Hello everyone:) here I am again with a new story. This one was my idea combined with your wishes so I think it should be okay. I know my grammar is definitely not perfect and I probably make a lot of mistakes that I'm not even aware of, but bare with me, it really isn't easy to write on your second language. I mix up a lot of tenses and misspell a lot of things, I try my best though :) your reviews are really important, I love more than anything to know what you guys think of these stories, after all, they are written for you. So enjoy and if you like it, review.

The story is placed around the fifth season of GG, but not necessarily the same.

I do not own any characters or songs used, just the ideas.


It is her third drink that night, her throat already stings both from the tears and the strong alcohol. She still refuses to stop though. There it goes, yet another relationship has failed because she was an obsessive possessive freak who got hurt way too much in life to let anyone get remotely close to her.

Dan was probably smart to break it off with her, she would have done it herself eventually. They were just two pieces of a different puzzle.

Surprisingly (if you could even call it that) she is more upset by the very break up part, rather than losing Dan. It's not like she ever had him.

The only downfall is having to go back to Brooklyn out of all places, and pick her stuff up. Ugh, back to that depressing loft where coffee was a passage of life. Thanks, but no thanks. She can live without a dress or two, and even her Manolos. Anything not to go over there ever again.

Thinking of it now, she left more than just dresses and shoes there. Her Kate Spade clutch, her favorite raincoat and that pocket edition of Breakfast at Tiffany's she carried everywhere. She needs that back.

Well she isn't going over there herself, that's for sure. Dorota is absent and occupied with her new pregnancy so she's out of the game. Serena decided not to be her friend anymore as Blair stole the ''love of her life'', more likely ''the love of her month''. Chuck…she couldn't even say his name out loud and not laugh at it. Chuck and Dan. Never not even then. Besides, she wants to be on solid ground with Chuck and maybe start a friendship. Much to his distaste she's no longer interested in the whole Chuck&Blair relationship. Too much drama, too much of everything. She was eaten up and consumed inside out by that relationship every time they tried it. She is ready to be free.

There is one person left she can call. After all, that person used to be the first one she would call in trouble times.


Nate just stepped out of the steamy shower in his room when his phone buzzed. He quickly rushed to locate it and almost ended up falling over Monkey's toys that were everywhere.

''Blair?'' his brows furrow. She probably couldn't reach Chuck for some reason so she was calling him to check. He is somewhat bitter about it, which is even more surprising than Blair's call.

''Ummm hey Blair, what's up?'' he tries to put on some clothes and balance the phone at the same time which seems like mission impossible

She really isn't the one to fidget so she cuts straight to the point ''I need your help-'' there's a strange noise on the other side of the line ''-and what the hell are you doing Archibald? If you're in bed with some tramp Chuck introduced you to and talking to me at the same time, I swear to God, I will hurt you-''

He chuckles out loud and finally picks up the phone having his pants zipped ''-I'm getting myself dressed'' as if that explains everything

''Charming. So there is a girl-'' why so bitter about it?

He grins at her persistence. ''-no, just me-'' he can't resist to ask, it's just so amusing to play with her nerves, he misses that ''-why?''

She can basically see him grinning so she ignores the question, refusing to give him the satisfaction ''-it's so nice outside, isn't it? How about a stroll to Brooklyn?'' her voice is all sugar, spice and everything nice, Nate knows from experience nothing good can come out of that.

''It's raining, and it's almost midnight-'' he stops when it comes to him, Blair's supposed to be with Dan, isn't she? ''-shouldn't you be in Brooklyn?''

Blair swallows whatever's left in her glass and lets out a sigh ''-yeah, not really.''

He wants answers. ''Why?''

''Oh you know, it disgusting, there's a low budget coffee shop on every corner, just like there's homeless people sleeping on sidewalks. And also, Dan and I broke up, well sort of. Okay, he broke up with me, but I would hav-''

''You broke up?'' so she was single, he can't remember the last time she was. It was always either Chuck or the prince or Dan or…well him. It's weird, he just saw Dan like an hour ago and he said nothing.

''Yeah, I guess-'' there's a silence ''-this is where you step in. Come on Archibald, be a hero and go get my stuff from the loft. –'' he's already growling ''-pretty pretty please. You're friends anyways so it won't be awkward at all and-'' he already knows he'll do it, not even once did he pass the chance of helping a friend in need, let along Blair. He just likes torturing her, making her beg for once in her life.

''-come on Natie, and hey, you'll finally have the chance to see me, I bet you miss me-''

He chuckles, wow, she really is desperate. Fine, enough torturing.

''Fine, I expect a beer waiting for me when I arrive''

''Ugh-'' she over pronounces it on purpose ''-Blair Waldorf and beer, I'd rather-'' that's not appropriate to say out loud ''-never mind, you're the best Natie''

She smiles, he really is.


New York never seemes more peaceful to him, at least Brooklyn. The streets are dark, the only light being the one coming from the windows on those old grey building he has come to love over time. He is at the loft in no time, he has already memorized the number of steps it takes to the door and now that he's actually standing there, he realizes how stupid and awkward all of this will be.

It's around midnight, Dan is probably sleeping or deeply engrossed in one of those boring documentaries about poetry or whatever the hell it was. Maybe he isn't even home, he broke up with Blair Waldorf for God's sake, he should be drinking till he forgets he ever let a girl like that get away.

Ummm hypocritical much?

Nonsense, he is here for a reason so instead of standing there like a statue, he should stop being a little bitch and get Blair's stuff already to get over all of this.

He knocks once, no answer. Knocks twice and someone is opening the door.

''Nate?-'' Dan looks terrible, his usual stubble is much more visible now on his skinnier features, he can tell that he's been drinking by his bloodshot eyes and the bottle of Jack on the counter. So it's this bad. He wonders how Blair looks, did the breakup have the same effect on her? Most likely no, Blair never lets herself down, not even in tough situations like this, in fact she insists on staying perfect to mask the vulnerability she finds herself in. ''-did you forget something?'' he is confused more than ever, he just saw Nate a while ago, what's going on?

Nate awkwardly shifts on his other foot ''-not really-'' stop fidgeting ''-I'm actually here to pick Blair's stuff'' he says quietly and Dan stares at him for a moment.

So she already told Nate, why is he surprised? It's the Upper East Side, they're like a wolf pack. Also, he is still kind of hoping both him and Blair will get it together and make up eventually when they're both sober and clear headed. Obviously not. Even though Nate has absolutely nothing to do with the breakup and was clueless about it till Blair told him, Dan's still kind of pissed at him. Envious would be a better word.

He broke up with Blair and he wants her back already, he knows it's not how it works and that he screwed himself over completely. Blair will probably never even speak to him again, but if he was some UES confused pin up guy like Nate was, he would be her best friend in an instant and probably have sex with her on occasion, like Nate probably will. He is so bitter about it that he forgets he's still standing there at the door and Nate is expecting a feedback.

He doesn't say a thing, he just moves aside and lets him in.

Nate feels uncomfortable instantly and Dan's hovering isn't helping, when he finally lets him in he figures he wants to get this over with as soon as possible. He spots Blair's coat right away and her pocket edition of Breakfast at Tiffany's. Blair carries that book everywhere even though she already read it a hundred times.

He remembers her telling him something about shoes in the text message she sent him right before he headed out. He takes his phone out to get the list straight and starts collecting her things as if it was a game. In the meantime Dan pours himself another glass of Jack and asks Nate if he wants some which he politely declines. He wants to get out of there, not stay longer for drinks.

He spots a movie that wasn't on the list, but he's one hundred percent sure it's hers so he takes it without a doubt. When he finally has everything he says goodbye and I'm sorry it didn't work to Dan.

Dan nods, he notices the Blu-ray edition of Rosemary's baby in his hands and the bitterness wins over his entire body. He thought he was the only one who knew it was one of Blair's favorite. Turns out Nate really does know Blair better than any one of them and Dan hates him for it.


She is going of her mind when the elevator bell finally dings. She lets out a sigh of relief and rushes towards him.

It 's been a long time since he's been here actually. The house seems so familiar, and there she is, Blair. And she's throwing her arms around him.

''Whoa-'' he chuckles and puts down a bag so he could hug her back ''-hello to you too''

''Oh Nate you have no idea how much this means-'' she squeals ''- I wish Dorota would already pop out that baby of hers and come be useful here''

''Same old dictating Blair'' he comments and grins to himself, he doesn't know why, but he can't stop smiling around her, maybe it's the fact that they haven't been alone in each other's company for a long time or that they haven't been single at the same time in years.

It's been an hour and they're already sitting on the floor of her bedroom and sipping champagne, it almost feels like old days. Blair feels very relaxed in his company, after all she has known Nate her whole life, who better to make her self feel better than him.

She is all smiles and giggles but there's sadness in her eyes and he waits until the crucial moment to bring it up.

''What happened?-'' he puts his glass down and asks gently, she wants to put on a fake smile and deny it, but he doesn't let her ''- don't even try to pretend, I know something's wrong, why are you sad?''

She is already an emotional mess and at the verge of tears, he was so nice to her this whole evening and even now. That's his biggest flaw, he's too nice to people who don't deserve it. Even after everything bad that he's done he still has that innocence to him, that honesty that moves you. She lost that a long time ago, if she ever even had it.

''I-I don't know. To be honest I'm not even sad about breaking up with Dan, I'm just sad for breaking up'' she says what she's been thinking of this whole day.

He rests his head against the end of the bed that's covered with a silky blue duvet ''What do you mean?''

She shakes her head left to right and closes her eyes, leaning back like he did ''I drive them away. It happened with you, Chuck, Louis, now Dan… it just goes goes goes and then bam, it done. Something's seriously wrong with me'' she laughs in desperation because it's either that or crying.

''Nothing's wrong with you Blair, you're amazing-'' he really means it, he never really dared to admit but he was still not over her, what's the other way to explain the fact that he didn't have one real relationship after their breakup, nor had he been honestly in love. ''- it's us that screw up, a girl like you is just too much to handle some times, you outgrown us. You also make us better, without you I wouldn't be the guy I am today, neither would any of them and we all turned out better''

She smiles as her cheeks blush, where has this Nate been when they were actually in a relationship. She's complexed and frustrated and just wants to kiss him to see if she can still feel that spark he used to bring her. It would be so wrong, then again, would it really? It's just an innocent kiss.

His eyes are so blue, she finds herself lost in them. She can't keep it in any longer so she just leans in and lets her lips join with his ones.

He still tastes all sweet and perfect like toothpaste, chocolate and all Nate-like.

He is surprised to say at least about her kiss but he doesn't stop it, no, he wouldn't stop it for anything.

It's bittersweet and it becomes heated and soon they are pulling each other's clothes off and lying naked on her bed.

What started out as a favor sure turned in to something they'd both be sure never to forget…


To be continued


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