She had no idea how it happened, but she found herself standing in her underwear in her walking-closet, trying to find something to wear for her date with Dan.
As unexpected as it may seem to everyone, it was true: Blair Waldorf, Upper East Side queen, was going on a date with Dan Humphrey, ex-Brooklyn nobody.
TWO DAYS EARLIER.
'This movie completely sucked. I can't believe you actually convinced me to watch such a chick flick.' Dan said, turning off the DVD player.
Blair grinned at him, this beautiful grin he loved so much. 'Titanic is not a chick flick. I know it's a bit different than the movies we usually watch together but ... well, change is good, right? ' she replied, passing a hand through her brown curls.
Dan laughed softly, and got up and walked to the kitchen. He took out two cans of beer from the fridge and sat back down on the couch next to Blair. He yawned, exhausted. It had been a long day.
After work, Blair had practically invited herself to dinner at his house. Anyone else would have been offended or chocked, but Dan was getting to know Blair and knew she hadn't meant to be rude - so he had said yes, despite the fact that all he wanted to do was go to bed. He had a big exam the next morning and wanted to be full of energy for it.
But it was impossible to say no to Blair Waldorf. Especially when she was looking so beautiful and hot, in that low-cut blouse and that short Oscar de la Renta skirt.
So they had gone back to the loft, ordered a pizza (it was a miracle he had gotten her to eat something that fattening) and she had talked him into watching Titanic.
He opened his beer, took a sip of it and handed her the other one. He gazed at her, smirking like a kid who had just won a teddy bear at a fair.
'What are you smiling at, Humphrey? ' she inquired.
'You.' he simply answered.
For the first time in a very long time, Blair Waldorf didn't know what to say. And, before she knew what was happening, she was leaning forward to kiss him. He was surprised at first, but quickly kissed her back, deepening the kiss as he ran his fingers through her hair. She wrapped her arms around his neck, as their tongues met. He moaned. There was no use in denying it, he had been waiting for this kiss to happen for a long time.
A minute later, she pulled back for air. For a few moments, they just sat there, sipping their beers, both thinking about what had just happened. 'Go on a date with me. 'said Dan, breaking the awkward silence.
Blair looked up at him, lifting her left eyebrow. 'What? '
' You heard me, Waldorf. I'm asking you out ... on a date. '
She chuckled. Normally, she would have said no. I mean, come on. It was Dan Humphrey. He lived in a loft in Brooklyn. He was Serena's ex. He used to date Vanessa Abrams. He was an NYU student. But after all, he was also pretty handsome, when you thought about it. They had the same taste in movies (well, most of the time) and she had to admit, she loved spending time with him. He had helped her many times; he had gotten her her job back by lying to Epperly. Plus, she definitely needed to get over Chuck, once and for all, and that wasn't going to happen if she spent the rest of her life single.
So, what the hell? Why not?
'Fine. Serena told me how amazing a real Dan Humphrey date was. You better not disappoint me, Humphrey. '
' Oh, I wouldn't worry about that. '
And so it was. Dan Humphrey had scored a date with Blair Waldorf.