REALISING

Two-shot.

He was going to fight for her, like she did for him.

He would make her feel safe.

He wasn't going to be weak anymore.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Gossip Girl. If I did, I would steal Ed from shootings to be with me. And Season 3 finale would have had real OMGs, and not WTFs.

This wasn't happening… This COULDN'T be happening.

Nate Archibald… Nathanial Archibald!

He wanted to scream… He felt like he couldn't breath, like there was a weight on his chest he wasn't able to move away.

Nathanial wouldn't do this to him… He knew how it would hurt him…

Chuck Bass kept looking at that damn jacket… He would recognize it everywhere… The Van der Bilt's jacket… Nathanial fucking Archibald!

Chuck turned away to look at the Waldorf's stairs… The stairs that leaded to her room… His lover's room… Blair Waldorf's room.

That was the second time in less than a week he went there to tell her the 3 words, 8 letters: the first time was after all the Elle chaos…

What did he think he was doing? Protecting some secret society girl… Believing he could play house with her…

He really thought he could move on, forget about Blair and the soap opera that their life seemed to be… But, as usual, his plan backfired… He realised he just couldn't live without her… She was his everything…

He knew it took him a while to realise it, but when he did he felt like he had a revelation from God… He loved Blair Waldorf, Queen B of Constance, and he wasn't afraid to admit it anymore.

He had been so stupid in the past, and he deeply regretted it…

He drove her away from him, rejecting her every time she put her feelings on the line, every time she was there for him…

Although he didn't know he REALLY loved her yet, he realised he wanted her FOREVER the night after his father's funeral, while she was holding him: in her arms he felt save, away from the world, away from people who could only judge him, who didn't know the REAL him.

Everyone on the Upper East Side (but not only there) tended to label people; that label would follow you for your whole life, no matter how much you don't want it to…: Nathaniel Archibald was the blue-eyed good guy, Serena Van der Woodsen was the beautiful party girl, Blair Waldorf was the classic prim and proper society girl and he was the womanizer.

This four together were the Non-Judging Breakfast Club: Blair called them that in sixth grade when they watched 'The Breakfast Club'.

They were always there for each other; they were there when Serena was totally drunk, they were there when Chuck had a problem with Bart…

But when Serena left for boarding school, everything changed: they weren't inseparable anymore… the Non-Judging Breakfast Club didn't exist anymore… Sure, they were still friends (even if they fought a lot), but they weren't ONE thing anymore.

They would always help each other when the time came, they would be there, but too much people and stuff came in their path, and it wasn't the same anymore: best friends wouldn't fuck your boyfriend of barstools during weddings, and other best friends wouldn't deflower you girlfriend (or ex) in a limo twenty minutes after you break up with her …

(But Chuck could never bring himself to regret it… That was the single greatest moment in his life, when he realised he was worthy of something, when his life changed).

In fact he couldn't even remember when was the last time they hang out together…

They had the illusion they were able to bring it all back with the Serena-Georgina thing last year, when they all came together to help Serena… but deep down they KNEW.

The N-JBC was the living proof that labels weren't enough to define someone: Nathanial Archibald turned out to be a cheater with daddy issues and a strong attraction for a blond party girl; the same party girl who went to boarding school and "redeemed" herself.

Blair Waldorf wasn't so prim and proper as she looked, wasn't so icy and strong either and liked (loved) having sex in limos (but not only there) with womanizers; said womanizer, after looking at said prim and proper girl dancing on stage, discovered that scotch and weed hadn't deleted his heart.

When he realised he wanted FOREVER with Blair, fear took him and drove him away: forever was a word they invented for fairy tales, forever was just another word that wouldn't apply in Chuck Bass's life…

But forever was what he wanted.

And forever couldn't (and wouldn't) be ruined by Nathanial Archibald.

Chuck, looking at the stairs, knew that something was going on up there, and he wasn't sure he wanted to know what.

What if he discovered she was having sex with his "best" friend? What if they got back together?

Chuck Bass wanted his Queen to be happy, wanted her to find happiness with someone who deserved her, but he was sure he wouldn't be able to see her on his best friend's arm anymore, because he was sure as hell Nathanial didn't deserve her either.

So he took a decision: he would go up there, whatever it took, even if the view could break his heart, because even if he didn't deserve her, Blair Waldorf belonged to him.

He was going to fight for her, like she did for him.

He would make her feel safe.

He wasn't going to be weak anymore.

My second FF. Looks better to me than first one.

I don't know when I will be able to post part 2 (as school is killing me), but it definitely won't take more than a week.