A/N. I hope that you like this chapter. I've decided to focus on a different character each chapter but if you don't think that's a good idea just let me now. I really, really hope hearing what you think and reading some reviews about this and the previous chapter. Love you all.
S and G just wanna have fun.
"Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!" Georgina Spark's voice was just like an echo that erupted through the thundering music and the loud voices filled with rapture.
Serena van der Woodsen took the tequila shot to her sensuous lips and poured it into her mouth with a grace that no other trashed drunk girl would have. As soon as the burning sensation of alcohol hit her throat, Serena bit her lip, shaking her head, making her golden blond hair float in the hot air.
Such a sweet and naïve chuckle fell out of her mouth, making Georgina Sparks laugh at her tipsy friend while almost losing her own balance. She managed to catch hold of the bar counter just in time not to fall flat on the black and white solid floor of 1Oak .
"Could I please have a glass of gin martini," Serena approached the bartender, leaning down on the bar counter with her hand in her hair. She moved her lips very playfully while talking, making the inexperienced bartender blush.
Seeing Serena messing with the clearly i-have-no-idea-what-i-am-doing kind of bartender, Georgina intervened, drawing all the attention to herself, "Actually…make it two," she said with a flirty look in her eyes while lightly touching her bright red lips with her fingertips.
The bartender swallowed hard, looking at the two inexpressibly beautiful girls in front of him, and took the order. He quickly but a little bit nervously made the drinks, passing them to the girls. It sure looked like he wasn't going to last long in this job.
"Let's go," Georgina suddenly grabbed her friend's hand and started dragging her into the crowd on the dance floor. People were bumping into each other from time to time, but no one seemed to care about those little encounters. It seemed like they weren't the only ones not giving a damn about what was going on in the world. Serena loved her friend Blair Waldorf with all her heart but she could never really feel completely free with her. Serena van der Woodsen was the soul of the party; a free spirit, and Blair never really got her excitement about getting wasted and hitting the crowded clubs in the wild Manhattan nights. But it was, oh, so completely different with Georgina Sparks. Georgie was that kind of a person who never cared about the consequences of her actions; she never thought about getting into trouble or ruining her future with a crazy scandal, that Blair was so afraid of just because that would completely ruin her perfect little life with the magnificent Nate Archibald, that was exactly what was making Georgina so exciting for Serena van der Woodsen. With her open-minded friend she could always be the wild child that she truly was.
The two girls escaped the passionate crowd and got to the quietest table in the corner of the luxurious club. Serena immediately fell down on the light brown, almost beige colored leather sofa, spilling her martini all over her black Dolce&Gabbana mini dress.
"Oh, no," Serena looked upset for a second but then burst into captivating laughter, "Well, let's say that I didn't like that dress all that much."
"I got something for us from that guy we met by the ladies room," Georgina pulled a small glass bottle with a transparent liquid in it out of her bag.
"Oh, Georgie, you're so bad!" Serena van der Woodsen gave her friend a light push as a sign of her recognition.
"Well, let's break out the favors," Georgina clapped her hands in excitement and opened the small bottle of liquid ecstasy.
Serena moved her glass of gin martini closer to Georgina's and watched as Georgie was adding the drugs to both of their drinks. She didn't even hesitate for a moment; Serena knew that she wanted that drink, oh, she wanted it so bad.
Georgina picked up her glass and waited for Serena to pick up her's, "Well, to us, S," she said as she lightly knocked her glass against Serena's.
"Cheers!" Serena van der Woodsen added just before emptying the entire glass in one try.
"Girls?" A handsome tall guy with just as handsome friend by his side approached the two girls, "Would you mind us joining you?"
"Not at all," Georgina said in a suggestive tone of voice, "Actually, me and my friend…Tiffany were just talking about how much she'd like to rock out the dance floor."
"Tiffany, huh?" Serena laughed at Georgina's choice of name's; that was actually so Blair, "Yes, and my friend Angela was just saying that she could use some fresh meat."
"You two really seem to be having fun," the other guy observed playfully.
"Depends on what we're doing," Georgina bit her lip looking at the taller guy. He had light brown hair and deep hazel eyes but Georgina Sparks didn't really care about his face; she was too obsessed with his amazing body.
"Slow down, tiger," Serena laughed her contagious child-like laugh.
"Well, I'm just getting started," Georgina got up from her seat and grabbed the object of her desire by his hand. Nothing really mattered for her; not even her being completely drunk could stop Georgina Sparks from dragging the handsome guy all across the club to the ladies room without even knowing his name.
Serena was starting to feel the ecstasy kicking in. Her head was feeling lighter than normally and everything around her seemed absolutely intriguing, even the guy standing right in front of her looking down at her like an easy target.
"Come on, let's do shots!" Serena got up and clenched into the guys arms.
"How about hitting the floor first, huh?" The guy winked at her, "How about that?"
"Okay," Serena nodded her head, looking like a little child that had been just told that they were going to get some ice cream, "That sounds great."
"By the way my name's Sebastian," the guy announced holding Serena by her arm, helping her keep her balance.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Sebastian," she said in a president kind of tone of voice, shaking his hand, "I'm Serena."
"Wasn't your name Tiffany?" Sebastian chuckled.
"Oh, yeah, whatever," Serena didn't consider her name as being something important, "Let's dance already," she said as they both blended into the crowd.
The music was loud and made her feel like there was no one else there, shining as bright as she was. She couldn't really help her but be the star of the night; all the eyes were on here and Serena van der Woodsen sure knew how to enjoy every single second of that attention.
I'm bringin' Sexy Back (yeah)
Them other boys don't know how to act (yeah)
I think it's special, what's behind your back? (yeah)
So turn around and I'll pick up the slack (yeah)
Serena didn't care about Sebastian's hands being all over her body. She didn't love it and she didn't hate it; she just simply didn't care at all. All she knew was that she wasn't all by herself and she was having fun. That was all that she had ever really longed for. Not being alone. Her entire childhood her mother had never really been around and her father Dr. Van der Woodsen had abandoned her when she was still just a little child. There was a hole that no one could really fill. At least that's what she thought.
Dirty babe (uh-huh)
You see these shackles baby, I'm your slave (uh-huh)
I'll let you whip me, if I misbehave (uh-huh)
It's just that no one makes me feel this way (uh-huh)
Take it to the chorus!
Sebastian's hands were suddenly starting to feel heavy and unpleasant. He was starting to become more aggressive in his movements and Serena didn't feel right anymore. She was starting to feel anxious and just like an oasis in an endless desert she saw Georgina. Serena pushed Sebastian away from her and without saying anything started walking towards Georgie.
"Babe, what's wrong?" She could hear Sebastian yelling over the room through the oppressive music. She suddenly realized that she hated that song.
"Georgie!" Serena yelled to get her friend's attention.
"What's wrong, sweetie?" Georgina Sparks ran her fingers across Serena's arms.
And when asked that question Serena van der Woodsen didn't have the answer anymore. Nothing was wrong; everything was wrong…completely and utterly wrong. She didn't know what her problem was and suddenly she felt her mouth so dry that it was giving her trouble speaking.
"Let's..let's just do some shots, ok?" Serena didn't want to feel like a party pooper.
Georgina just nodded her head and started moving towards the bar when Serena froze for a second, locking her eyes with Sebastian's. He wasn't alone anymore; his friend was by his side and he had confused written all over his face. Serena didn't care; she just turned her back on him and followed Georgina. There was no doubt that she wouldn't be able to remember him in the morning anyways.
"Some shots, please," Georgina snapped her fingers and made the order.
Serena didn't ask any questions about Georgina's date in the ladies room and Georgina didn't molest Serena with her questions about Sebastian. That was just how they were. No boundaries, no limits and most importantly no questions asked.
Both of them were letting lose, taking one shot after another, sinking in the music and their own laughter. Their heads were about to explode and that was exactly what was so great about this night. Georgina put an empty shot glass on the bar counter and licked her lips. Serena finished just seconds after her.
"I think I'm done with this place for now," Georgina Sparks concluded her night of recklessness.
"Are you gonna pay this time?" Serena asked, looking at the bartender who was clearly waiting for some money for the drinks.
"Um, I don't have any left," Georgina innocently bit her lip, "I gave my last cash to that dealer."
"Oh, Georgie," Serena chuckled and leaned over the bar counter to put her finger on the bartender's lips, "How much do we owe you?"
"367 dollars," the bartender answered, pushing Serena away from his face; he clearly didn't feel as distracted as he was earlier.
Serena didn't feel comfortable with his impatient behavior and quickly started going through her purse looking for her money when a realization hit her.
"That jerk!" she yelled out loud.
"What?" Georgina didn't understand what was going on, "What's wrong?"
"That guy," Serena couldn't help herself but burst out into laughter, "That jerk stole my money."
"I'm waiting," the bartender was clearly starting to lose his patience.
"What do we do now?" Serena leaned towards Georgie and whispered in her ear.
"I've got an idea," Georgina smiled her sly smile. She clearly had something grand in her mind.
Serena van der Woodsen watched her partner in crime stand up and lean towards the confused bartender. She couldn't really figure out what she was about to do when suddenly Georgina pulled up her blouse and flashed the bartender with her oh-so-ooh-la-la treasures.
Serena let her laughter resound in the spacious club, bringing the bartender back to reality.
Georgina started laughing with her and grabbed Serena's hand screaming, "Run, run for your life!"
They couldn't stop the wave of laughter even two blocks away from 1Oak. Georgina's blouse was hanging out of her skirt and her hair was a mess. She glanced at the Cartier watch on her arm and screamed in surprise.
"Oh my god, it's 4 am," she took off her Louboutin black pumps and looked at Serena, "I promised to meet this one guy tonight, his name's Pete… Pete Fairman, I don't think you know him."
"Oh, ok," Serena murmured.
"Sweetie, you can come, too, of course," Georgina suggested, "If you want to."
"No, thanks," Serena said as she ran her fingers through her messy hair, "I think I'm good."
"Ok, then," Georgina leaned in for a hug, "See you soon."
Serena watched her friend disappear around the corner with her blouse floating in the wind and her shoes in her hand. That's how it always was with Georgina Sparks. In the end she always left her alone, confused and wasted.
Serena didn't know any other solution to her habitual problem than the one she'd always used. She extended her hand in the air as a sign for a cab to stop. When it did, she hopped right into it, with her heart pounding and her head hurting. Everything was starting to turn into a blurry mess.
"Where to, miss?" The taxi driver asked impersonally.
"Fifth Avenue 1136," Serena said as she laid back in the backseat of the cab.
The ride was short and she didn't really remember any of it. All the little pieces of this night were starting to slowly collide in this one huge mess in her head with a few highlights like Georgina flashing the bartender and dancing with a cute guy whose name she somehow couldn't remember no matter how hard she tried.
When the cab stopped she remembered that she had no money. And after a few minutes of explaining and sweet looks from the beautiful blonde the driver agreed not to charge any money for the ride.
Serena was feeling a little bit unstable while entering the elevator that would bring her to her savior, so when the doors closed in front of her, she fell to the floor, not having a care in this world about how she looked like or the fact that she was lying on the elevator floor. When the doors opened again, revealing her the beauty of the Waldorf's penthouse, she could hear footsteps coming down the staircase. And then there she was – Blair Waldorf in all her glory with a worried look all over her flawless face.
"Oh, S," was all that she said.
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