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Chapter 21: The Secret Lives at the Seams
Gossip Girl: Hey boys and girls, gossip girl here, and this weeks kinda boring isn't? If you said yes, then you just don't know where to look. Excitement is all around. For some, excitement is a new relationship. For others, it's doing something wrong. Very wrong. My sources tell me that our newest duo is experiencing something to those effects. But they aren't the real story, looks like our newest old cassanova is back with a vengeance, picking up as many socialites as possible. Hide your daughters and best friends, Romeo's in. But the Upper East Side's not just about sex. A and A are pulling double duty. Something tells me that this relationship might never end.
XOXO, Gossip Girl
As I laid on my bed with Archie, making out, I found myself unable to pull my tongue from his mouth. I love the way he moans when he kisses me. It made me feel really...tasty. We had been that way for a while because grandma had gone to a bazaar and grandpa had gone to work, we had been 'studying'. They'd be gone for hours and I chuckled at the thought.
"Umm, am I not doing this right?" Archie asked.
I shook my head, chuckling again, " No. I'm just really happy." I smiled.
"Is that because of me?" he asked, looking at my lips, then up into my eyes.
"Yeah. Not all of it, but this much." I smirked, expanding my arms, " Alot."
"So, how was it...being blac-African American? Growing up, I mean?" he asked.
I smiled at his genuine curiosity, " Hard. I mean, some things I've seen are just...and then when you aren't 'black' enough or gangsta enough, you're gay. I mean, I was, but even if I weren't, I wouldn't be like that. I just wanted to be normal and all I could think was that I was wrong. I knew that people thought it was wrong but I had to accept myself. My friends watched 'The Color Purple' and thought they were an expert on my pain." I stopped, " Short form, it's intense."
Archie frowned and hugged me closer, " I'm so sorry. I love this." I pulled away and looked at him, " Not the part with you in pain...the part where I learn something about you. The part where you open up to me." he said.
"What about you?" I asked.
"I'm a rich, white kid. I'm good." he laughed.
I laughed and punched him playfully, " No, I'm serious." I smiled.
"Okay, uhmmm, well, my dad has really high expectations for me. My mom does too, probably more than my dad. They really like you and..."
"About you." I insisted.
"I smoke weed. At first Steven gave it to me to take the edge off and I'm not addicted, but I do it alot." he admitted, " That night in the club, it wasn't Steven you were smelling, it was me."
"I know." I nodded, " I'm not the idiot you think I am."
"I'm sorry for lying." he said, " But I didn't know how you'd take it...me smoking."
"Better if you wouldn't have lied." I said softly.
"So, you're mad now?" he asked.
"No. There's more to know." I said, " Continue."
"There really isn't. I'm a sophomore at Brown and...I love you." he smiled.
I froze. He loves me? What the hell?! I've known him for...two months...wow. He loves me? I just couldn't say it back. I stared at him as he put his head down, " How bout those Patriots...oh, they lost...didn't they?" I stammered.
He looked at me and sighed, " Well, I think I need to go. Mom and Dad want me to meet some associates. Pre-Law and all." he smiled, getting up.
I stood too, " I...umm, think we need to do stuff." I said nervously.
"What? Now, don't feel bad about not saying it back." he said quickly, " I still love you."
"It's not about that." I blurted, " I picked today to get everybody out of the Penthouses so we could...stuff."
He smiled at me, " Really? Are you sure you're ready?" he asked.
"Well, that's the thing. I have only done 'it' once and I'm not sure I'm ready for that again, but there's one thing I want to try." I smirked seductively.
"What?" he asked.
I dropped to the floor in front of him and unzipped his pants.
"Oh." he said softly.
I let his pants fall to the floor and reached into his white boxer-briefs and pulled out his eight and a half inch dick and began to stroke it gently. He moaned as I began to stroke faster. I looked at the length of it and played with it. He smiled down at me between grunts. I was nervous, I mean, how do you start this? I guess it all starts at the tip. I licked the tip and nestled my tongue down his piss slit, tasty and savoring the flavor of his precum. I began to lick the now red ependage from tip to base and back again. He moaned and his body shivered as I continued to savor the smell of his sweet, bitter dick. I began to bob up and down on his dick. I got lost in the pleasure and the feeling as I choked a bit. I swallowed and swallowed around the dick until I felt something.
"Oh, that's so fuckin good!" he shouted, " Yeah, lick my fuckin nuts! I love your mouth, it feels so warm, just like I bet your ass does."
I was shocked, but turned on. I kept at it until he made a gurgling noise and I looked up and smiled at him.
"Oh, baby, I love you." he said once again, " I'm about to cum, so..."
I ignored him and kept sucking until there was an eruption and my mouth was flooded with his juice and I gobbled it down as fast as I could and he collapsed onto the bed. He looked over and watched me cleaning my mouth and waved me over to the bed. I crawled on top of him and he brough his mouth up, kissing me passionately. As our tongues fought furiously, he slid his dick back into his underwear and zipped his pants back up and looked at me.
"What?" I asked.
"That was awesome...and this was your first time?" he asked, " Nevermind."
"What?" I chuckled, " Yes, this is my first time sucking any dick."
"I feel..." he panted, " Honored." he smiled.
"The truth...it freaked me out when you said you loved me." I confessed.
He scooted closer, " Why?" he asked.
"That always leads to trouble and the end of my relationships." I said softly.
"Don't be afraid to say it back! I love you and even if you don't say it back, I love you!" he said, kissing me.
"You'd better go and get ready for that thing." I smiled.
"Yeah, but maybe we could catch a movie." he suggested.
"Ooooh! There's this movie called Roscoe Jenkins and I really want to see it." I chirped, " It looks really good."
"We're on!" he said, walking to the door, " So, dinner after. Without the audience?"
"Wouldn't miss it." I smiled. He left the room and I groaned as I laid back on the bed. I miss Hargrove. At least there, I know where I stand. That and summer's almost over and I haven't even decided if I'm going back. I miss Hargrove, but do I MISS Hargrove. I miss Marco, Marco, Julie, Mom, Dad, Eric...Davis. God do I miss Davis. And as much as I hate to say it, I miss Hannah. The scummy bitch. The sweet, scummy bitch. Then there's all those scummy bitches from school...gotta love scummy bitches.
As Kendall woke up, she couldn't help but remember her very vivid dream about Cillian Murphy. There was an airplane and he was trying to kill her...with his dick. It was a very modern dream for her and she'd barely been in the dream fo three hours...three wonderful hours of suck, licking, and fucking from one of the cutest, sexiest guys she'd ever know. Or never know. Either way, she could dream, couldn't she? As she rolled back into consciousness, her hand landed on skin. She raised her head up to look at her arm and she rolled away when she saw who she was laying next to. She rolled so far that she fell out of bed.
She stood, a sheet wrapped around her naked body, " WHAT THE FUCK!" she shouted.
Robert Kimball jutted up and looked around suspiciously, trying to make sense of the new sound invading his ears! When his eyes found Kendall standing in the middle of the room naked and he smiled.
"What in the fuck happened?!" she screamed.
"You don't remember? I called and asked you some questions and you wanted to meet and we met...for at least three hours." he smirked.
"You have a girlfriend!" she shouted.
"And you don't." he said, " You left me to deal with her after we, emphasis on we, made love."
"Made love? Ok, maybe I did leave you, but I had to." she said helplessly, " I'm sorry okay."
"So, what, you didn't come back for me?" he asked.
"No." she said quietly, " I came back for my friend."
"Your friends seems pretty well adjusted." he said, standing with the bed cover around his waist.
"Well, looks are deceiving." she said angrily.
"I think the one who's not well adjusted is you." he said angrily.
"That's it! Out!" she screeched, making him drop his cover and grab his clothes. She followed him into the living room where they both stopped. Some chick was on top of Ballard while he was in the wheelchair and she was grinding into his pelvis, " Okay, everybody...Stacy?" she paused, " That's it, everybody out!" she screamed, causing Stacy to get off her brother and run to the door. Just as she opened it, I was about to knock and I looked past her and saw the scene, " It's not what it looks like."
"I think I just walked into one of my anti-fantasies." I said slowly, watching Stacy and Robert walk by, " Tell me you didn't."
"I did." Ballard and Kendall said, one very happy, the other...not so much.
I sighed, then shut the door, " Kendall. One on one attention." I said seriously.
"Hey, why can't I listen?" Ballard asked, causing us to look his way, " Or help. I can help."
"I don't think you can." I said.
"Oh, I can. Spill." Ballard said, zipping his pants.
Kendall and I groaned in disgust and Kendall went to change.
"So, it's about your boyfriend isn't it?" Ballard asked.
"What are you, my big brother?" I asked.
"Yes, precisely." Ballard chuckled.
Kendall walked back in, " Ok, so what's the what?" she asked.
"Archie told me that, umm, he loved me." I said, still a little shaken myself.
"What'd you say back?" Kendall asked.
"I asked about the Superbowl." I said quickly. Ballard chuckled while Kendall looked at me in awe, " It was the only thing I could think of! Plus, he loves me. He knows I say random, at times emotionall unstable stuff! Then I gave him a blowjob."
They both looked at me in awe.
"I know, but I wanted to and he'd just told me he loves me. Then there was the fact that he was being honest and he asked me stuff." I smiled.
"Stuff?" Ballard asked.
"Very personal questions." I said quickly.
"So all a guy has to do is ask questions? Sounds easy." Ballard chuckled.
"Shush, that's his boyfriend." Kendall smiled.
"And that's why you don't get to listen." I sneered.
"It's cool. I'm gonna go and see if I can find Stacy." he said, flashing his tongue as he rolled out of the penthouse.
"It's not all about my nakedness...what about you?" I asked, " You slept with a guy who has a girlfriend."
"Well, while you were doing whatever the hell you were doing, I was at a party last night. He just happened to be there...and...and..." she stammered awkwardly.
"I know the rest." I chuckled, " You do know that this is bad, right?"
"It's the past repeating itself." she said, sitting next to me, " And Stacy was in the living room when he came back!" she said, smacking herself in the head.
"Yeah, they're going to try and gut you." I sighed, " Too bad you don't have a fearless, invincible friend." I smiled, hugging her.
Gossip Girl: Spotted. Robert Kimball and Stacy VerDesande leaving the Kipton Penthouse, and get this, they were half undressed. A normal person would suspect that the two have been having a loving, heated relationship behind everyone's back, but I know that anything coming from the Kipton's is not as it seems. I'm assuming poor Brandy Winston reads this...sorry sweetie, but maybe Robert was keeping your friend closer than your enemy. This begs the question...what's going to happen at this party? What party? Only the biggest party to end the Summer, the Winston Extravaganza! It would be a shame for the two party people to become poopers after all these parties. And another question arises...what will A do? Will he go or will he stay? All assuming aside, something tells me that nothing will be boring tonight. Catch you later.
XOXO, Gossip Girl.
"Piece of Me" by Britney Spears blared over the entire party as kids chilled by the pool. Archie, Steven, and the regular crowd sat, as usual, in the back of the party, smoking a blunt while other danced the night away. The party was strained because of the tension surrounding Brandy, Robert, and Stacy. The party was buzzing with Gossip Girl's newest post. I sat with Kendall, staring out into the dancefloor. We watched them all dance and chuckled at the few who did dances that were....less than dances.
"I feel bad." Kendall said, sipping her drink, " I mean, Stacy doesn't deserve this."
"She is super nice. Imagine what Brady's doing." I said, wondering myself.
"If you had the chance, would you tell the truth?" I asked.
"I don't know. I think so." Kendall said quietly.
I smiled awkwardly and looked around, catching the eye of Archie. He just stared at me, then nodded to the back. I turned back to Kendall, " Kendall...I need to use the bathroom, I'll be back."
"You need me to go?" she asked.
I looked at her in shock.
"Right, guys don't do that." Kendall laughed, " Plus you probably have to take a sh..."
I burst into laughed before she could finish.
"Or going to see Arch." she smiled.
"Does it bother you? That we spend so much time together?" I asked.
"No. And yeah. I guess we've become really good friends." Kendall smirked, " Who'da thought?"
"Thanks." I said, " You could have gone to China or something, but you decided to come here with me."
"Are you kidding, this is so much better than China!" she said with enthusiasm, " Besides, I would have just been running."
"Good, well, I've decided to stay." I smiled.
"Really? We're going to be here for the winter?!" she squealed.
"Yup!" I smiled, hugging her. We both let go and I walked away to find Archie. As I walked around a corner, something grabbed me and pushed against the wall.
"What took you so long?" Archie smiled, sliding his tongue into my mouth, " Ah, that mouth feels so good in every kind of way." he smiled, feeling me up.
"Somebody's horny." I chuckled as he grabbed my dick through my pants. I giggled a little, then moaned, " What's going on?"
"I've been wanting to do this to you since you blew me." he said seductively....and also a little slurred, " You're one of the hottest guys I've ever seen. I want to fuck you."
"Doesn't everybody." I giggled, pushing him away, " We can't do it here."
"Why not?" he asked.
"Because there's people around." I chuckled, " And plus, you're super high."
He sighed, " Fine, but I think you should give me something since I'm waiting." he smirked.
"I guess I should." I nodded, licking his neck slowly and sliding my hand into his pants. I slowly began to jack him off and he moaned softly, laying his head back. He closed his eyes as I began to stroke harder and harder and he moaned harder and harder.
"Oh shit, I'm about to cum!" he moaned loudly.
I moved over and as he came, I put my tongue out and lapped the ropes of cum as they shot out of his eight inch penis and I licked the tip of his enormous cock.
"You're the best! Will you marry me." he said, putting everything back into place.
I stared at him, " What?" I asked.
He sighed, " I wanted to as you out and do it, but I think we should get married. I mean, soon, we might not be able to and I want our relationship to last forever." he explained, " Will you?"
I opened my mouth to speak, but as I did, I heard a yelling! Archie and I looked at each other and we ran around the corner to see a crowd around someone. I pushed my way through to see Robert in the middle of Brandy and Stacy.
"You fuckin slut! I knew you were loose, but I never thought you'd sleep with my boyfriend! YOU WHORE!" she shouted.
"I didn't, I swear. Why would I do that to you? We're best friends." Stacy said.
"No, we're not. Not anymore!" Brandy said, trying to slap her, but Robert caught her.
"It wasn't her." a voice said. I looked around trying to see who it was and my eyes caught on Kendall. I instantly held my breath and wondered if I hadn't asked her earlier, would she have admitted to it...and my mind came to one conclusion...yes, " It was me."
Brandy's look of rage turned to pure hatred, " I should have known. And you have the nerve to show up at my party?! You're nothing more than trash and the way you act shows it." she shouted.
"I'm not." Kendall said quickly, " I've slept with two people and your boyfriend happens to be one!"
"You fuckin cunt!" she screamed.
"Hey!" I said, walking through the crowd and facing Brandy, " I don't know who's rich daddy told you to act like that, but don't. I'm not an asshole, but if you push me, I'll act like one. I've been in this city for months now and everytime I see you, you're being a total bitch to everyone around you! Stop it! You can threaten anyone you want, but the thing is, he's just not that into you." I growled.
"What?!" Brandy said.
I was about to say something, but I stopped when I heard Kendall, " If your boyfriend is screwin me and god knows who, then it's not me. Or Stacy. Or any other girl he's screwed, it's him and you!" Kendall said angrily, causing me stop in my tracks.
"You're right." she said, turning to slap Robert, " Son of a bitch...literally. Sorry Stacy." she said quickly.
"It's okay." Stacy smiled as the hugged.
"Now everybody, out!" she shouted.
Gossip Girl: Now that Summer's over, things'll probably get back to boring. Pysche! Not likely. There's always something going on in the Upper East Side. After the party last night, I'm stunned. It looks like K and R were closer than we thought, I guess the past always...always repeats itself.
Kendall and Robert sat in a diner not too far from Kendall's grandparents' Penthouse. Kendall caressed the large welt on Robert's face then chuckled, " You deserved that." she said sincerely.
"I know." he chuckled, " I really am sorry, I didn't mean for all this to happen. The last thing I wanted was for you to leave."
"The last thing I wanted was to leave." Kendall smiled, " I'm sorry I left like that."
"Things are going to change." Robert smiled, " I'm going to change." he said, moving his hand on top of Kendall's. She smiled and interwined her fingers in his.
Gossip Girl: Then there's the history making firsts. Like the first man on the moon, the first time Tina Turner rolled on a river....or the first relationship not built on secrets. Double A. The question is not if but when it all falls to pieces...will you remember where you were? I know I will.
The sky was clear as we sat on the roof. Archie and I were looking up into the night and I found myself trying to make out star patterns and I was totally oblivious to Archie watching me.
"I love you." he said, once again.
I looked over to him, " So you've said." I chuckled.
"I just, I really do. I mean, I'm going back to college in a few days and I just want you to know that." he smiled.
"I love you too." I said. I finally felt it. I loved him.
"What?" he said, sitting up, " If you don..."
"I do." I smiled, standing up and walking to the side of the roof and looking down, " I really do. I mean, I've been afraid to say it because everytime I do, something bad happens, but I'm staying here for us. Not just for us, but I'm staying and..." I turned to see him on one knee, " What's going on?"
"Marry me." he said quickly.
"I....I...."
~TBC~
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