#tfrserena

Yes, they are! I just can't think of anything that could tear apart Serena and Nate, again.

Nate had, for lack of better phrasing, been kept on a tight leash almost all night. He didn’t know what was worse, sitting at the same table as Serena- with Blair between them- or sneaking glances at her from across the room. Either way, between that and his father... When Emmeline took to the stage to give another info-thanks speech, he couldn’t help himself. He found Serena and caught her eye, pretty sure that she’d already been trying to catch his, and tilted his head in the most covert way he could manage. After that, he could just cross his fingers and hope Ms Fitzherbert wouldn’t come trailing after him for a secret rendezvous. Not looking back was a lot harder than you’d think.

Still, he stopped at the first door that opened- a supply closet filled with swan napkins, spare tablecloths and a few bottles of the good stuff- and let out a sigh. It wasn’t exactly romantic. But he shrugged off his jacket anyways leaving it on the door handle before stepping inside. Man, we really hoped Ms Fitzherbert wasn’t coming.

A Nate + NJBC Moodboard: 1/?

“We’re the non-judging breakfast club, we’re your best friends.”

Who aren't I looking forward to seeing? After the dramatic return of Howard Archibald, I've given you all quite enough space. How about Lisbeth Castillo? I know she has more than a few bones to pick with my Upper East Siders... After all, she used to be one of them. Or how about Nate-and-Serena? How is life on the arm of a twice made social pariah, S? Or how about you, William Huntzberger? Don't think I've forgotten about you.

And her name is Georgina Sparks.

Nate was definitely drunk but can you ever truly know what’s going with those two? Nate and Serena, Serena and Nate… Tell as old as time. It’d be terribly unlike me start to unwarranted drama so let’s just stick with the facts, shall we? Nate and Blair were parading around all night as each other’s date while Serena pouted in the corner with what’s-his-face? Just kidding, Freddie. I know who you are.

Anyway, Howard loses it and then we’re left with our fave golden not-couple holding onto one and another. Maybe Nate was just drunk, playing on old feelings but then again, maybe not. There’s no punishment for pining…as long as that’s all. Right?

★ - sad headcanon

Serena van der Woodsen broke Georgina Sparks’ heart. Of course that isn’t and probably will never be how G tells it or even admits to herself but that’s what happened. They were ride or die, you know? Only then Serena wasn’t really down for the hypothetical ‘dying’ part. When they were at their best, wearing each other’s fave cocktail dress and seeing who could have the most drinks bought for them, everything was perfect. Georgina had never been happier. If she wanted to do something extreme, Serena had her back. If she wanted to play truth or dare, S was always down to dare. They danced all night together- only most of the time ‘all night’ was actually more like all week and she really thought it would never stop. Sure, the drugs, the drinking, the lives ruined and blood shed were a recipe for disaster but…

She never thought Serena would leave her. Sadness turned to rage, a dark and ugly feeling deep in her gut that made her want to lash out, throw her phone against the wall. Burn photos and destroy memories, plot her revenge. But then that anger would fall back into something heavier, more exhausting. More painful. Without Serena, Georgina was left to feel something she hated more than anything else in the world: lonely. She doesn’t need anyone in her life who doesn’t want to be there but… Serena had always been the exception. The one thing, one person who could actually hurt her, and she did.

Of course all of that is a lot more complicated when you don’t know how to deal with it. Process it. Understand her own feelings but yes, Serena van der Woodsen broke her heart.