She wakes up at the click of the door closing.

She looks glances around the room, noticing the wild flowers that sat in a vase on her bedside table.

They were all shades of yellow, her favorite color.

She's just finished dressing when there's a knock at her bedroom door.

She opens her door to find Nate standing there with a smile spread across his face, a bright yellow shirt catching in the light, and she catches herself before she smiles back. She's supposed to be mad at him.

"Hey, Serena." He says tentatively, as if he's unsure of whether or not he's welcome.

"Nate, what do you want?" She snarls, her teeth bared in a cruel imitation of a smile.

He looks down, surprised by how forwardly rude she was being, nothing like Blair or Jenny.

"I came to talk. Aboutlastnight." He's rushing his words, and she barely understands him.

"How about you just forget about it, never talk about it, how about you never even think about it. Okay? Because that was humiliating." Her cheeks are a shade redder than they were a minute ago, and he finds it ridiculously cute.

"No, It wasn't humiliating. I'm glad you came over. But I think we should talk."

And she straightens her stance, preparing for battle, and he practically hears the wheels turning in her head, planning what she's gonna say.

Her question comes from out of the blue.

"How long have you been here? Were you the one who got those flowers for me?" She questions, finally putting the pieces together, being taken over by a memory of wild flowers, yellow dresses, and a day spent walking through Central Park, eating cotton candy and drinking lemonade.

"Serena? Anyone in there?" He asks, waving his hand in front of her eyes.

She blinks, being brought back to reality, and re-establishes the situation in her mind.

"Nate, I think you should leave." And surprisingly he doesn't argue, just looks down, this sad expression clouding his face. He looks up, nods and turns to leave. When he's five steps away, he turns back around, going up to Serena and kissing her on the cheek.

And she almost forgets to breath, just for a second, confused by this familiar feeling, one she hasn't felt in years. And then she remembers it.

It still feels like that, all these years later.

He pulls back, turns around, and walks out of her room.

When she finally steps out of her room, half an hour later, she finds cotton candy and lemonade waiting for her in the dining room.

She leans against the wall, tears rolling down her cheeks, and she just wants him back.

She slides down the wall, memories overflowing, and she lets all the tears fall.

She's still sitting on the floor when Chuck walks in.

He picks her up and carries her to her room, gently laying her on her bed.

When Nate calls, he ignores his phone.

After all, Nate Archibald is the only one who's ever truly broken Serena van der Woodsen, so he knows he has something to with this.

He places his phone in his pocket, and sneaks out of the room.

He barely notices the flowers on the table but he remembers that day, 6 years ago, Nate asking him what he should get for his Valentine, and he replied get her something that reminds you of her. The only thing Nate said before he hung up was "Wild flowers."

He later told Chuck that he chose wild flowers because they were beautiful and free.

Chuck got his valentine a porcelain doll, fragile and beautiful, with bright red lips and silken black hair.