Disclaimer: I don't own Gossip Girl. If I did, I'd be rich and laying on a beach somewhere instead of writing a fan fiction at 4 in the morning.
Summary: What if Serena never left for boarding school after she and Nate 'sealed the deal? What if she tried to stay and forget about what happened? Would Blair ever find out? Would Nate and Serena be able to go back to being just friends? Would Nate stay with Blair? Would he tell her what happened? Would the three of them go back to the way they'd always been, or would Nate and Serena's secret end up tearing them all apart?
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Prologue:
I didn't know what I was doing. I took a few deep breaths and tried to calm myself down, tried to think. It wasn't working. I looked around me, the honking horns of traffic and all the people walking past me, staring at me like I was some idiot just standing in the middle of a busy New York City sidewalk. Which, of course, I was. But at this point, I really didn't care anymore. All I knew was that I had to get away from his townhouse. Watching him stand there and kiss Blair after what we had just done was too much for me to see. I mumbled some excuse about a meeting and being late and then I ran outside. After a few more deep breaths I began walking towards my own townhouse, which wasn't that far away from Nate's. I glanced behind me to make sure neither of them had followed me outside, thankfully they hadn't. They were probably too busy making out to even notice I was gone. I small shiver ran through my body as I pictured Nate kissing anyone besides me. Then I thought of Blair, and how much Nate meant to her. I felt the regret surge through me. What did I just do? How could I have done that to her? Tears started to form behind my eyes but I quickly brushed them away and walked even faster towards my townhouse.
I grabbed the spare key from its hiding place and quickly entered the house, slamming the door behind me and locking it. Luckily, no one was home. Leaning against the door, I closed my eyes and tried to get all my thoughts together. I could leave. I could go to boarding school and they would never have to see me again. I wouldn't have to hurt Blair, because she'd never find out. Her and Nate could have their happy ever after. They'd be fine without me. That was the best thing for everyone I decided. Now all I'd have to do is make the call to my father and pray that it wasn't too late for me to get in.
I let out a small sigh and began walking upstairs to my bedroom. I collapsed onto my bed, pulled out my cell phone and started dialing my father's number. He answered on the third ring. "Hello?" "Hey dad, it's me." "Serena? Are you okay? You sound upset." "No dad, I'm fine. I just wanted to ask you if it was too late…" I froze. Something caught my eye. I looked over on my dresser and there was a picture of Nate, Blair and I when we were younger. I was missing my front teeth, Nate look scrawny, and Blair's hair was a mess. But we were all laughing and holding each other close. I couldn't leave them. I couldn't just walk away from the people that had been my life and my support system since I was a little girl. "Serena? Are you still there?" I snapped back out of it. "Yeah, dad I'm still here. Sorry." "What were you saying?" "Um. Nothing, it was nothing. Never mind. I'll just talk to you later. Bye dad." I hung up the phone and tossed it somewhere on my bed. I glanced over at the picture on my dresser once again and convinced myself that I could do this. I could stay here. Nate and I could pretend like nothing ever happened and everything would go back to normal.
Riiiight.
A few moments later my cell phone began to vibrate. I leaned over and looked at the screen. It was a new text message from Blair. I hit the view message button and read what appeared on the screen:
"S, hope you made it to whatever you were late for. Can't say I was too sorry that you left though - did I ever mention Nate is an amazing kisser? Anyways, call me later when you get the chance, you wouldn't believe the kinds of things people were wearing at that stupid wedding I was at. Don't worry, I'll make sure your maid of honor dress at mine and Nate's wedding is gorgeous. Love you, B."
I re-read it again. Did I ever mention Nate is an amazing kisser? Ugh. No, you don't have to – I already know. I sighed and threw my phone across the room. I heard it land with a thump somewhere on my bedroom floor. I stared up at my ceiling and tried to convince myself everything would work out in the end. All I have to do is just forget what Nate and I did ever happened. How hard could that be?
Hasn't anyone ever told her that some things are easier said than done?
A/N: This was just a prologue to see if you guys like the idea. The actual chapters will be much longer. Anyways, review and let me know what you think and if you'd like me to continue.
