She must Follow her Heart

~CHAPTER 1~

The only thing lamer than dating Dan Humphrey is mourning Dan Humphrey!

She smiled as she recalled her words to her blonde friend, and how ironic it was, that she was doing the same thing she had deemed as "lame" two years later... she was mourning Dan Humphrey.

They fought for me, they fought with one another, trying to prove they were better. But he didn't he, didn't do that, he didn't fight, she thought.

She couldn't help but wonder why? And most importantly she couldn't stop thinking why she cared so much. Her dark knight and her prince charming, she had them, they were fighting for her, but what she had wanted all along, what she had hoped for was him. Every time, she had opened their gifts, she missed seeing movies with him, sharing thoughts and views about literature and art, those things seemed like more precious gifts than the diamonds and the confessions of love. Every time, she had seen any of them walking towards her, she had thought of Humphrey, and longed for him, she wanted to see him, talk to him, laugh with him.

But he had opted out of the race for her heart, he had walked away, and that should anger her, or at least prove to her that he wasn't worth it, but still she wanted him. She knew she wanted him that more than anything, she wanted to be on his couch, in his Brooklyn loft, watching a movie, and laughing with him over pizza.

She looked at her finger, where Louis's precious diamond ring sat- heavy on her hand and her heart. She looked around her room, irritation and uneasiness growing inside of her. She went and sat on her bed, staring at her phone, and her ring. The inner battle inside her raged, as she fought hard from herself, telling herself, not to make the call, but she was losing. After about a minute, she picked up her phone and called the one person she wanted to talk to since a long time. She stared at her ring as the phone rang, still feeling surreal about being engaged to an actual prince, when he finally picked up the phone.

Dan was expecting a call; he was expecting her to call. He had read the gossip girl blast, his heart had sank, when he had heard the news, heard that Blair, the queen B, was now officially going to be a princess. He felt like his heart had been ripped into a million pieces as he saw her with Louis, and there on her finger sat an enormous diamond.

She had chosen, and she had chosen the prince.

He knew she would call, well he hoped she would. He expected her to at least tell him personally, that she had stomped on his heart, and had chosen a prince and a life of a princess over him.

So when the phone had rung he wasn't surprised and he hadn't avoided it, like all the other calls he had avoided (the last thing he wanted was someone sympathising with him).

'hello.'

There was silence at the other end.

'Blair?'

'I am engaged.'

'I know.'

'that is all you have to say? "I know"!'

'What else do you expect? I am happy for you, or perhaps, don't do this to me, don't leave me...'

'It isn't funny Humphrey!'

'funny? You think I am being funny! Blair, you chose, you chose the prince, over this Brooklyn pauper, fine! It is fine, it is your choice. And what am I to say? Other than I know, thanks to gossip girl.'

'Humphrey...' she whispered his name, not knowing what to say.

'what do you want Blair?' he asked honestly.

She sighed, 'I don't know...' she answered honestly, 'but I do want to be with Louis.'

'hmm... then why did you call me?'

'Is the answer- I don't quite know, good enough?'

'No, no it is not.'

She nodded, 'hmm...'

After a few seconds of silence, he closed his eyes, 'Blair, goodbye.'

She felt like crying, she knew this good bye, was him bidding her farewell, forever.

'goodbye Humphrey,' her voice cracked, as she said his name.

He cut the phone, staring at it for a few seconds before flinging it at the wall opposite him.

Tears trailed down his cheeks, as he slumped to the ground, feeling defeated, and devastated.

He banged his hand on the ground, in anger, as the realisation dawned on him, he had bid her farewell, she was gone... forever, he had lost her, he had lost Blair.

She burst into tears as soon as he disconnected the phone. She couldn't breathe, as she sobbed to her pillow, thinking about him... and all the time they had spent together.

She thought with a sad smile, yes it is ironic, I am mourning Dan Humphrey.