A/N - Yo :) This is my first time writing in English, I know it's horrible, but I guess there is no use in complaining about it, since I never tried. So this is me trying my best. I'm intending to continue the story, if it's not too terrible, I'd like to get some reviews, it will obviously help me alot, I'm definitely looking for improvement.

The story is rated T, it may change in further chapters due adult content.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip girl (in the forms of books or the series), but if I would, Nair love would be all over the place ;)

One life stand

Nate was sitting alone at the bar, drinking his last drink, at least he promised himself it would. It was only the beginning of the charity event, and he already had five scotch glasses, he didn't intend to get drunk, not today.

He had that job interview tomorrow morning. He had all that money and his own apartment, but to actually get a job would ease his grandfather mind.

It was a year after everyone graduated from college. Since they were all so busy, he didn't talk to any of his friends for over six months. Serena was in LA. Filming a movie of some sort, he didn't really know. She was engaged to Dan for two years now, they seemed happy (at least from what he could see through their Face Book accounts). Chuck and Blair were involved, again. He didn't hear from them much. Maybe once in a while in one of those events that his mom still insisted he would go to.
He couldn't stand hearing on their relationship, it was all too fucked up, they were both so manipulative and evil to each other, it was their sickened way to express their feelings.

Nate thought it would never work, although some of the reason he wanted to believe so, was a part of him still thinking about her. He hasn't resolved those feelings yet, if there were any. Actually, he never resolved what ever it was to resolve since they graduated from High School. It was still there, she scratched her territory over his heart many years ago, and it wouldn't fade away. They never even had a proper closure.

They slept together two years ago, comforting each other over a breakup they both experienced. At the time, Nate dated this girl for six months. He barely even remembers her name, and Blair broke things with Chuck, again.

They haven't really spoken to each other since. There was nothing to talk about. They weren't really friends anymore, so it's not like they have something to ruin except history.

Nate looked around, hoping to spot at least one of his old friends. sitting alone at the bar wasn't really his plan, although most of the beautiful society girls were looking at him. He was so used to that, he didn't even bother to smile politely at any of them, leaving them disappointed. Suddenly, he managed to recognize an old time friend, Jeremy was his name?
He didn't even remember his name, but it was better than nothing. He hopped off his chair, leaving the glass on the bar approaching Jeremy, or what's his name. When he was a few steps away from him, he had to stop, only because his 'friend' was leaving the party with a girl in each of his arms. He felt disappointed, he was that desperate for company. He wasn't able to manage a proper conversation with anyone these days, everybody seemed so busy and distracted.
Nate slowly went back to his bar chair. The bartender greeted him for coming back and offered him another drink. Nate just frowned at him, ignoring his offer.

In the corner of his eye, he could see a beautiful brunette entering the room. He didn't recognize what she was wearing, he wasn't all big at fashion, but her red gown dress was probably expensive, and the whole room seemed to look at her as she passed, her heels knocking on the wooden floor. He couldn't decide if it was his imagination, but the room quitened in an istant. She was approaching the bar.

Nate recognized Blair instantly as she sat by his side at the bar, signaling for the bartender the keep coming with drinks.

"Hello Nathaniel" she said softly, moving her gaze slowly at him. If she was any other girl, he could have swore she was checking him out in his Armani suite, but he couldn't tell, she looked distracted.

"Hi Blair", he said, trying to sound casual, not to reveal his excitement by mistake.

She downed her Martini at once, playing with the olive with her tongue before eating it.
He stopped breathing for a moment, trying to replay that scene in his head all over again. She reminded him of wine, she was better looking as time flew by.
"Can we skip the 'Catching Up' part? All I need is a drink every three minutes and a good laugh, that would do", she said while sending a glare to the bartender, who was too slow for her taste in mixing her another drink.

"Sure, whatever", he said, glad she was forward as usual, not much has changed.

They set in silence for a few minutes, enjoying each other presence, there was no need to talk that much when it came to them, they read each other minds most of the time, knowing exactly what to say when it seemed right.

Nate didn't want to break the silence, though she did request for a good laugh along with her drinks, but it wasn't necessary.

It was her fifth drink already, and Nate noticed she was getting tipsy, as she moved her hips to the beat of the music playing. He was quite sure he never saw her drunk before. Sure, they would all drink from the age of fifteen, but she never got drunk around him, it wasn't 'lady like'.

Suddenly she came up, moving towards the dance floor.

"Hey, where are you going?" he shouted at her. She simply waved him off and he decided not to follow, she seemed confident. He didn't want to mess with the epic Blair Waldorf when she's drunk anyway. She looked like she needed her time alone.

She began to dance by herself, everybody spared a look, she was the only one dancing.

Dancing for a few minutes, her dance became somewhat seductive, as she removed the pin from her hair, releasing it to fall on her petite shoulders. She was moving her hips to the song, getting lower to the floor by the moment.

In a matter of seconds, Nate could sense every man in the room looking at her, he wasn't suprised. He couldn't get his eyes off of her either.

It was only a matter of time until one of them will approach her, and will eventually drag her into his hotel suite. She didn't look like she would mind if anyone would take advantage of her. She was there because she wanted to.

Suddenly he felt rage, he felt the need to run over to her, grab her in his arms and put her in bed, so she could sleep. He wasn't protective of anyone since he finished high school, it was refreshing. He also thought about putting her in bed and doing other stuff, but it wasn't that much of a heroic thought at the moment, so he pushed the thought away.

One moment too long has passed, and he sensed a good looking guy leaving his drink at the bar, and taking his first steps over to Blair.

Time for action.