Streets of Love

Chapter 4: Club Fight

"Tonight after work, we go out," Matthew announced at breakfast the next morning. "We've become boring." They were sitting at the dining room table, drinking their coffee, and enjoying their cream cheese-covered bagels.

Kelly grinned. "I don't know. Isn't it nice to sometimes just relax on the couch and watch movies?"

"It's what we did two nights in a row. I say, tonight we go out for dinner and dessert, then go to a club or something," Matthew replied.

Kelly smirked. "I'm not much for clubs. I haven't been out to one in quite a while. After I had my children, I sort of got out of that sort of thing. I was into it in my twenties then. Now, I'm too old."

Matthew shook his head. "Ah, come on! You're never too told! It's good to do things you used to do in your twenties though. It helps to keep you young no matter what age you are. Watching movies is great, but I'm ready to get out and do something. When you first got here, you said that, in a couple of days, you'd have your energy back. And, if you'll remember, you agreed to dancing when I mentioned it."

"I was thinking more along the lines of a fancy restaurant that had dancing," Kelly explained.

"Aw, come on. Please come to the club with me?" Matthew begged.

Kelly sighed. "I don't have anything to wear to a club."

Matthew crossed his arms over his chest, not willing to take no for an answer. "Well, then you can go shopping for something after work. We shouldn't get out too late. We never do. Besides, I am letting you stay here for the week. You owe me."

Kelly gasped. "Whatever happened to me doing you a favor by staying here?"

Matthew grinned. "Hey, sometimes a guy has to use everything he can to get what he wants." He walked closer to Kelly, and placed his hands over her shoulders. "Besides, you'd be doing me an even bigger favor buy going with me. I'm just itching for some club action."

Kelly raised an eyebrow. "And by 'club action,' what exactly do you mean?"

"I mean, I want to shake my thang, and get my funk on!" Matthew said, waving his hands in the air as he wriggled his butt back and forth, slowly making his way down a bit.

Kelly laughed. "For one, your lingo is about forty decades ago, and for two, if I'm going to go with you, you had better have some better dance moves than that!"

Matthew pouted. "What? You don't like my booty shaking?" He put his arms in the air again, and wriggled his but again.

Kelly laughed, and gently pushed him. "Stop! All right, all right, I'll go with you. But, if you do that move while we're at the club, I'm pretending I don't know you."

Matthew grinned. "That will only work for people who haven't ever seen Gossip Girl or seen pictures of us together."

"They'd still have no proof I came with you," Kelly said.

"Nice," Matthew said sarcastically, but all in good fun.

Kelly kissed his cheek. "You know I love you anyway."

"And I love you," he said, kissing her cheek in return. Unfortunately, she had made a movement to kiss his other cheek, and they ended up accidentally kissing each other on the lips. It was quick—a second even—but it made them both blush nevertheless.

"We better leave now. We don't want to be late for work," Kelly said quietly.

Matthew nodded. "Good idea."

They got their shoes and coats on, then both headed for the door, and bumped into each other.

"Sorry!" they both said at once.

They laughed.

"Ladies first," Matthew said.

Kelly just stood there.

"I said Ladies first," Matthew repeated.

Kelly nodded. "I know. That's why I'm waiting for you to go first!"

Matthew shot her a playful dirty look. "Very funny! You do realize you are calling yourself a man by saying that, don't you?"

Kelly smirked. "Not necessarily. I'm just going by the age before beauty rule. I know I'm the older one, but you look like the older one."

"You can really be a bitch when you want to be!" Matthew said in good fun as he headed out the door first.

Kelly smirked as she followed behind him, making sure the door was shut and locked first.

She then turned to Matthew. "In the words of Dolores Claiborne, 'sometimes, being a bitch is all a woman has to hold on to.'"

~I walk the streets of love~

They didn't have a lot of scenes together during the day. They had one where they were just talking about the situation with William, and then Kelly had a seen with Blake, and Matthew had a scene with Dan. However, at the end, they did have a scene just the two of them.

Rufus and Lily were supposed to hold each other on the couch, and talk about their day, and what they were going to do about a problem with William and Serena. Then, they were to kiss for a moment. Rufus was then to say to Lily, "Come on, Lil. Let's go to bed."

Lily was to, in return, take his face between her hands, kiss his lips, and then get up, help him up off the couch, and lead him up the stairs by the hand.

They got to the scene. It was their last seen of the day. All went well as they had their talk about their day, and what they were going to do about William and Serena.

Then, they leaned in for their kiss. It was gentle at first, then they both got a little more into it.

Matthew couldn't even think about anything other than kissing Kelly, and how he was enjoying it to much more than he should be.

Kelly was busy thinking how she had always enjoyed kissing him, but today, she enjoyed it even more for some reason.

"All right, guys. You can stop now. Do you remember your line, Matthew?" the director asked with an amused smirk.

Kelly and Matthew broke the kiss, both blushing.

"Yes. Sorry. It's hard to know when to stop," Matthew muttered, knowing even as he said it that it had been a lame excuse. He turned back to Kelly. "Come on, Kel. Let's go to bed."

"Who is Kel?" Kelly asked, still in character. She placed a hand over her heart. "Rufus, have you been cheating on me?"

The director started laughing, and Kelly quickly followed suit.

Matthew blushed again. "I'm so used to seeing you every day, your name came out instead of Lily's," he explained.

Kelly smiled, and gently stroked his cheek. "I know. It's okay! We all make mistakes in our lines. Today was just your day to."

Matthew smiled, and placed his hand over hers on his cheek. "All right. Let's try that again."

And so they got ready to start the line over.

The director called action, and Matthew made sure to get it right this time.

"Come on, Lil. Let's go to bed," he said.

Kelly smiled, and took his face between her hands, then kissed him passionately.

Matthew kissed her passionately in return.

Kelly subconsciously moaned into the kiss.

"All right, Kelly. It's not a porn show here. You don't need to moan or drag the kiss out!" the director teased. He was like family, and loved razzing the cast. They all razzed him too.

Kelly blushed, and broke the kiss. "Sorry. Like Matthew said, it's hard to know when to end it. As for the moan, I was just giving it creative license." She blushed, not even wanting to look at Matthew. Was he buying it?

"Just go on," the director ordered. He called action again.

Kelly then stood up, and took Matthew's hand. She smiled at him.

He smiled at her, apparently not seeming to have cared that she had kissed him too long. Either that, or he was really good at being in character, which Kelly knew he was. Either way worked for her. She then led him up the stairs.

"And cut!" the director said.

Matthew smiled at Kelly. "It looks like we both screwed up today."

Kelly nodded. "I think we could both use a drink."

Matthew laughed. "I agree. After your club wear shopping, we can go to dinner and have some wine with our dinner, then have something harder at the club."

Kelly licked her lips and nodded. "Sounds good. I'm not getting out of this club thing, am I?"

Matthew shook his head. "Sorry to say, but nope!"

Kelly pouted. "Are you going to shop with me?"

Matthew shook his head. "I have a few phone calls to make, then I want to shower. You go ahead and meet me at home."

Kelly kissed his cheek. "All right. See you at home," she agreed.

She then left to change back into her regular attire before heading out to shop. She smiled to herself. She kind of liked the thought of coming 'home' to Matthew.

Matthew watched Kelly leave, and couldn't help but smile. He kind of liked the sound of his home being Kelly's as well. With the smile still on his face, he whistled, and headed off to change into his regular attire before heading home to call Aven.

~I walk the streets of love~

Kelly arrived back at Matthew's about an hour and a half later. She had just decided to wear her favorite pair of skinny dark wash jeans that she already had back at Matthew's. She also bought a sequined royal purple tank top and a cute black faux leather blazer to go over top. She bought a pair of purple cashmere socks, and some black faux leather ankle booties as well. The booties had a two-inch, wide heel.

Matthew was on the phone when she got back, so she wet straight to her room and changed. She put her hair up in a low-hanging bun. She had also picked up some purple nail polish, and a silver hair clip. It was in the shape of a tiny silver daisy with a faux amethyst in the middle. She didn't want to buy anything too pricy for her hair when going to a club. You never knew when you could lose it in the crowd.

When she was finally ready, she came out to see Matthew off the phone, and ready himself. He was wearing a lighter wash boot cut jean with a bright blue dress shirt with a very subtle detailing of vertical stripes in a barely lighter shade of blue. The first two buttons were undone. Overtop, he wore his favorite grayish tan jacket. On his feet, she couldn't tell what color socks he was wearing, but he was wearing a grey pair of dress shoes.

"You look handsome, as usual," she said, kissing his right cheek.

"And you look breathtakingly beautiful, as always," he said, placing his hands over her wist and kissing her right cheek in return.

"You're so sweet!" She said, kissing his other cheek.

"Shall we go?" Matthew asked, extending his arm to her.

She nodded. "Yes, we shall!"

So, they headed out, and went to dinner.

When they got to the restaurant, they were seated, and given their menus. They looked them over.

When their waitress came over to take their drink orders, she gasped. "Oh my gosh! It's Rufus and Lily!" She blushed. "I mean, Matthew and Kelly. Obviously you're not your characters. My sister watches your show religiously. She'd like totally freak out if she found out I was waiting on you guys!"

Matthew and Kelly both smiled at her.

"What's your sister's name?" Kelly asked.

"Erica," their waitress answered. "I know I shouldn't ask this. Heck, technically I could lose my job for it, but my sister would never forgive me if I didn't tell her you guys were here. Do you mind if I call her and tell her you're here? She'd love to meet you guys."

Matthew and Kelly looked at each other, and hesitated.

"Don't worry!" The waitress, who's name tag read Shelly, suddenly said. "I know what you're thinking. You're worried she'll call all her friends and tell them. You don't have to worry. She's not like that. She's actually very shy and reserved. She goes through depression a lot. She has online friends, but not many real life friends. I'd love to be able to cheer her up. I promise you, she isn't the type to spread stuff when asked not to."

Kelly smiled at Matthew. "Well, how can we let a girl down who is that big of a fan of ours?"

Matthew grinned. "We can't! We need all the fans we can get!"

Kelly laughed, and turned to Shelley. "Go ahead. We'd be happy to meet her. But only her. We do want to enjoy our dinner, and we can't do that with a mob of fans!"

"Of course! Oh my gosh, thank you both so much! I'm gonna go call her right now!" Shelley made a movement to leave.

"Um, could you take our drink orders first?" Matthew asked her with a wink.

Shelley turned back to them and blushed. "Of course! Sorry about that!"

Matthew grinned. "That's all right."

They both ordered a glass of wine, then Shelley left to call her sister, and put their drink order in.

"She's kind of cute," Matthew noted.

Kelly raised an eyebrow. "The waitress?"

Matthew nodded. "I wonder if she's single." He wriggled his eyebrows up and down suggestively.

"She seems nice enough, and is surely pretty. But, she seems a little flighty. I think you can do better." Kelly reached across the table, and pat his hand. "Besides, you're here with me, so save your pickups for another time." She winked.

"Are you jealous?" Matthew asked her with a laugh.

Kelly shook her head, and crossed her arms over her chest. "No, I just don't think you should be trying to pick up other women when you're with me. If you do that at the club, I'm leaving."

Matthew laughed again. "You're totally jealous! Don't worry. I was just joking around anyway. I'm not going to try to pick her up."

Kelly shot him a look. "I'm not jealous. I just like my company to have proper etiquette is all."

Matthew grinned. She was totally jealous. He kind of liked that.

~I walk the streets of love~

Erica ended up showing up before their dinner even arrived. "Oh my gosh, it is such an honor to meet you two! Can I please get a picture with you guys? I promise not to post it until tomorrow. That way, you guys can have some peace tonight. If you don't want me to, I don't even have to post it. I'd love it post it on Twitter though so that my friends can see I actually met you guys! I have a whole team of online friends that love you guys as much as I do. Well, maybe not quite as much as I do. I'm like totally obsessed with you guys. But not in a weird, creepy, stalker sort of way. I just really adore you guys. I'm sorry. I know I'm rambling. I talk a lot when I'm nervous, and let me tell you, I'm nervous!"

Matthew and Kelly smiled at each other, and then at Erica.

"There's no need to be nervous! Of course you can get a picture with us!" Matthew assured her.

"We love getting pictures with our fans. "Go ahead and post it tomorrow if you want. Just make sure you send us a link!" Kelly said with a wink.

Erica grinned. "Oh my gosh, I do will!"

Matthew and Kelly got up then, and put Erica between them. Shelley took the camera from Erica, and snapped the picture.

"Thank you!" Erica said to them. "Now can I get one of you two together? Then I promise to leave you alone."

"Sure," Matthew and Kelly said at the same time. They put their arms around each other.

Erica snapped the pic. "Thanks! You know, you two should totally be together in real life. You have more chemistry than a chem lab!"

Matthew and Kelly both blushed, not knowing what to say.

"Thanks again for everything. It was so nice meeting you"! Erica said.

"Hey, thank you for being our fan!" Matthew hugged her.

"I can go home and die happy now," she said with a snort.

Kelly hugged her as well.

"Or I might just die here!" Erica snorted again at her own joke.

"Not on my watch, now go home before I get fired!" Shelley said to her.

Erica hugged her sister. "Thank you! I love you for this! You're the best sister ever!"

Shelley hugged her in return. "I love you too. When I get off shift in an hour, we'll watch that movie you've been wanting to see. Have the popcorn ready!"

Erica grinned. "I will." She waved to Matthew and Kelly, and said one last goodbye to them before leaving.

"Thanks guys. As you can see, you really made my sister's night!" Shelley said.

"We're just glad we could help," Matthew said with a wink and a smile at her.

"She made our night too," Kelly added.

"I'll be sure to tell her that," Shelley said with a grin. "Your orders will be right out."

"So much for Erica being shy," Kelly said as they sat back down.

Matthew laughed. "She's a sweet girl though."

Kelly nodded. "Yeah." She then grinned. "So apparently, we have more chemistry than a chem lab!"

"And I never even took chemistry!" Matthew teased.

"Neither did I. I never thought I had the brains for it," Kelly stated.

"Same here," Matthew agreed.

"I guess we're smarter than we think! We have chemistry without having taken the class!" Kelly joked.

Matthew laughed, and raised his glass. "To us being smart!"

"I'll drink to that! To us being smart!" Kelly said, raising her own glass. They clinked their glasses. "And to Hugo Boss," she said right before taking a sip.

Matthew choked on his wine.

~I walk the streets of love~

After dinner and dessert, they headed to a movie since the nightclub wouldn't be opened yet.

They decided to see Gone.

Matthew enjoyed the way Kelly had clung to him during the creepy parts.

Kelly had enjoyed holding onto him. The truth was, most of it, she didn't even find scary. It just felt good to cling onto Matthew's, and rest her head on his shoulder, so she did.

When they movie was over, she thanked him for the movie. "Thanks so much for the movie. It was great! Did you like it?"

Matthew nodded. "It was pretty good! That Amanda Seyfried is a pretty good actress.

Kelly nodded in agreement. "Yeah, she is."

"I'm actually glad you let me at least pay for the movie. You insisted on buying dinner and dessert, I still don't feel right about it," Matthew then told her.

Kelly rolled her eyes. "Who says the man always has to be the one to pay? I have just as much money as you do."

Matthew took her hands in his own. "Still, you're a lady, and I like to take care of beautiful ladies such as yourself."

Kelly smiled. "You're full of cheese sometimes, but I love you for it." She kissed his cheek. "Thank you for saying that."

Matthew grinned, and kissed her hands. "I meant every word."

Kelly yawned and stretched then. "Well, it's been a great night. Let's head back. Shall we?"

Matthew gave her a look. "Nice try. Let's hail a cab, and head to the club."

Kelly let out a growl of frustration. "Can't blame a Gal or trying!"

They hailed a cab, then Matthew gave the driver the club name.

"I hope I don't regret agreeing to this," Kelly said with a sigh as they took off.

Matthew took her hand, and gently squeezed it, smiling at her. "You won't. You'll see."

As Kelly saw his sweet smile, and looked into his eyes, she had suddenly no doubt she wouldn't.

~I walk the streets of love~

When they got to the club, Kelly relaxed a little. She had been a little worried about being at a club at her age, but there were plenty of people who looked to be her age that were there.

"Let's find a table." Matthew took her hand, and started leading her through the crowd.

She made sure not to step on people's toes, and not to be stepped on by others.

Finally, they got to the stairs. Kelly walked up the stairs with her hand still in Matthew's. She knew he was only holding her hand so that they didn't get separated, but it still felt nice to hold his hand. She loved feeling cared about.

They got to the top of the stairs, and Matthew spotted a table right away. It was right by the railing. He let go of her hand, and rushed over to the table, so as not to lose it.

Kelly sighed. So much for that! He had let go of her hand as quickly as he had taken it.

She walked over to the table, and sat down with him.

"We're in luck! We got the best table up here!" Matthew said to her with a grin.

Kelly grinned halfheartedly. "Yeah."

"Let me go get us some drinks," he then said to her.

"Good idea! I'm going to need one, if I'm going to go down into that hot mess," Kelly said, looking down over the railing at all the hot, sweaty bodies dancing below them.

Matthew smirked. "I'll go get those drinks. I know what you like." He winked at her, then disappeared to the bar.

Kelly felt a little tingle in her stomach. The way he had said, "I know what you like," and the way he had looked at her, made her feel a little giddy. She supposed she was just nervous from being at a club for the first time in a while.

She waited about five minutes, then a good looking guy, who looked to be in his early twenties, sat down in Matthew's empty seat.

"Well, hey there," the guy said with a wink.

Kelly smiled politely, figuring he was a fan of hers. "Hello! How are you?"

He grinned. "Well, that was easy! I didn't even have to use a pickup line! What's your name? My name is Stanley Mc Steel." The guy extended his hand out to her.

It dawned on her then. He was trying to pick her up. Seeing as he had asked for her name, she took it he had no idea who she was. It was either that, or he was playing it cool.

She smirked, and decided to play along. She could use a little fun to take her mind off her nerves. She placed her hand over his right forearm, the arm closest to her. "Oh, I don't know. I think I'd kind of like to hear a pickup line." She nodded at him. "Go ahead. Give your best one." She winked.

He grinned. "All right! Well, you must be from Tennessee. Because, around here, you're the only ten I see!"

She giggled. She was surprised she had never heard that one before. It sounded like something her son would make up. "I've actually never heard that one before, and believe me, I've heard a lot of pickup lines in my life. You should be proud!"

He grinned. "So, did it work well enough for you to allow me to buy you a drink?"

Before Kelly could respond, Matthew came back with their drinks. "Here you go! Your favorite!" Matthew said, sliding Kelly's drink over to her. His eye then caught ahold of Stanley. "Who are you?" he asked.

"I might ask you the same thing!" Stanley said.

"I'm here date!" Matthew said.

Kelly blushed. His date? She supposed it did kind of have a nice ring to it. She turned her attention to Stanley. She gently rubbed his right hand. "I'm sorry, but he offered first."

Stanley smiled at her. "I'm sure he can manage to drink both himself."

Kelly smiled. It was flattering, really. She got an idea that made her laugh inside. "Hey, Stanley, why don't you tell my date here that joke? He really is from Tennessee, or at least, he lived there for quite a while!"

Stanley sized Matthew up, who was standing there, sipping his drink, and giving him a cold stare. He then looked at Kelly. "I think I'm going to go for now. I'm not giving up on you though. I'll catch you later." He winked, and made a clicking sound with his tongue, then brushed past Matthew, and disappeared into the crowd.

Matthew sat down. "Don't tell me that clown gave you that stupid 'ten I see' line."

Kelly smirked. "I thought it was cute. I had never heard it before."

He raised an eyebrow. "Really? That pickup line is one of the oldest pickup lines in the book, Kel."

Kelly shrugged. "Like I said, I had never heard it before." She sipped her drink, then smiled at him. "You were right! You do know what I like! Thanks."

Matthew wasn't ready to let it go just yet. "So, what is this Stanley chump's last name? Did he even tell you what it is?"

Kelly swallowed the bit of drink that was in her mouth before answering. "Stanley Mc Steel."

Matthew coughed on his drink, then swallowed it, and laughed. "Stanley Mc Steel? Seriously? It sounds like a comic book name or something."

Kelly shrugged. "That's what he told me." She took a drink.

Matthew downed the rest of his drink. "Well, I don't like him."

Kelly raised an eyebrow at him. "You don't even know the guy! All he did was hit on me. I'm sure there's not a guy in this club—you included—that hasn't hit on a woman before."

Matthew shook his head. "Still, it's just the way he did it. He still continued to hit on you even after I told him I was you date."

Kelly smirked, and raised an eyebrow again. "Which, reminds me—why did you call me your date?"

"Well, for tonight, you are my date, aren't you?" Matthew asked simply, not even flinching. "A date isn't always a lover. You've brought your brother to events. He was your date for the night."

Kelly nodded. "Fair enough." She downed the rest of her drink, wondering why she was disappointed that what Matthew had just said made sense.

"Do you want another?" Matthew asked, nodding at her now empty glass.

Kelly stood up. "I'll go get them this time."

Matthew was about to protest, but she cut him off.

"It's my turn," she insisted. She then went off to get their drinks.

Matthew sat and waited for her, wondering why no one had come over to hit on him like Stanley had with Kelly.

He waited a good ten minutes, then he decided to go see what was taking her so long.

When he got to the bar, he saw her sipping her drink, and laughing with Stanley.

He walked over to her, and put an arm around her. "I was wondering where you were!"

She blushed, and handed him his drink. "I'm sorry. There was a line, then I ran into Stanley, and he paid for all the drinks. I was just thanking him, and we got to talking."

Matthew smiled at Stanley, and nodded politely at him. "Thank you for the drink."

"Not a problem!" Stanley said.

Matthew tried not to sigh. Stanley had done something nice for him, so he couldn't be rude to Stanley. That only ticked him off more. Stanley probably did that for that reason. However, what he could do was get Kelly the heck away from Stanley. "Well, sorry to break things up," Not. "but we better be going." Matthew said. "Thanks again for the drink!" He held his drink up to Stanley for emphasis, then pulled Kelly away. It was too loud in the club to hear if Stanley had responded or not.

"Matthew! That was rude! I can't believe you just pulled me away like that!" Kelly said.

"Well, I still don't like that guy. Besides, you were on my case for just saying our waitress was pretty when I was with you. Now you were busy talking to Stanley while I waited on you," Matthew explained.

Kelly smirked. "And you thought I was jealous, but here you are, acting jealous."

"I'm not jealous!" Matthew grumbled.

"He talked to me first, and he bought us drinks. I was just being polite," Kelly explained. "Great! We lost our table," she then said once they got back to their table and saw that it was already occupied by two girls.

Matthew downed his drink, then set it down on an empty, yet dirty table. "I want to dance anyway."

"You might want to slow down on the drinking. You downed that like it was a shot glass even though it was a full-size glass!" Kelly noted.

Matthew shrugged. "It's still the same amount of alcohol in your system no matter how fast you drink it. Besides, I don't wan to carry it around when I'm dancing."

Kelly thought about it for a brief moment. He did make some valid points. She shrugged. "Why not?" She then downed her drink, just as he had. She then placed her empty drink next to his on the dirty table. Finally, she grinned at Matthew. "Let's dance!"

Matthew grinned as well. "I thought you'd never ask!"

And so, they grabbed hands again, then headed down the stairs, and into the mass of people to dance with the rest of them.

~I walk the streets of love~

"This is kind of fun! I'm glad I agreed to come here now," Kelly said as she and Matthew danced to some upbeat pop song. They had been dancing for a half hour now, and she didn't feel the slightest bit tired yet, which surprised her even more than the fact thats she was having fun.

Matthew grinned. "See? I told you it would be fun."

"I guess I'm going to have to admit you were right. It's a rare occasion when you're right though," she said.

"Are you kidding me?" he asked with an even bigger grin, his hands placed over her waist. "I'm always right!"

"Hardly!" Kelly said with a cackle.

"Jealous!" Matthew said.

Kelly scrunched her eyebrows together. "Of you rarely being right? Hardly!"

Matthew made a face at her, but they continued to dance anyway. That was one of the things he loved about their relationship. They could fight, and say nasty things to each other, and yet they both knew the other was only joking. They both knew how much they loved each other despite their harsh, teasing words.

"Do you want another drink?" Matthew asked her once a song he didn't particularly like came on. "I hate this song."

Kelly laughed. "Good, because I hate it too!"

So, they went to the bar, and had another drink. Kelly paid this time since she didn't get to pay last time.

They sipped their drinks and people watched.

Matthew pointed out a guy with a rainbow mohawk, and Kelly pointed out a woman with half her face tattooed.

"Only in New York," Kelly said, drinking more of her drink.

Matthew nodded. "Only in New York."

They finished their drinks, then danced some more. The second song since their coming back onto the dance floor ended up being a ballad.

They slowed their dancing down.

Matthew held Kelly close, loving the smell of her shampoo, and the closeness of her body. They didn't even say anything as they danced. That was another thing that was special between them—sometimes, they didn't need words.

He was just starting to really enjoy himself, and his time with Kelly, when suddenly, Stanley tapped him on the shoulder. "Mind if I cut in?"

"Actually, I do. She's still my date," Matthew said to him. There were plenty of other women in the club. Why didn't Stanley move on? He was like a parasite that you couldn't get rid of.

"I promised him a dance," Kelly said to Matthew then, her hands still over his shoulders. "Sorry!" Then, before Matthew new what was happening, she was off slow dancing with Stanley.

Matthew was to ticked off, he needed another drink. He knew it was his forth, and he really shouldn't be drinking it, but right now, he really didn't care.

So, he went and got another drink, drinking it all down pretty quickly as he watched Stanley slow dance and flirt with Kelly.

A more uptempo song came on then, and Stanley began to grind against Kelly.

Matthew slammed his now empty glass down on the bar, and stormed over there. He grabbed Kelly. "She gave you a dance," he said, snarling at Stanley. "You got it!" He then dragged Kelly off to the bar, and way from Stanley.

Kelly put her free hand over her hip, and pulled her other hand away from Matthew's grip. "Matthew, what is your problem tonight? I don't like being pulled away like a wagon!"

"I want you dancing with me!" Matthew said.

"Stop being so possessive! We're here as friends. We're not actually dating!" she snapped. "I can dance with whomever it is I want to dance with!"

"Well, then I can ask out whomever I want to ask out! You're such a hypocrite! You didn't even like me saying our waitress was pretty, and now here you are dancing with that sleaze!" Matthew snapped.

Kelly rolled his eyes. "He is not a sleaze! And so you really did want to ask her out? You acted to me like you just kidding, and only thought she was pretty!"

"See? You were jealous!" Matthew said.

Kelly crossed her arms over her chest, and rolled her eyes. "You're the only one who's jealous! You're the only hypocrite around here!"

Matthew glared at her.

"You know what? Leave me alone. Go ask out any girl you want. I need another drink." Kelly said, turning to the bartender, and ordering herself a drink.

"What? Stanley's not paying for it?" Matthew snapped when he saw her reaching into her purse.

Kelly turned around and shot him a look. "Maybe I'll buy him one!"

Matthew scowled at her. "You do that!" he said, even though that was the last thing he waned. He then headed to the bathroom. He didn't know why he was so angry, but he was. And that made him even angrier.

~I walk the streets of love~

Kelly angrily sipped her drink. She had no idea why Matthew was acting like such a jerk. So what if she danced with another guy? They were at a club for gosh sakes! That's what people did at clubs—they danced with various people. She was sure that Matthew had had his share of girls that he danced with at clubs. More so than she cared to think about.

Why shouldn't she be able to dance with any guy she wanted? She wasn't Matthew's property! She downed the rest of her drink. She was going to find Matthew, and give him a piece of her mind! But first, she had to use the bathroom.

She stumbled across the room, accidentally bumping into some people along the way. She wished now that she had stopped after two drinks.

She had just gotten to the women's room when she saw Matthew leaning against the wall in between the two bathrooms. His arms were crossed over his chest, and he looked ticked off.

That worked out well, because she was ticked off too.

She stomped over to him.

"Why aren't you dancing with your little boy toy? You know he is young enough to be your son, right?" Matthew asked her, an eyebrow raised.

Kelly laughed. "Funny you should mention age, when you've dated two girls young enough to be your daughter!"

"It's different when the younger one is a woman!" Matthew shot back.

"Why? Because older women just aren't attractive?" She asked.

Matthew shrugged. "That's a theory."

"Well, older men aren't always attractive either!" she snapped.

"You dated a guy who looks old enough to be your grandfather," Matthew quipped.

Kelly glared at him. "You dated a girl who looks like she is still in high school."

"Why do you even care?" Matthew asked cooly.

"Why do you even care?" Kelly asked angrily.

"I don't!" Matthew insisted.

"Neither do I!" Kelly said.

"Then why are you getting so angry?" Matthew asked.

"For the same reason you're getting so angry, I'd imagine!" Kelly exclaimed.

They glared at each other, and then something in them both snapped.

They grabbed each other, and kissed each other hard and passionate.

Well, this is unexpected... Kelly thought, a line from her character on the first episode of Gossip Girl suddenly entering her mind. She was still angry as heck with Matthew, but she still couldn't get herself to stop kissing him, or to stop wanting to be kissed by him.

Matthew was still so angry he could break something, but right now, all he wanted to do was continue kissing Kelly, and continue being kissed by her... Maybe even more. "You wanna get out of here?" he asked her, breathily.

She nodded. "I think that would be a good idea."

And so they left, hand-in-hand, Matthew pulling Kelly along like a wagon. Only this time, Kelly didn't complain.