Title: Love Me If You Dare
Chapter 1: Blind
Author: Ellibells
Summary: A game of dares between two beautiful strangers. Based on the French film, Love Me If You Dare. Chuck and Blair have never met until they meet on separate blind dates in a bar. Blair wants wild, crazy leaps and Chuck is like a fish to water. Hook, Line and Sinker.
A/N: Hello there! For those of you who have read my previous stories, you will know that I have recently finished a multi-fic called Two Beautiful Strangers. Well, although I love that story, I don't feel I gave the ending the justice it deserved and I think it turned out differently to how I wanted it to. Anyway, I wanted to write another AU based on Chuck and Blair as strangers and watching my favourite film, this idea popped into my head!
If you haven't watched Love Me If You Dare (Jeux d'enfants), it is a French film and you should watch it as it's amazing! It is twisted, beautiful and a crazy story of love and dares.
We all know Chuck and Blair loved to play games and I think this plot is perfect for them. It is not identical to the film, I have written it in my style with different dares but some will still be based around the film. With all the crap going on in the show, this story explores Chair finding themselves and falling in deep, crazy, great love that is the essence of Chuck and Blair. I still believe the love is alive and will continue to believe til the very end. CHAIR LOVE people!
HUGE THANK YOU to my lovely S, Dublin14, love you lots for being my Beta on this chapter and maybe more?... :) You're amaze :D x
So forget the show! Come with me on this mad journey and enjoy :)
Disclaimer: *I do not own Chair or the film, Love Me If You Dare…But I do own Ed Westwick… ;)*
"Would you excuse me? I need to use the ladies room." Blair excused herself politely as she stood abruptly and left her date sitting like a lemon.
Rolling her eyes she sighed as she made her escape, noting on her way that a rather good looking gentleman on the table behind hers seemed to be making the exact same escape as her.
Not thinking anything more of it, she merely smirked at the hilarity of her date and how she planned on harming her best friend when she next saw her as she made her way to the bathroom.
Making his excuses politely, Chuck made his way to the bar, pulling his phone from his pocket for appearances and thankfully leaving the evenings unsatisfying entertainment behind.
As he gestured to the barman to get him a drink, he made a mental note to cause Nathaniel some pain for the agony his best friend had inflicted on him through this tedious blind date.
Swallowing his scotch straight, his eyes couldn't help but land on the petit brunette who was making her way towards him at the bar. He had noticed her the whole evening. She was quite exquisite. Flawless in every way, from her attire, to her face, to her small perfectly manicured hands, to way she carried herself.
His sights didn't waver when she pulled up a bar stool next to him before ordering a gin martini and finishing the glass without even flinching.
"Thirsty?" Chuck spoke first, the brunette looking up curiously to see who this mysterious voice was coming from.
She smiled surprisingly at the man she had noticed only moment earlier.
"Not at all. I just came to the conclusion that the date I'm on may be at least a little more amusing if I'm drunk." She shrugged at her admission before ordering another drink.
"Well in that case, the next one is on me." Chuck offered and she nodded graciously accepting the free drink.
"What's your excuse?" Blair asked, tilting her head, making estimations of this man's age, purpose.
"Blind date with a woman who has the mental age and intelligence of a ten year old." He muttered sipping on his scotch.
"Wow. Likewise…well except my blind date is quite clever but boring as hell. I lost interest when he started talking about issues in the Far East." She laughed, the buzz of alcohol already taking its effect on her petit body.
Chuck laughed lightly at her before offering her his hand.
"Bass." He nodded and she pleasingly took his hand in her small one.
"Waldorf." She replied with ease adage straightened herself a little.
"I'm so bored." Blair broke the silence and Chuck frowned.
"I am already aware; I think we have that in common." He smirked at her
"No! I'm not just bored of my date, well I am but no, I'm bored of life! Have ever just wanted to live in the moment? Do something wild and not care about the consequences?" She turned to him not knowing what to expect but when she was received with a warm smile, she waited for his response.
She looked to him, watched him for a moment, allowing her perfectly manicured fingers to grip to shiny wood of the bar.
"I did that all through my teens, but lately, not so much." He admitted.
"Why is that?" She asked with a frown.
"Because I'm not a kid anymore?"
"Nope. Wrong answer. All my life I have been this pristine, good girl who does everything she is supposed to. Don't get me wrong, I love my life and job but, it's just bland and safe. I don't want to be that girl who does what everyone expects her to, anymore. I want to take risks, live in the moment. Why should you settle down? Being matured doesn't mean you can't have fun and take risks." She explained, pausing to look at the charming man before her, seeing his features light up with interest.
"Are you sure you aren't just saying this because you've numbed your rational thinking with alcohol?" He laughed lightly as she lolled her head from side to side in disagreement; evidence enough that the alcohol was having some effect.
"That…could be a factor attributing to this conversation but no…" She pointed her index finger into the air to make her point before crashing it down against the bar once more.
"I want to feel free! I need to take a leap, go crazy. Why should people dictate our lives, you know?"
"I think you might be right..." He smiled a little as he watched her nod with confidence before smile triumphantly.
"I'm always right. You're a quick learner..." She teased.
"You are something else..." He pondered his compliment as she smiled.
"How about it? I know we are two strangers and this probably sounds crazy but let's take a risk. Game or no game?"
"What did you have in mind?" He eyed her curiously.
She really was magnificent. He had never met anyone like her, he made him want to do anything, be anything and he knew right now that whatever she propositioned him, he would take it without hesitation, commitments and responsibilities be damned.
"A game of dares. We dare one another, no matter what it is; we accept game or no game. Each time a game is set we exchange a piece of insurance that we will keep our promise. Do you have anything we could use, something significant maybe?"
Frowning, Chuck poked around his pockets but unable to find anything, his eyes landed upon his pinky ring. Slipping it off without hesitation, he placed it on the bar between them.
"It looks important?..." Blair frowned at his sentiment as it sat on the bar before them.
"It was my fathers…" He admitted, looking away from her at the point.
She could feel the tension between and knew as he rubbed his little finger subconsciously that this was exactly what they needed. Part of her was curious to ask about his past tense statement but the wall he was now standing behind told her that it was not her place. Not right now.
Changing the mood around as quickly as it had turned, Blair spoke again, more enthusiastically this time.
"Perfect. Once you accept, there is no backing out, its game or no game. No matter how long or short, good or bad the dare. Are you capable or aren't you? Cap ou pas cap?"
Like a bee to honey he was caught. Sliding the ring across the bar towards her hands, the game had begun.
"Go over to my date and make an excuse why I will be leaving with you this evening. Cap ou pas cap?" Chuck raised his eyebrows in challenge as Blair smirked and stood, slipping the ring on her index finger as she went.
"Cap." She responded easily, walking with a sway in her hips as she sauntered over to her table.
As he watched her leave, he moved across the bar casually to see her fulfill her dare, smiling with satisfaction as she did so.
"Excuse me; Mr Bass wanted me to tell you that he won't be able to finish this date, primarily due to the fact that he doesn't generally go for blonde, cheap looking gold-diggers. Oh and secondly because he will be leaving with me." Blair smiled awkwardly, accepting the abuse she was given by the dirty blonde before sauntering away from a flustered looking blonde and back towards Chuck.
Chuck smiled in amusement as Blair's date sat bewildered a few tables away.
Soon enough she was next to him again and without warning, she had slipped his ring off her index finger and back into his hand, her fingers linking with his momentarily as they both felt a spark ignite at their touch.
Whispering in his ear with a mischievous smile, Blair spoke.
"Let my date down gently, won't you? Cap ou pas cap?" She added.
Pushing himself off the bar, he didn't need to be told twice as he strutted towards the well dressed man sat at Blair's table.
"Excuse me, Miss Waldorf wanting me to let you know that this date will not be continuing because although she has had a lovely evening so far, she noticed you had rather small hands and well, you know what they say about small hands..." Chuck clenched his teeth with an awkward shrug before continuing.
"Although she regrets that you wouldn't be able to fulfill her needs in those respects, she did say that the young, blonde lady on the next table is looking for a replacement date and you may just meet the requirements." Chuck nodded before finally adding his goodbyes.
"Do have a good evening."
The smirked on his face a he shook his head was enough to make her laugh into her martini glass.
"What did you say to the poor guy?" She laughed, supping her martini with appreciation as Chuck came to stand in front of her as she perched against her bar stool.
"Oh, just that his femininely small hands were an indication that you thought he had a small penis…" He shrugged in a rugged tone as a smirk started to grace his perfect lips.
As he watched her lips turned into an 'o' before breaking into a small but curious laugh, he continued.
"And I also happened to mention that he couldn't possibly satisfy you in the bedroom department...due to his little problem…" He announced in a calm tone, a grin of victory playing on his lips.
"I'm intrigued why you would assume his little problem would have any effect on my satisfaction…"
The words had playfully slipped from her teasing lips before she could stop herself and when she wasn't expecting it, he leaned in close so his lips were dangerously close to the shell of her ear before speaking.
"Because…high maintenance women like you…are known to be minxes in the bedroom…" he drawled suggestively in a low tone which sent chills down her skin. His breath on her neck elicited her to close her eyes tightly.
When he pulled away, he smirked in appreciation to the obvious effect he had on her. As she slowly opened her eyes, she quickly straightened herself.
"Touché."
She didn't want to give him that satisfaction of a complete confirmation so instead she opted for an indirect response which he seemed to take easily.
"I'm glad I meet your new seal of approval. Now did we make these excuses for a reason or are we going to sit here all night?" He asked, once again slipping the ring from his little finger.
"Let's get out of here?"
"Where?" She paused for a moment, contemplating his request as he presented the ring to her in between his index finger and thumb.
"Anywhere." He shot back in a whisper as he smirked at the glimmer starting to show in her curious eyes.
"How do I know you're not some psycho whose going to kidnap me and keep me prisoner?..." She shrugged as she watched his expression change into a playfully, dangerous smirk.
"You don't." He offered honestly as he allowed her to catch his gaze.
She was lost in his dark, hazel orbs. What she saw told her she could trust him. She saw a burning desire in his eyes that matched hers, like fate had drawn them together and now more than ever, she needed to take the leap. Jump.
Finally, Chuck broke the silence, blinking her out of her reverie.
"Cap ou pas cap?"
"Cap." She smiled confidentially, presenting him with her index finger.
Allowing him to grasp her small hand in his, she took pleasure in watching him slip the gold ring onto her small finger as tingles of electricity shot through their bodies.
He smirked once more, offering her his arm before the departed together.
A/N: So? Thoughts? This chapter wasn't a long one because I wanted to get everyone into it and set the scene but please let me know what you think about the plot and if I should continue.
Any favourite bit, quotes? Anything! Thoughts, feelings, you name it, I want to know :) Thank you so much for reading and hopefully reviewing! :)
And for those of you who aren't familiar with french or the film, Cap ou pas cap? This translates into, Are you capable or aren't you? Or, Game or no game? Take it how you want but in the film, this is the set up and I feel because Blair has a french upbringing so to speak, Chuck is going along with her and is willing to get lost with this beautiful stranger. That is all! Thanks again!