Hey, my wonderful readers… long time no see, huh? Well, in other words I'm back! And I realize that most of you are still waiting for that sequel. And to be honest I only recently came up with one. Now, most of my Derena readers won't be thrilled about this, but I'm starting a Dair fic. I just fell in love with them so yeah, on with my story

Disclaimer: I do not own gossip girl, if I did everything would go the way I want it to but I don't so it doesn't

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I took a deep breath walking into that filthy, stupid, smelly coffee shop. My eyes focused in on my target… Dan Humphrey. He sat there laughing with those annoying little, want to be tortured souls. And amazingly Dan was the best looking one there. He looked up only for a moment meeting my gaze, he abruptly stopped laughing, eyes wide.

"Can I talk to you?" I ask him, it wasn't really a question because I was going to talk to him whether he liked it or not.

He seemed to hesitate, "Uh, yeah. Yeah, what's up? "

I stopped and thought about what I was going to say next not wanting him to take this the wrong way. "I was wondering,… Do you have a date to Georgina's party?"

He did some sort of double take glancing at his friends quickly then back at me.

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I decided at around 3 o'clock that I should visit Chuck before I have to go to hell on a roof. I merrily walked down his floor, only to hear loud male moans come out of a room I couldn't quite place. I opened Chuck's room with the key he gave me only to find him and Vanessa… occupied with each other entangled under his bed sheets. I heard a voice that sounded like they were being strangle call out his name. I think it was me, I'm not sure yet.

He looked up quickly shocked to see me standing in the door way. I turned on the heels of my shoes and strutted out of the room grasping on tightly to the dignity I still retained. I heard him calling my name but I ignored him, smiling stupidly to myself to have ever thought Chuck Bass changed. He's still his arrogant, man-whoring, Basshole self. I put on my sun glasses and smiled. The queen is back, and no one is getting in her way.

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Dan and I walked into the building that Georgina or as I like to call her whore-gina was throwing her party. As soon as we walked in I could hear music blasting throughout the building. We were almost at the door when Dan looked back at me, looked forward again, then back at me. He stopped and turned to face me.

"You okay?" He asked politely.

I nodded slightly smiling abit "I just feel like I got off on the wrong foot here… and I want to start again. So, thanks for bringing me Humphrey."

He looked at me, his mouth gaping open in shock that I can actually be compassionate. "Oh, uh, yeah, well, you know I would like to think that if I needed it somebody would do the same for me. Although to be honest we both know it wouldn't be you."

He gave me this weird smile/grimace and then went up one more step before turning around again.

"Oh, no headbands in college. Kay?" Then he turned around and entered the party.

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I don't what how it happened, but ten cups of whatever was in that plastic red cup later, I drunkly held the microphone a little too close to my face and spurted if anyone knew where Dan Humphrey was. I heard a drunken giggle coming from the back of the crowd and coming closer to me.

Dan approached holding his hand up as if he was asking a question, "I'mmm right here Bllaaaaiirrr." He slurred to me.

"Dan!" I shouted excitedly in my drunken state and jumped into his arms "Dan," I whispered "I have a secret for you."

"What is it Bear?" He said using the nickname my dad gave me, I didn't mind.

I smiled, "You know, I never hated you. I was jealous of Serena. I always thought you were sexy."

He smile lazily back at me "I always thought you were sexy too."

His eyes soon locked mine; lust clouded both of our vision. I quickly leaned upward and kissed him hungrily my tongue gliding along his bottom lip begging for an entrance. He obliged and opened his mouth both of our tongues dancing together battling for dominance. His won and he pulled away suddenly his lips covered with mine and his own juice still and moved down to my neck placing sweet gentle kiss in a line down my neck to my collar bone.

I grabbed his collar pulling his back up to my lips and moaning into his mouth he smiled and began walking backwards. I pulled away slowly and bent my head to nibble on his ear, he responded with a throughty moan causing my lips to form a smile

"Where are we going?" I mumbled against his ear

"My place." He responded. We got a taxi five minutes later; still in a heated make-out his shirt was undone so it hung loosely so I could see his perfectly chiseled abs. If we weren't so drunk he most likely would have buttoned up his shirt so the cab driver didn't have to witness us practically having sex in his back seat. But, like I said we were drunk so I sat with my legs on either side of him. My butt sitting on his thighs, he seemed to be enjoying this, the cab came to a halt and the driver shouted we were at Dan's apartment and to get out of his cab. Dan pulled me up and threw a twenty at the cab driver. Dan ran across the lobby holding my hand and pulling me in the elevator closing it. Once the door closed Dan grabbed both of my wrists and pinned them above my head, leaning in and kissing me again.

As soon as we reached his apartment we went into his room falling back on the bed, he kicked the door closed with his foot and went back to kissing me…

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I woke up the next morning with a major headache with only one thought on my mind… 'Where the fuck am I?' I looked around taking in the room; I've been here before I just can't remember where this is exactly. I look down at myself, am I… am I naked? No, no I can't be. I did not get drunk and sleep with this random guy. I look down again, yup still naked. No, I refuse to believe it. I am not that kind of girl. I'm not like Serena, Georgina, or even Vanessa. I don't just sleep around with random guys!

What if the guy had a disease? What if he didn't use protection? I swear, whoever it is that took advantage of me when I was drunk, and if he got me pregnant I will track him down just to rip his balls off and make sure he could never have sex again.

Shaking off the bad thoughts I decided that I should get up and leave before this pervert comes back and rapes me. I found all my clothes but it took me about twenty minutes, they were thrown all across the room. I walked out of the room, only to be hit by a heavenly smell of waffles and syrup. I looked at the table to see cabbage patch digging into his waffles. So he's the bastard that took advantage of me. I walked up to him and slapped him.

He dropped his fork desperately gripping at the hand mark on his right cheek. "Blair! What the fuck?" He shouted at me.

I slapped him again, fuming. "That's what you get for taking advantage of me when I was drunk."

"What do you mean taking advantage of you? I was effin drunk Blair! I don't even know what the hell you're talking about!"

"You had sex with me!" I shouted at him making him fall out of his chair and double over laughing.

"Have sex… with you?! Ha-ha," He continued to laugh at me.

I smirked and did something I thought I would never do. I grabbed his shoulders and kissed him on the mouth, hoping to bring back any memory of last night. Sadly it did, I saw all of it, the heated kisses, me sitting on his lap, his lips tugging on my neck, my lips nibbling on his ear. All of it. I pulled away and absentmindedly moved my hand up to my neck where he left his mark.

I heard him pull a sharp a breath and release it, "I did have sex with you, Blair Waldorf…. What the hell? How did it even happen?" he questioned

"You probably forced me into it." I accused

"No way. We both saw that memory and from what it looked like, we both wanted it… bad."

I sighed realizing there was no way I was going to win this battle. "Yeah, I did. But, what the hell did that to us?"

Dan shrugged.

I don't really know how it happened, but I do admit I have always felt a great deal of lust towards Dan. His muscular body, his stories, his dry sense of humor. I have always felt lust, but only lust, what it would feel like to kiss him. I never actually like him in another way.

Dan noticed me in my pensive state and looked down "I'm sorry, if you regret this but… we can't take this back, what's done is done." He tried to hug me but I pushed him away.

I started crying slightly. How could I do this to Serena, my best friend? With the only guy she's ever loved. And she still does love him, she told me last week. I felt Dan wrap his arm around me to comfort me I leaned into him and cried into his chest. He rubbed circles in my back, soothing me until all I could I hear was the steady rhythm of his heart beat.

"If you want we could never speak of this again." He suggested

I nodded my head and stood up brushing myself off. "I should go."

He stood up and gave me a long hug, and kissed my forehead "Bye Waldorf. Hate you." He said with a smile.

I hugged back, then pulled away heading for the door. "Bye cabbage patch. Hate you too." He waved as I exited the apartment. I felt tears roll down my cheeks; I think I just fell for my enemy.

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That's it. What do you think of my first Dair story? It's a little rough around the edges but I'm pleased with it. It's multi-chapter, so review it would mean a lot to me. And for my Derena fans… I'm going to start working on the sequel this weekend. No names yet, but if you have any suggestions feel free to offer them and I'll be sure to give you credit. So, I realize that I am rambling now, so I'll shut up. Don't forget to review. I'll post soon.