So this is not really the most original idea, it's just a story of what I would like to see in the ending of season 1 episode 10, Hi society.

So Chuck screwed it up, Blair got mad and broke up with him and came back with Nate... or not?

Chapter 1

Because of you

If you were here beside me instead of in New York

If the curve of you was curved on me

I'd tell you that I loved you before I ever knew you

'Cause I loved the simple thought of you.

New York - Snow Patrol

...

Chuck ran upstairs bumping into a redhead girl. The usual Chuck Bass would have forgotten what he was doing and would invite her a drink, completely sure that late in the night he would be sleeping with her, but right now that was the last thought in his mind.

"Have you seen Blair Waldorf?" he asked breathless and the girl pointed upstairs. If she was pretty, or nosy, or have nice ass... he didn't care, his mind, his thoughts were on Blair Waldorf.

Blair used to be his friend... kind of. After all, she was the girlfriend of his best friend, but she was the smartest and hottest girl he had ever met. She was too, the only one he had utterly respected... and the only one who he had asked if she was sure before hooking up. That's right, they'd had sex and he had asked her first... after that night they started an affair, and if he was honest with himself, it had been the best time of his life. Chuck Bass enjoyed sex but with her it was more. He liked to think that it was because she was hot, because she liked to take control and because she was the only one who could shot back him his sarcastic comments, but of course, Chuck Bass didn't know what it was to have butterflies. If he had known, he had understood that what he felt for Blair after that night in Victrola wasn't lust, wasn't respect, wasn't friendship but a mixed of them that is known as love. Yes, he had butterflies and he didn't know how to handle it, he didn't know how to avoid a broken heart or a jealous rage, so his relationship with Blair crashed down onto the floor. But he wasn't ready to give up. He had never felt that way before and it was awesome; he didn't want to lose the only love he had ever felt.

Chuck reached the next floor and froze then and there.

His best friend, his brother, was stepping back slowly with a hand -an intruder and unworthy hand- on Blair's waist as the girl kissed his neck. They were entering a room and Nate spotted him right in time to wink at him before close the door, crashing Chuck's heart in the cruelest way.

He just stood there because he had never had a broken heart before, he didn't know what to do or how to stop the painful and piercing ache in his chest that threatened to tear him apart.

He just had lost her, he repeated to himself. He just had lost her... he was never worthy of her... she was never going to love him as he loved her, she had only used him, she had taken what she needed from him, taking his heart in the process but she hadn't care about it and just threw it away...

As he walked away he wanted to cry, and yelled. He was devastated and enraged. He wanted to enter in that room to punch the crap out of Nate and to kidnap Blair; he wanted to break dear Nathaniel's hands for touching her where he had touched her, he only had touched her. He once thought, in the gaze of an orgasm with Blair lying over him, that he would be her one and only... how delusional he was.

Nate and Blair were making out heavy... but something wasn't right.

Blair repeated herself that this was what she wanted, that was it! But Nate kisses... just feel without passion. They tickled her, yes, but they didn't burn her; one hot breath of Chuck in her neck could set on fire her skin and melt her in his arms... Nate's fervent kisses were not even close.

She scoffed. Basstard! Get out of my head! This was her Prince Charming, finally claiming her... no, Chuck had claimed her first... no! Blair frustrated, pushed Nate to the bed and the boy looked amazed how his ex again girlfriend straddled his lap sharply and sexily just in her underwear.

She buried her hands in his hair and attacked his mouth. Nate looked lost and grabbed Blair's elbows... really?! Chuck would have grabbed her by her butt squeezing it, his hands caressing slowly every inch of skin, cupping her breast before...

"Argg..."

Blair growled again. She sat up, pulling Nate to her in a sit position and kissing him again...

Then she remembered how she had grabbed Chuck's collar once in her bed, pulling him to her, his sexy smirk on his face as he devoured slowly her lips, enjoying her texture, her flavor... why Nate couldn't do the same? She felt Nate's mouth like a vacuum cleaner, nothing like Chuck's. Nate's hands seemed to get lost in her skin as Chuck's made their way through it, feeling, recognizing every inch... And why Nate didn't talk to her? Why he didn't tell her mischievous and pervert comments? Why he didn't call her princess or kitten? Why he didn't chuckle cockily and to smirk at her? Why he didn't look at her as Chuck did?

Blair rolled pulling Nate over her and wrapping her legs around his waist... but it wasn't Nate anymore. She saw Chuck. Their first time in the limo... and in the Kati's brother's bedroom in her birthday party... at the next day in the girl's bathroom in Daniel's, in his limo, on her piano, in his suite, on her bathroom, in his desk...

Blair shoved Nate aside and stared at the ceiling breathless. It was useless, she couldn't do it, she didn't want to do it. She wanted him... She wanted Chuck.

"Blair?" Nate asked confused and worried but suddenly the girl stood up.

"I can't do this" She put her dress on again in one fluid movement, zipping herself up as she could.

"But-"

"Sorry Nate. This is a mistake" she put on her shoes and rushed to the door, but stopped in the last-minute and returned for her diamond necklace... the one Chuck gave her.

As Blair ran downstairs she didn't realize the hopeful smile tahat had crept to her lips... but she didn't find him.

Assuming he was mad at her, she asked to the doorman and he confirmed that Chuck had left the ball.

Chuck was packing quickly. Turnbull and Asser shirts, Vineyard Vines pants, Ralph Lauren cardigans and blazers, Lanvin bow ties... but he didn't care, he wasn't even watching was he was placing on his suitcase, he was broken, he was destroyed... he only wanted to stop feel pain... a flight to Monaco full of scotch, cocaine and whores would do it.

He was so lost in his thought that he didn't hear the door opening. He went to his closet again for shoes and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw her.

Blair was standing there, her hair loose, her lips swollen and was trembling for the cold because in her rush, she had forgotten her coat. She looked gorgeous but then Chuck remembered what she had been doing and he knew why her lips were swollen. He glared at her, cooling his expression. He had just hoped that she hadn't saw his broken expression.

"What are you doing here? Are you already done with Nathaniel?" he snapped at her hurling his Italian shoes to his suitcase and the girl flinched.

"Chuck..."

"Look, Blair. I'm done with you and your games so you can leave now. I'm running late" he turned his back on her, walking to his closet again but her words stop him:

"I did not sleep with Nate"

Chuck digested the information slowly and turned carefully to look at her, a shocking expression in his face.

"You didn't..."

"I didn't sleep with Nate" she confirmed taking carefully steps to him.

"Why not?" he asked completely confused. Nate was her fantasy, her dreams come true. She had the opportunity she had always been waiting for... why she had threw it away?

Blair opened her mouth but looked really unsure and looked away, so Chuck walked to her this time.

"Blair..."

"Because of you"

So what do you think? Let me know your thoughts guys :)