NOTE : I know, I know, I wrote that Serena read the whole book earlier, but I changed my mind. She is about to finish, and well, you can see her reaction. In the next chapter I'm going to include the upcoming (going to happen on the show) Duck "Do you love her" scene and Dan is going to get drunk. reviews are love, xx.

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Dan was preparing for a lunch with Serena. He didn't want to be late, and decided to actually cleans up the mess in both, his loft and his head.

"Easier said than done."He thought picking up the clothes that was everywhere...He was even questioning the possibility of him getting drunk from the huge amounts of soda and orange juice, since he completely blanked out the part where he started throwing stuff and leaving it all over the place.

As chaotic as it was, it was nothing comparing to what was going on in his head and he knew, all he could do was pretend. He looked really well now when he had shaved and tamed his curly hair, put a decent shirt and jeans. Not that he cared about an impression he's going to leave on Serena, he just wanted to do himself a favour and moves on. Or show that he's ready to move forward. That was a huge step that he was almost proud on the decision he had made. Before leaving the house he quickly glanced into the mirror, and he was surprisingly satisfied

"I look decent. Even Waldorf wouldn't complain about this outfit, I think. An evil dictator of taste. Not that this has anything to do with the fact that I'm going in the Waldorf penthouse to pick up Serena. No way. It's not like Blair is going to be there or anything, especially when Serena tells her that we're going out. Okay Humphrey, time to go now."

He took a deep breath and closed the door.

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"I think I was clear, I hate peonies, therefore I have no idea what exactly does this delivery represent." Blair was yelling over the phone. She's like this the whole morning.

"Penelope when are you going to start being helpful, I should've left you with psychotic Juliet a long time ago, I guess you'd have much more fun with her now, probably scheming some serious act of crime. Or end up drugged and drunk on some dark place." she continued grudgingly.

Penelope just let out a small sigh but quickly continued what she was doing. She got used to it, and she knew Blair was just not in the mood.

Suddenly she heard the sound of the elevator and just when she headed there expecting the potential wedding planner Louis had sent to her. Seeing the person Blair moved swiftly.

"Is this some creepy scenario in which you're trying to become my wedding planner Humphrey? 'Cause I'm so not for a realization that my life is a plot for a horror movie."

Dan was nothing less surprised.

"Your life may be a plot for a horror movie, now when I think better." Dan said teasingly looking around. "And I'd love to say that I know what you're talking about here, but unfortunaly - no. Your wedding has nothing to do with me. Literally. Where did you get that idea anyway?" he asked curiously.

She took his hand trying to pull him back in the elevator with all the forces.

"Blair, calm down." he was almost unable to speak since she got so brought with all this happening that they were standing there with an elevator still opened her face an inch away from his. The smell of Chanel 5 that suddenly spread like wildfire caught him very quickly and he felt this strange desire, his blood was rushing through his veins. His mouth went dry and he knew that if she moves a little closer that will be the death of him.

"What the hell are you doing?" he looked at her trying to catch some air. Why is she doing this to him.

"What the hell am I doing."

She could swear that she wanted to pull him closer into a passionate kiss, but saw that as a result of watching way too much movies lately. Suddenly goose bumps rise on her arms. She feels the strange combination of his lotion and feeling his smell caused this mess in her, the want, the need, the strange urge to run her fingers through his hair and doesn't look back. All these feelings made her feel like the heroine of his book who had no problem with expressing her feelings, well for what she knew, at least in that...explicit scene he had described.

"How silly of you, Blair."

"You're trying to ruin my life Humphrey" she mumbled acting very jiffery about the situation "...and, what am I doing? Saving it. Does that make it more clear to you Dan?" she whispered. "My wedding planner is going to be here any minute, what is she going to think? And are you really ready to act my gay best friend so she doesn't happen to be suspicious?"

"Why would she be suspicious?"

She was now with him in the elevator, and it was really hard to even say a word with him this close. Looking him in the eyes made it even harder.

"No clue." she said under her breath and swallowed.

Suddenly, the door opened and someone coughed. It was Serena.

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"Blair will you...leave Dan alone? God!" Serena was pretending to be aghased at what she saw.

"What are the two of you...doing here?" she blinked waiting for the answer.

"I am trying to tell him to leave. He's not Lonely Boy S, I swear he's a Stalker Boy and that just crossed the line of fun."

"He's not here for you." Serena replied calmly.

"He's not?" she was staggered although she would be loathe to show, or worse admit it.

"No, Dan and I are going on lunch, I invited him." she explained.

"Oh." Dan and Serena could both swear that they caught her blushing but decided to ignore that considering how awkward the situation was even before that.

"Then erm...enjoy your lunch."

Dan saw a glimpse of disappointment in her eyes. He is probably going crazy. Yeah, that's the thing.

"Aren't you mad at Dan?"

"Why exactly? Come on Blair, remember..."

"Erm yes. What do you think this all in the elevator meant."

Serena frowned. "I'll never understand the two of you."

"There's nothing to understand, except the fact that Donut needs to get outta here, so wherever your romantic little date takes place please you both feel free to accompany yourself out. Now."

"Alright, I'll just wait for you downstairs." saying that, Dan left Serena and Blair in the foyee. Penelope was not in the room any longer since she wasn't really eager to listen Blair yelling again.

"So you two are back together?" Blair said angrily. "Looks like your portrayal in the book wasn't that bad after all?" she resumed adding sarcasm into it but still with a half-smile on her face.

"No, we're not getting back together. I need Dan because of..something I'm going to tell you all about later...And, for the record I didn't finish the book yet."

"Oh."

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The lunch date went well without any complications. Despite knowing that she doesn't have much time, Serena decided not to rush and be careful even if that meant being a little late with completing the task. She and Dan went out discussing ordinary everyday topics and had lunch like civilised people do.

When she came back home, she decided to continue with Dan's book, rolling her eyes a little at the sex scene with Blair with a slight disgust and a little jealous she went on.

"Clair and I rode the elevator and when we arrived in the foyee, that's when I start getting that feeling, the vibe from her. She is jittery with anticipation, eager for my touch. We start kissing with an urgency that feels like an affair. It's a serious word. It's a scary word. It's no adultery. I push it all out of my mind as I kiss Clair. There'll be no more guilt, not for this next parcel of time. Her skin is warm. We are now on our sides, our bodies against each other. She kisses me more, and we topple over in her direction. She stops kissing me suddenly, clears her throat in an attempt to say something. This is wrong, and we both know it."

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"What?" Sabrina chuckled, leaving Dylan and Clair in a huff.

"Enough, you're drunk." Clair yelled snatching the bottle of champagne out of her hand.

"Oh come on, it's not like I'm drunk...you know.." Sabrina stopped still laughing to her words "you know when I was really really drunk? Last night. My professor and I stayed up late ...he was teaching me, lessons" she coughed, looking like she's about to regurgitate every second.

"You're not going anywhere like that, Dylan she's going with me. Help me on this one."

"This is most definitely not the right time to...tell her." I remember how I said that and insiantly lowered my voice on the last two words.

"Tell me what?" Sabrina was clueless, but thought everything's amazing and funny. "The night is young, come on you two, lose yourself a little bit, for once in your life."

Funny 'cause we did. Just not in the way she wanted us to. Nor in a way she'd ever imagine. We betrayed her, but somehow seeing her behaving like this made me think that was not a huge mistake after all. We both had lives, and sometimes it seemed like they're consisted of saving hers. Later that night, we put Sabrina in bed in Clair's guest room, and I still remember Clair's worried face. She was an amazing friend. She was a good person. Her eyes used to have something. It was weird, hard to explain. Like she had a small speck, they used to shine like always, they twinkled, only this time not because of amusement or happyness but tears, tears because she was dying inside. She wanted her friend to come to her senses. That moment I knew that Clair wanted the old times back more than ever. She told me to leave Sabrina to her, and not to worry. I did worry, for both.

"And...about what happened, Dan...we can't hide this forever."

"I know,." strange but I had nothing to say. I just agreed. "What are we going to do?"

"It's not the right time. Just go." she whispered and I could swear she's staring at my lips. I wanted her so bad, but I knew - I have to wait. So I just turned, and with a simple "bye" called the elevator. I need to stop. Erase everything from my mind. The image of her, in that breath-taking dress, her soft voice, her smell that made me want to crawl back to her right now and tell her to screw everyone and everything. One thing was obvious, Clair I could never erase.

With a "boom" Serena closed the book.

"WILL THIS EVER STOP?"

She wanted to cry. What is this now? She was furious, and, even if she had some doubts about whether she made the right choice by taking it this far with using Dan just to get the movie rights, what she just read made her more assured and gave her more courage to continue.

She took her cell and texted Dan

"Listen, Blair invited you on the bridal shower party she's making tomorrow night, I completely blanked out that part at our meeting today. Well despite everything she'd love to see you there, and l can't wait for you to come."

The game was just about to begin.

"S?" Blair knocked on the door.

"Yes?" she said coldly.

"Is...is everything alright?"

"No it's not alright. My ex boyfriend wrote a novel about you."

"Absolutely, what's wrong?"

"Do you think this dress is going to serve a purpose for tomorrow? I think I wore her once, but no one will notice, it looks like new."

At the normal circumstances, Serena would suggest Blair to go shopping with her so they can find something appropriate but at this point she didn't care. She was way to frustrated and depressed.

"I think it's fine."