《He's mine - Nate Archibald love story [ COMPLETE ]》Chapter 16
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"I'm not that kinda doll, I'm a sergeant doll." The voice of sergeant Sarah came from my tv.
"Yeah you tell them sergeant Sarah. You don't need a man." I nodded and popped a piece of popcorn in my mouth. "Oh but sky is so good for you. This whole thing is a load of bull!" I buried deeper into my pillows. You knew it was a bad day when Guys and Dolls couldn't cheer me up.
I jumped out of my skin when my phone rang and picked it up off the side. I rolled my eyes when I saw Nate's name pop up on the screen.
"What?" I asked when I picked it up, keeping it blunt so he'd know I was annoyed.
"Why do you sound mad? I'm the one who was lied to." His voice sounded gruff, I could tell he was annoyed by my response.
"I did not lie to you! I just didn't tell you about Carter! I wanted to be sure he had changed at that I wanted to be with him before I had to deal with the drama that I knew would come with it." I ranted and held my head in my hands. "Look, I didn't mean to kiss you back, it wasn't supposed to happen. And if the only reason you gave me that gift was to get something from me then you can take it back."
There was a long pause and a sigh from the other side of the phone. "I didn't just give you that gift because I wanted something from you. I gave it to you because it was your birthday and...I love you."
"Nate, I love you too but not in the same way I might once have. But you had me and you let me go. And now I've let you go. I'm sorry but I'm in love with Carter." I tried to keep my voice even and calm, but I could hear the shakiness behind it.
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"Then why are you still wearing my necklace?"
"What?" I ask sounding confused.
"My necklace, I know you haven't taken it off." My fingers automatically flew to my chest where the locket laid and I frowned with confusion.
"It goes with everything, it's easier just to wear it a lot." I grumbled. "Look Nate, the sooner you accept I'm happier with Carter, the better. I love you and I don't want you to get hurt, especially not by me. I think it's time you moved on."
"And I think it's time you stopped lying to yourself." He frowned down the phone.
I sighed and placed my head in my hands. "I have to go Nate. I'll talk to you some other time okay?"
"No! Wait! Look, I just another chance with you. Meet me on the roof of Chuck's dads hotel at 10pm. If you come then we can talk and work things out. If you don't, I'll get the message and let you go." He hung up shortly after that.
I dropped my phone to my bed and groaned loudly into my pillow. "Ugggggh!"
"Okay, I've had enough of hearing you mope from next door. What's wrong?" Blair asked, coming to stand in my doorway.
"What's wrong is I'm all out of disorano." I pouted. "And why are you suddenly talking to me now? I thought I was shunned after it was revealed that I was dating Carter?"
Blair sighed loudly and came and sat down on my bed. "Look, that's not why I was upset. I just thought we were past the whole secrets bit with each other. And you see so easily through my facade. I suppose I was slightly mad at myself too for not being able to see through yours."
I sighed and pulled my sister in for a hug. "Oh Blair! I'm just a really good actress." I shook my head with a slight laugh.
"So...what's wrong?" She asked, pulling away from the hug.
"Nothing, I'm just- Nate said if he wants me to be with him then I should meet him on top of Chuck's hotel tonight, but I-" I was cut off by my phone ringing. "One sec." I told Blair and answered it.
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"We need to talk." Carter said straight away.
"Yeah. Of course." I nodded though he couldn't see me.
"I miss you. And this whole thing isn't worth losing you over. And you're right, I didn't give you the chance to hear your side of the story. I've booked a reservation for Georgios tonight at 10. Meet me there?"
"10? I...uh...that's a little late to eat isn't it? Couldn't you get an earlier reservation?" I stammered.
"At Georgios, no that was all they had."
Fuck you fate. "Right. Of course. It's fine, I'll see you there." I hung up on him and looked at Blair.
"What happened?" My sister asked, noticing the tension.
"Carter wants me to meet him tonight." I frowned.
"Isn't that good?" Blair asked with a quirked brow.
"It would be." I agreed. "If it wasn't the same time I had to meet Nate."
"Oh. Sorta looks like you're gonna have to choose now doesn't it?"
I gave her an annoyed look. "You're not helping." I huffed.
"I'm not trying to. You need to make this decision and fast because stringing them both along isn't fair on either of them."
"You're right. Of course you're right." I sighed. "But I'm not trying to string them along. I just, God I don't know what to do."
"Listen to your heart." Blair told me and kissed the top of my head.
"Well right now. My heart tells me I'm going out for ice cream. Come on call S, you're both coming with me." I stood up and then crinkled my nose up. "Once I've showered."
Blair latched and nodded. "Fine, I'll call S and you hurry up. I want cheesecake gelato." She hurried out the room with a grace that only Blair could hold.
I got ready and showered. I put on my short white floral some dress and paired it with my locket and pandora bracelet. I slipped on my butterfly bracelet and put my hair into Dutch braids.
"Let's go!" I shouted to B and ran down the stairs.
Blair came out after me and raised her eyebrow. "You're too happy. You're in denial." She said.
"No I'm not. I just know that I can count on fate to help me choose where to go."
Blair's nose scrunched up in disgust. "How many chick flicks have you been watching recently?"
"...too many." I frowned. "But who cares? Let's just go."
Spending the day with Blair and Serena was fun as always. Blair stopped mentioning how I was in denial as soon as I brought up Chuck. She knows she loves him and she knows that we all know she loves him. But for some reason she still won't tell him, and he won't tell her. It's frustrating to watch. Just like it's frustrating to hear Serena talk about the same Dan Humphrey issues over and over again. He's too bitter about her privilege and she can't help being Serena Van Der Woodsen.
Though hearing about their problems actually did help me slightly. It made me forget about mine for a little while,
"So you and little J are friends again?" Blair asked.
"Yeah, I mean she's still pretty cool. And whatever happened is the past right? I'm over it now." I explained with a shrug.
"You change your mind far too often, A. I'm getting whiplash." Serena joked and nudged me.
"Yeah well I'm a complicated girl. It's just part of who I am." I laughed and then looked at Blair. "Hey what's the time?" I asked.
"Uh...9:45." She said and then looked at me with wide eyes in realisation.
"Oh my God! I gotta go see...I-I shit! Who am I going to see?" I looked around me and the feeling of dread spread through me.
I was stuck right in the middle. Ten minutes to Nate, ten minutes to Carter.
Fuck you fate.
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