A/N: Hello all of my new followers and all of you who decided to venture over from my old story to this one! I am super excited to be writing for you! This first chapter isn't the best but I needed some kind of introduction. I have the first 8 chapters for this story completely finished so, expect updates frequently. I hope to see all of you at chapter 2.

Chapter One

Chuck nipped at my neck playfully. His hands roamed freely along my body. As his fingertips grazed my lower abdomen I shivered. He let out a laugh and smiled. "Chuck!" I giggled. "Stop it! Serena will hear."

"Let her." he planted kisses from my neck to my breasts to my stomach. "It's not like she didn't hear us all night." There was a knock on the door connecting the two rooms. The handle wiggled.

"Just one minute!" I said startled. I pushed Chuck off me and stood up. I threw a tank top on and a pair of panties and ran to the door. I opened it just enough so that I could see Serena but she couldn't see inside. She was already dressed for the day, looking just as fabulous as ever.

"I was wondering when you were going to be up. It sounded to me like you had a busy night." she winked as she said busy. "I need a shopping partner and you need a dress for the party."

I had almost forgotten about the party. Eleanor Waldorf's annual gala. Every year my mother threw an enormous party for the charity that would get her the most publicized. Not exactly selfless, but it worked for her. This year it was some kind of cancer research. "Just give me some time to get dressed."

Chuck came up beside me and opened the door wider. Serena's perfectly sculpted eyebrows rose. He was completely dressed in the same suit he wore over the night before. He turned me around and kissed me tenderly. He pulled away and said, "I have some meetings today but I'll be at your mother's party tonight. See you then?"

I stood up on my tip toes and pecked him on the lips. "Absolutely. Now get out of my room Bass." He pinched my butt and I playfully slapped his arm. He exited the room and I turned to face Serena.

Serena pushed past me, going into my room, and sitting down on the bed. "So, this is what? The fifth time I've caught him in your room?"

I closed the door back and went into my closet. "It's not like it's a shocker, S. You knew we were...involved." I threw clothes from the hangers onto the floor. I grabbed an orange dress and tried it on. I went up to Serena and turned around. "Zip me up?"

She grabbed the zipper and moved it up about halfway before stopping. "It won't go up."

I looked at her shocked. "Try again."

She moved the zipper a tiny bit further before giving up. "It's not going to work. Just wear something different." I made a frustrated groan before returning to my closet to grab a loosely fitting dress. I threw it on and looked in the mirror. My makeup was completely smeared and I had a serious bed head. I cleaned up my makeup and brushed my hair put as best as I could before going back out into the room. Serena looked me over before shaking her head.

"I did my best." I said defensively. "Let's go." I called a quick goodbye to my mother if she was still in the house and got into the limo with Serena.

"The corner of second." Serena called to the driver. The car sped down the road. She looked at me strangely. "So, what's the deal with you and Chuck?"

"We're involved." I said.

"Your not dating?" she asked.

"Of course not! I would never date Chuck Bass!"

"You two seem pretty cozy for it just to be casual sex."

"I don't see an reason why two powerful, attractive people who know they would have amazing sex have to be dating. Sex is just that. Sex." I explained.

"So you don't have any other feelings for Chuck than lust?"

"No. Of course not." Serena raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything else. We got out of the limo and went into the restaurant Serena picked out. It was very crowded for 3 in the afternoon. We sat down at our usual table and ordered our meals.

My phone buzzed in my purse. I looked at the caller ID. Chuck. My heart fluttered a bit and a smile came to my face. "Hello?"

"Where are you right now?"

"I'm eating lunch with Serena."

"Can you be at my place in 20?" My heart dropped. I should have expected that this was just a booty call.

"No. I'm busy. Find someone else to be your booty call." I hung up the phone just as the waiter brought our food. Serena ordered some kind of chicken dish. I order a clam soup. The smell of my food wafted to my nose and I felt my gag reflex react. I felt the bile rise up in my throat. I ran from our table, knocking my chair over in the process, and rushed into the bathroom.

I leaned over the toilet and threw up. The door opened behind me. I saw Serena shoes from my perch over the toilet bowl. She held my hair until the entire contents of my stomach were gone. I wiped my mouth and sat up against the wall. "I thought you stopped. It's unhealthy Blair." Serena said.

"I didn't make myself throw up S."

"Then what? Are you sick?" she asked suspiciously.

"I don't think so. I mean, maybe."

"Do you think you could be..." Serena asked.

I thought about it for a minute. "No!"

"So you two never..."

"Well, a few times. But I'm on the pill! I couldn't be!" I hadn't even considered the fact that I might be pregnant. I missed a couple periods but it wasn't a big deal. I missed periods every once in awhile.

"I think you might be pregnant Blair." She said in awe.