A long, hot summer.
A/N: This is going to be my second multi chapter story. After Three Hearts, I felt really drained and just wanted to do anything but write. But here I am (: I wasn't happy with the length of the season finale (should've been two hours?) but it was good all the same. Anyway, my last fic was book based but this is going to be TV based. Its going to focus on the fab four (C, B, N and S), but of course there will be appearances from D and V. Carter too because I love him. As for pairings I have no idea where they are going. BN, CB, NS and CS could all happen. (I'm NS so it's likely.) And it's the dreaded first chapter, so nothing spectacular happens , but if you think I should continue let me know!
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"If you want to reflect alone…together, I'll be here."
The words Serena spoke to Nate resounded in his head for the past two days. Thinking about it, Serena was the girl who was always there for Nate. Of course, there was the ridiculous I'm-not-going-to-talk-to-you-because-Blair-owns-me phase which lasted about a few days. The truth was Nate Archibald could do anything except keep away from a certain blonde. It was beyond impossible. And lately he just couldn't stop thinking about her. How if maybe, by some miraculous event that she might, just might be over Dan Humphrey. Nate had spent the past two days at home with his mom, comforting her whilst making a plan. Now here was something Nate didn't do very often. He was making a plan to get the girl.
He found himself thinking about Blair too. About how they had left things. Whilst with Blair, Nate wasn't entirely content or as happy as he could be, however he had always felt like he and Blair were going somewhere; they had a destination. The destination had been marriage. And now all of a sudden…it was over? Because of Bass? Nate heard his cell phone vibrate on top of the maple Shaker chest of drawers in his bedroom. Most of his messages had been voicemails from Blair and he hadn't bothered to deal with those quite yet. He was in winning back Serena mode. Even though truthfully, he wasn't really winning her back. They never really had their chance in the first place.
The number flashing on the screen was different this time. Nate grinned bashfully. He was always happy to hear from Serena.
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"One more shot!" Serena van der Woodsen exclaimed as Chuck Bass applauded her on taking her fifth shot of the day. After being ditched by Dan, she and Bass had found themselves on a bender, one which felt like it would last all summer. Serena downed her sixth and rested her head in her hands. "Where the hell is Nathaniel?" He slurred.
"I called him; he said he's on his way over." Serena replied lazily. Chuck looked into her eyes. For the first time, he had seen genuine sadness in the girl's eyes. For the first time since Valentines Day seven years ago when Nate gave Blair a rose and they officially became the golden couple.
"Don't let Humphrey get you down." Chuck said, putting his best supportive sibling tone of voice on. Serena smiled weakly. This was typical Serena, laughing uncontrollably one minute, all sad and wistful the next. It was the same when they were younger, there was one particular occasion when she wouldn't stop laughing because she seen a toilet shaped cloud.
"I thought that Dan and I were different, you know?" She said in a complete haze, Chuck stifling laughter. "Like I could finally move on from Nate. I thought…that Dan was the guy for me." Chuck rolled his eyes. Serena was basically telling him everything he already knew, what the fuck was taking them so long to just get with the fucking programme?
"It is going to be a long summer, S. Personally I thought you and Nate would be ripping each others clothes off by now-
Serena jabbed him in the stomach. She wanted Nate. And part of her knew that Nate wanted her. But was he over Blair, really? "Shut up, Chuck." She said.
"Come on Serena; let's not deny the inevitable here-
Serena again responded by jabbing his upper arm. "Jesus, are you trying to kill me woman?" Chuck replied playfully. Serena smirked in response.
"I should kill you, for leaving Blair like that." Now it was Chuck's turn to get all wistful and sad. He downed his shot.
"I don't know what I was doing." He said frankly, loosening his bowtie.
"Yeah well neither do I. Please tell me you've called her?" Serena whined.
"I've left eighty four voice messages. I call, she hangs up. I call again and she hangs up. When she comes back, I'll try to apologize at the risk of decapitation." He slurred. Serena giggled.
"You'll be okay. If you're romantic enough about it she'll forgive you, Blair? She's all about the romance."
"My best man speech is as romantic as it gets for me S. And besides please let's not talk about Blair right now? Think about it, if I was in Tuscany with Blair I wouldn't be here with you right now having fun." He replied flashing a smile.
"Fun, fun, fun!" Serena replied with sharp sarcasm.
"Serena." Nate's voice enveloped her and she swung around on her bar stool so quickly she almost fell off it. "Chuck she's drunk, I thought you said you were looking after her?" Nate told Chuck in a serious tone. Chuck shrugged nonchalantly.
"Honestly, I'm not the one she wants looking after her." He replied suggestively to Nate. Serena latched onto Nate's arm.
"Natie, what are we doing tonight?" she asked excitedly. Nate smiled down at her. Immediately, he was transported back to the days when they would spend their summers hanging out at the Waldorf penthouse or Chuck's suite and he and Chuck would make their way through a dime bag a night. Nate decided he had spent enough time planning. It was time to put things into action. He turned to Chuck and asked, "I don't know. Chuck, what are we doing tonight?"
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Blair Waldorf tucked a few stray strands of chestnut brown hair behind her ear. A week had been spent in London with her international man of mystery. However, her week of bliss was abruptly halted when she discovered him in their hotel suite with a blonde. Blair was tired of her boyfriends being stolen by blondes. And besides, she was the queen of the Upper East Side; she had to return to rule sooner or later, right? She straightened out her green Chloé summer dress and smiled. The limo stopped. The door opened to reveal the building in which the Waldorf penthouse was located. She pictured herself stepping out of the limo in a fabulous, poised manner in the style of Audrey Hepburn.
Oh yes, it was good to be home.
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I feel like its a slow start, but at least its a start right? Next chapter is when the fun begins. PLEASE review to let me know if I should continue (: