringing that was going through my ears and saw that the caller is Unknown. I hesitated but pressed Accept. "Hello?"

"You're late."

My eyes widened. Pretty Boy.

"Well what time was I supposed to be there?" I say rubbing my eye with the heel of my hand.

"9." he said with nonchalance.

I sighed while getting up off my bed. I walked to my bathroom with my cell pressed between my shoulder and ear.

"Ok, tell me where your shop is. I'll be there in 15," I said while turning on the shower.

I was about to hang up when I heard him say, "No need. I'll be there in 30."

I froze in place, then looked down, instinctively, to see that I am still wearing my pajamas.

"How the hell do you know where I live?" I asked while quickly leaving the bathroom and going to my closet to pick out my clothes. I put him on speaker and tossed the phone on my bed.

"I called Twinkie and he gladly gave me his address. I wasn't aware that you guys were living together." he rambled while passing by a busy street.

"Yeah well, it's better to be around people, no?" I idly told him as I picked out a blue and white, striped long sleeve sweater and some black jeans.

I heard him snicker and say, "You got 15 minutes." The slight click sounded, indicating that he dropped the call.

I let out a groan of frustration and went back to the bathroom and locked the door. I took a quick shower that just consisted of soap and shampoo. How I did it in 5 minutes? Don't ask.

I got out of the bathroom in a towel and quickly dried off while putting on my underwear and bra. I heard Shay come in the room while putting on my pants.

"Hey, what's with the ruckus?" Shay said sleepily.

"I'm late and Pretty Boy is coming in about 10 minutes." I said trying to put on my shirt without it getting wet with my hair. I quickly towel dried my hair and combed it through with my fingers.

"Pretty Boy? Is that a nickname I hear?" Shay said, now wide awake and giggling.

I heard honking outside. "Argh, I don't have time for your antics right now." I said with a rushed tone. I kissed her cheek and sped to the small living room where my bag was laying on a table.

I put on the first boots I saw which were Shay's flat brown boots.

Halfway out the door, I heard Shay shout, "Have a good day at work, dear!"

I walked down the steps to see Han leaning against his side door, honking the horn again.

"Relax, I'm here. Sheesh." I huffed. He smirked and motioned for me to get in the car.

I got in the passenger seat and put on my seat belt. I heard him start the engine and we were soon peeling off the road. I looked to him and said, "Why did you come so early?"

He gave me a look and said, "It's not my fault you're a heavy sleeper."

I rolled my eyes. "Not everyone are morning people." I can basically hear his signature smirk come on his face as I looked out the window. I took the remaining silence to analyze the car.

Nice interior.

I didn't get a chance to really look at what kind of car we were in earlier, but by the roaring of the engine and speed we were going, I'd say it's one, mighty fine sports car. I can't say that it didn't make him more attractive. I mentally roll my eyes at my foolish thoughts.

Suddenly he said, "Nice bra."

I looked at him in confusion and then looked down at myself. The black bra is easily seen through my thin sweater. I quickly close my eyes in embarrassment, mentally scolding myself.

"Yes well, I didn't have much time to get ready now did I?" I mumbled looking at my lap.

He chuckled, "Calm down. What man doesn't like to see this in the morning anyway?"

I gave him an incredulous look, scoffed and retrieved my bag from the backseat. I made sure to hit him with it as I put it in my lap. He made a little grunt sound as I did so.

We arrived at his garage. It was a typical garage. Very spacious.

"You live here too?" I asked as we got out of the car. I looked around and saw stairs that led to a balcony.

"Couple of kids bunk here. Sometimes Twink." he replied walking to a car near by with it's hood popped up.

At least I could tell Shay that Twink isn't at some girls house like he says. I had a feeling he just says that to seem cool. It also bothers Shay, which is highly amusing when she gets all worried about him getting STD's or what not.

I look to Han again and he is crouched over the inside of the hood, looking intently on finding the problem. I tossed my bag on a table.

"And what should I do?" I asked, trying to cover my awkward stance.

"Pick any car and work on it. Tool box is on the table." he said without looking at me.

"Ok..." I said to myself quietly. I did a full 180 and saw a 1980 Charger. I chuckled and walked over to get the tools I needed. Once I reached the car, I put my hair up in a loose bun. I popped the hood and winced.

It's going to be a long day.

After 3 hours, Han suddenly disappeared to get the phone that was ringing incessantly. I tightened a loose screw and looked again for any more corrections needed. I nodded to myself once I did a quick glance over the the hood. I leaned off the car and closed the hood.

I looked at the exterior and cringed. She desperately needed a paint job and a clean buffering. I heard Han walk back in the garage and came over to me.

"You all done?" he asked.

"Yeah, you?" I ask in return.

He nodded, "Let's get something to eat. I doubt you ate breakfast."

He walked to the Nissa Silvia and went to the drivers side. I wiped my hands on a rag, "With your loud honking, I didn't get to." I said with a sarcastic tone.

He chuckled, "C'mon, Grumpy."

We arrived at a small Japanese restaurant. When we sat a booth, we both ordered some Ramen and water.

"So, how do you know Twinkie?" I asked him as we waited for our food.

He took some chopsticks from the little bin and toyed with them on the table. "DK wanted me to bring in a fast talker to host the races. I saw Twink try to sell off a couple of sneakers."

I gave a little laugh, "We all know he has the biggest mouth."

Han smirked, "He's a good kid though. Kinda regret bringing him in this chaos."

I smiled softly, "Yeah he is a good kid, but he can handle himself when he needs to."

Han hummed in agreement. Insert brief yet awkward silence. "Shay wouldn't agree though." I break out, looking down at the chopsticks that he was still playing with.

"Shay is the big sister right?" he asked curiously.

"Yeah, she is. She is more like his mom really." I said.

"And why's that?" he asked right when our food was being delivered to our table. I paused before answering to take some chopsticks from the bin.

"Their mom skipped town after their dad took off with some stripper. Shay was only 15 when she left and had to take care of Twink all by herself." I resumed with some noodles in my mouth.

He nodded while eating. "How'd you guys meet?"

I swallowed my food and laughed. "Uhm, I actually met her when I was in high school. I was going to class when I heard some guy try to hit on the new girl. I turned the corner and Shay was refusing to go out with the guy. I decided to save her ass by pretending she was my girlfriend."

Han laughed, "How'd you prove that?"

I laughed down my nose while mumbling,"I kissed her." Han kept chuckling. "Full on the lips. She wasn't expecting it really and the guy left but from then on, we have been best friends."

"That's nice. Wish I could've been a fly on that wall." He smirked, wiggling his eyebrows as he did so.

"You're hilarious." I say sarcastically but I felt the corners of my mouth lift slightly. He grinned with a chuckle before glancing back at the road.

To my surprise, we kept on talking until we finished our food. As we were leaving the restaurant, I made a sad attempt of a joke but succeeded in making him laugh, most likely at me instead of with me, while putting his arm around my shoulders.

My heart was beating so fast, I thought he could hear it. I kept trying to make him laugh because it was so intoxicating. I couldn't get enough of it. No matter how much I down play it, I am attracted to this guy. His touch makes me squirm and his voice makes me tingle.

No, it'll fade away soon.

As we sat in the car, I saw him smirk out of the corner of my eye.

Looks like it will fade away rather slow.