Disclaimer: Gossip Girl belongs to Cecily von Ziegesar.


Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through

- The All-American Rejects "Move Along"

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"He loves me…He loves me not…He loves me…He loves me not…He loves me……." And she wanted to cry because flowers weren't supposed to lie. They were supposed to be pretty. And delicate. And sweet.

And Natie was supposed to love her. Only her. Not Blair. Not Vanessa. Not Jenny.

But he said he was confused. Needed time. Needed to sort his feelings out.

She just didn't know if she could take it anymore.

She didn't know if she could take to meeting him every night, at exactly midnight, at his loft. If she could take to making 'love' with him and then waking up the next day to an empty bed and no note. No Nate. No anything.

She didn't know if she could take lying to Dan's sweet face again and again for something that may [s]would[/s] never grow into something more, something bigger, than one-night stands. She didn't know if she could take pretending to be the perfect loving girlfriend anymore when she lied to him every night to go sleep with someone that was not him.

She just didn't know.

So, she went to the one person she knew she could trust. The one person that, through thick and thin, would always be there for her no matter what. And she had asked the question that Serena had been asking herself over and over again for the last few months - How can she be so stupid?

How can she put everything in line for some stupid boy who's too dumb to realize what he wants?

She had answered that she loved him.

And Blair had bluntly told her that it was not love.

It was called being 'afraid'.

She was afraid of what she had with Dan. She didn't know how to handle all the love he showered her with. All the attention. All the honesty that a true relationship brought. And that she was afraid because for the first time ever, she was actually in love. So she ran and clung to the closest thing she recalled having a 'relationship' with.

But she needed to snap out of it because even though Daniel Randolph Humphrey did not even make the Top 100 list of guys Serena van der Woodsen should date, he made her happy. And that was all that mattered in the end.

Her cell phone dinged signaling she had just received a text message, making her body jerk from where she had been sitting on the Humphrey family couch at the sudden noise. Grabbing her purse, she fished for her phone and what she saw on the screen made her want to cry, scream, sob, laugh. She didn't know what anymore.

I miss you dammit. Come see me.

She looked up at the living room's clock and realized that it was 5 minutes past midnight and for the first time…she was late.

Apparently, Dan had noticed that too as he came strolling down the hallway from his room into the living room.

"Hey, Serena. Aren't you going to be late for that socialite dinner your mom is hosting tonight?"

Her scruffy shining knight in armor.

And as she looked down at the text in her phone, she knew what she had to do.

"Nah. It's better if I don't go. It's not worth it." She smiled, "Is it okay if I can just stay here and watch some movies or something with you?"

And as she watched as his face lit with joy, she knew she had done the right thing.

Today. Tomorrow. And forever.

Nathaniel Fitzwilliam Archibald…Consider yourself dumped.


Oh. My. God. I didn't mean and plan for this story to turn up like this. But once my fingers started to type, I couldn't stop. On the brighter side, I kinda like it. Might turn this into a story someday. What do you guys think? As always, comments are the best candy ever.