Hi, everyone! I haven't been uploading for a very long time and I'm really sorry. However, I have my new craze "Gossip Girl" and decided to write a story about it. "The Wrong Prince" takes place after episode 3 from season 5. It will represent something like an alternative world. I really hope you like it and before I forgot - just a little reminder: I do not own "Gossip Girl".
Summary: What if the father of Blair's baby is Chuck? How will things work out for her when she had lied to the whole world? Read and see!
"The Wrong Prince"
Chapter 1
Blair Waldorf entered her mother's penthouse with her charming royal fiancé – Louis Grimaldi. A couple of hours ago she finally told him the truth about her being pregnant. Louis was over the moon and so was Blair… At least part of her. She was happy that she would have a man by her side who would look after her and her child. But the thought that she had lied to the love of her life was tearing her apart. Because when she went to Chuck Bass's apartment in the "Empire" and told him that she was pregnant with Louis's baby, Blair Waldorf told the biggest lie that has ever gone out of her mouth.
"Are you OK?" Louis asked with his sweet French accent. He must have seen the pain written on her face and the tears, burning in her deep dark eyes.
"Yeah," Blair responded and looked at the ground. "I'm perfectly fine."
"Blair, I can see it when you're lying," Louis palmed her face. "Tell me – is it me?"
"No, no," Blair shook her head.
"Then what is it?" Louis was looking really concerned. "Is it something about the baby? Is there something you need to tell me?"
Blair looked at the ground again. The paternity test, which was now peacefully lying on the bottom of the drawer in her dresser, was actually saying that if Bart Bass was alive, he would have a grandchild.
"No," she sighed. "I'm just very tired. I think I should go to bed."
"Shall I go with you?"
"No, thank you. I need some time on my own," said Blair but when she saw the look on Louis's face, she continued talking. "It is not because of you, I promise. It's just… I'm really tired and that pregnancy thing is driving me insane and I just need some time by myself to clear my head."
"I get it," Louis smiled. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yeah," Blair tried to smile in response. "Bye," she said and Louis kissed her.
"Goodbye, my love!" He said when he released her from the kiss and took the elevator.
Blair then went upstairs to her bedroom and sat on the bed. She stayed like that for a while. She was thinking. Today when she saw the picture of Chuck on Gossip Girl, she thought that he would give up on his child, just like he seemed to be giving up on his dog. She swallowed Louis's words to the "Hello!" magazine because she decided that he might not be ready to be a father yet but he is responsible and honest person and her child would be learnt virtues. And when she learnt that Louis didn't mean his words, she was very happy and thought that she made the right decision but after that she realized that what she did earlier that evening was unacceptable. Lying to Chuck about his child? What was she thinking? He would never forgive her!
Blair was so deeply in her thoughts that she jumped in a surprise when Dorota, her maid, opened the door and entered her room.
"Dorota!" She shouted. "You scared me!"
"I'm sorry, Miss Blair. I just wanted to see if you're OK."
"No, Dorota," Blair shook her head. "I'm not OK."
"But why?" Dorota asked. "Is it Prince Louis… or the baby?"
"Dorota, I can't tell you. I'm sorry," Blair said as the tears started streaming down her lovely face. "You just can not know. No one can know…"
"That Mr. Chuck is the father?" Dorota asked innocently but that made Blair jump on her feet.
"How do you know that?" she asked with her voice raising.
"Miss Blair…" Dorota began but was interrupted.
"Don't 'Miss Blair' me!" Blair was almost shouting. "Sit down!" Dorota sat on Blair's bed. "Now speak!"
"Miss Blair, when you tore the letter with the results from the paternity test I had to stick it." Blair's eyes were growing bigger and bigger. "And while I was doing that, I accidentally saw that Mr. Chuck…"
"Enough!" said Blair angrily.
"Please, don't kill me!" Dorota said horrified with her hands up in the air.
"I won't," Blair said and tried to calm down. "You know all of my secrets so I guess it's not such a big deal," she said while walking from one corner of the room, to another. "But," Blair stopped right in front of Dorota and pointed her finger at her maid, "you have to promise that no matter what, you will not tell anyone about that!" Dorota nodded. "Good! Now, I would like to go to bed, so go! And don't tell anyone!"
Dorota jumped from her seat and went out of the room as quicker as possible. When she closed the door Blair sat on her bed. Tears started streaming down her face. Everything was said and done. She knew she did a terrible mistake but now she didn't have any other choice than taking this secret to the grave with her because if someone like Princess Sophie or her "lovely" daughter Beatrice found out that would be the end. Louis would hate her for cheating on him, Chuck would hate her for not telling him the baby was his, everyone would hate her for lying to them… Her life, along with her child's, would be ruined. Actually she didn't really care about her own life but for the baby's one. After all, her life wasn't the perfect one since she would never have the chance to spend it with the person she is really in love with, but this wasn't the baby's fault and she couldn't let him or her suffer just because of her mistakes.
Chuck Bass was in his apartment in the „Empire". He had already wiped away his tears and was now drinking bourbon on the sofa with his dog Monkey on his lap. Who would have guessed that Chuck Bass, the greatest playboy that Upper East Side had ever seen, would be trying to drown the pain in a dog's company. But right now he didn't even care about that. The only things on his mind were Blair and the baby. He didn't know if it was going to be a girl or a boy, if it was going to have Blair's eyes or her attitude. He just knew that it wasn't his. And that hurt so badly. For the first time since he gave Blair his blessing he actually felt something. He felt the terrible pain that was burning inside of him.
"I guess Dan's plan worked," he said to Monkey and had another sip of the alcohol in the glass he was holding.
An hour and four more glasses of bourbon later, Nathaniel Archibald stepped out of the elevator. He was still in the suit that he was wearing on the fashion show.
"What's up, man?" he asked his best friend.
"You sound very happy, Nathaniel," Chuck said.
"And I am, by the way," he smirked. "I was at Diana's and…"
"You don't have to continue. I get it."
"So, how are things with you?"
"Oh, nothing special," Chuck sighed. "I just lost Blair… for good."
"Well, she's getting married in November. I thought you should have already known that she's gone."
"But, God, it hurts so badly!" Chuck had another sip of his drink.
"I'm sorry, Chuck! But there is nothing you can do."
"Now that I think about it – there is something I can do," said Chuck, put the glass he was holding on a table next to the sofa and rose from it.
"Where are you going?"
"To do what I should have done a long time ago," he said and opened the safe, where he kept the engagement ring he had bought from Blair last year.
"Chuck, are you going to propose her?"
"Why not?" Chuck asked.
"Because she is already engaged!" Nate almost shouted towards his best friend. "And you are very drunk and not thinking clearly! Now, give this to me and…" Nate continued but was interrupted.
"Nathaniel, you don't understand!" Chuck shouted back. "I love her! She's mine! She has to be mine!" He started making his way to the elevator but Nate stopped him. "What are you doing?" Chuck wasn't himself. The alcohol was simply finishing what the pain of losing Blair started.
"I'm stopping you from doing something I'm sure you will later regret!" Nate shouted. "You're going to ruin her engagement. Just think about how she would feel. Think about her!"
"I am thinking about her, Nathaniel! And it hurts so badly! I want her back!"
"I know you do. But just think about it – if you do this now and ruin her relationship with Louis, she may never speak to you again. Is that what you want?"
"No," said Chuck. Nate's words actually made sense.
"Good. Now, go to your bedroom and have a rest!" Nate said. "Give me this thing," he added and took the box with the diamond ring. "And no drinking!" He said when Chuck made a try to take the bottle of bourbon with him. "I'll see you in the morning."
For Nate's surprise, Chuck went to his bedroom without saying anything. When his best friend closed the door, Nate took his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed a phone number.
"Serena, we have a problem!"
"Nate," Serena sighed, "it's 1 o'clock in the morning!"
"I'm sorry, Serena, but it is really important."
"OK. What is it?"
"It's Chuck," said Nate.
"Now you got my attention! I'm all ears."
"He has gone crazy about something with Blair."
"With Blair?"
"Yeah," said Nate. "He's drunk and really upset. He told me that he wanted her back and he was even about to go and make her a proposal!"
"Oh, my God!"
"I know," Nate sighed. "And that's why I called you. I mean he was drunk but I'm sure something caused him to drink almost a whole bottle of bourbon for a night and not have a single girl in the apartment. I'm sure that has something to do with Blair."
"Well, maybe it's just the wedding," said Serena. "You know, now that everything is spinning around the happy royal soon-to-be-family… And when I say everything, I mean absolutely everything – the TV, the press…"
"Maybe you're right but…" Nate sighed. "It's just… Since Chuck gave Blair his blessing for marrying Louis, he hasn't felt anything. There must be something really big to make him so upset. Because trust me, he wasn't himself."
"Well, I guess I will have to ask Blair and I'll tell you what happened."
"OK. Look, I really appreciate what you're doing and I'm sorry I woke you up so late. I'm just really worried about Chuck and I don't want him to be like that for the rest of his life. I want to help him."
"I understand you," said Serena. "He's kind of my brother so I'm worried about him, too."
"Well, then let me know if you get something," Nate responded. "Bye."
"Bye."
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