A/N: This takes place sometime around the middle of Season 3, Nate and Jenny are dating (so it's kind of AU sort of).

Inspired by the song He About To Lose Me by Britney Spears

Damien texted Jenny, as she was waiting for Nate to show up for their date.

Hey, wanna go out later?

She didn't know what to think, she was with Nate and Damien knew that, but he asked her anyway. Nate hadn't been much of a boyfriend lately though. He kept hanging around Serena, saying that she needed him more. She'd barely seen him in days. He cared more about Serena's problems than her's. Nate made Jenny feel unwanted, it was as if he was choosing other girls over her, like he'd done so many times before. Then Nate texted her.

Sorry, can't make the date. Serena needs me. Love you.

Although Nate always told her that he loved her, she was seriously questioning if that was true. He always jumped at the chance to spend time with Serena, he wouldn't even tell Jenny why exactly Serena needed him so much. Every time he cancelled on her, she just felt rejected, like she wasn't good enough for him. "That's it." she thought to herself, "If he doesn't want me then, I'll go be around someone who does."

She entered the club Damien had told her to meet at. He was standing at the bar looking beautiful and stared at him in awe. He was amazingly beautiful, in the bad boy way. Damien made Jenny feel wanted, unlike how Nate was treating her, and that made her so much more attracted to him. She slowly made her way to him, not sure whether or not to continue or to just run out of the club. Just then Damien noticed her and began walking her way.

"Hey Jenny, you look great." He spoke into her ear. He took her hand and held it firmly but with a certain softness as he guided her to the dance floor. Her heart couldn't help but beat faster as his rough but smooth hands held hers. She knew he wasn't good for her, he was a drug dealer, but he made her feel a way that Nate hadn't in a while. They began to dance to the music, his hand never let go of hers. As their bodies swayed to the beat, Jenny started to feel slightly guilty. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"I have a boyfriend." Jenny replied kind of slowly.

"Really?" Damien answered sarcastically. "Where is he then?" He spoke slowly as he began to move in closer and closer, then finally pressing his lips against hers.

'He's about to lose me.' Jenny thought to herself.