Taylor's Gossip Girl Diaries 2

Chapter 19: Upper East Unmasked

As Ian slowly stirred from his slumber, his eyes fluttered open to find Gigi standing by his bedside, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. His head throbbed with the remnants of last night's indulgence, but the sight of Gigi's sly grin sent a jolt of confusion through his senses.

Gigi leaned in closer, her voice a sultry whisper as she brushed a strand of hair away from Ian's face. "Good morning, sleepyhead," she purred, her tone dripping with false sweetness.

Ian blinked in confusion, his mind still foggy from the haze of alcohol and exhaustion. "Gigi, what are you doing here?" he asked, his voice hoarse with sleep.

Gigi's smirk widened into a knowing grin as she traced a finger along Ian's jawline, her touch sending a shiver down his spine. "I heard you had a rough night," she murmured, her words laced with seduction. "Thought you could use some company."

Ian's heart raced at the implications of Gigi's words, his thoughts swirling with confusion and desire. He knew he should resist her advances, but the ache of his heartbreak still lingered, clouding his judgment and leaving him vulnerable to Gigi's manipulations.

As Gigi leaned in closer, her lips tantalizingly close to his, Ian felt a surge of temptation coursing through his veins. With a shaky breath, he closed the distance between them, his lips meeting hers in a heated embrace as he surrendered to the intoxicating allure of Gigi's seduction.

As Ian and Gigi's lips met in a heated embrace, a sudden click echoed through the room, drawing their attention to the doorway where Troy, Taylor's younger brother, stood frozen in shock. His eyes widened in disbelief as he took in the scene before him.

Without a word, Troy raised his phone, his fingers trembling as he captured the damning evidence of Ian and Gigi's illicit encounter. With a heavy heart, he composed a message to Gossip Girl, attaching the incriminating photo before hitting send, the weight of his actions settling like a stone in the pit of his stomach.

As Taylor entered Liam's apartment, a nervous smile tugging at her lips, she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gripped her heart. The air seemed heavy with tension, and as she glanced around, her eyes caught Liam's furtive expression, adding to her growing sense of apprehension.

"Hey, Taylor," Liam greeted, his voice tinged with uncertainty as he stepped aside to let her in.

Taylor's brow furrowed at the sound of noises emanating from Liam's bedroom, a sinking feeling settling in the pit of her stomach. "Is it Gigi?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper as she made her way towards Liam's closet, her hands trembling with nerves.

As Taylor opened the closet door, her breath caught in her throat at the sight before her. There, amidst the shadows, stood Katy, her expression a mixture of surprise and guilt as their eyes met in silent recognition.

Taylor's eyes widened in shock as she struggled to find her voice, her mind reeling with disbelief. "K-Katy?" she stammered, her heart pounding in her chest as the pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place. "What are you doing here?"

Katy's lips curved into a sly smile as she stepped forward, her gaze locking with Taylor's in a silent challenge. "Oh, just paying Liam a visit," she replied smoothly, her tone dripping with insincerity as she brushed past Taylor, her presence a lingering reminder of the secrets and lies that threatened to tear their world apart.

As the heated exchange between Taylor and Liam escalated, the air crackled with tension, their voices echoing through the room like thunder in a storm.

"You're just jealous, Liam!" Taylor's words cut through the air like a knife, her eyes blazing with frustration as she confronted her boyfriend. "You can't stand the fact that Lucas is your cousin and that we're close. It's ridiculous!"