He had always admired her. Her beauty, her strenght, her bitchyness.. All things she did, said and had were fascinating to him. She was so much like him but better. She was, deep inside, heinous just like him but worse. She was a mean bitch just like him but more. He knew her the way no one else did. He knew she wasn't the selfish bitch who only cared for herself, not anyone else, or anything else.
That's what everyone thought, everyone feared her, hated her for the things she has done and is doing to other people. Just because they think she does everything for herself. Which is true, sometimes sure, but Chuck knew that many times when Blair has been on a mission and taken someone down, it has been for someone else. Which makes her as selfless as she is selfish.
She was a rich and beautiful with a perfect life. So everyone thought but he knew better. Yes, she was rich and god damn yes she was more than beautiful but perfect life? Unfortunately, no. Behind the glits and glamour, her life was hell. Her mother was one of the reasons of the hell she's been through. She's always putting her down, telling her she's not thin or beautiful enough and never taking much interest for what she does, other than behaving herself in public places and events. All the putting down and making Blair not to believe in herself had always made Chuch mad. How can someone think that his Queen B is nothing but beautiful? Nothing but amazing? What kind of mother makes her own child to feel like nothing?
Then there was her dad. The one who has always believed in Blair and making her feel better. Until the day he fell in love with some French gay guy, Ramon or whatever his name was, and he had left Blair. So she's been alone, Serena had been away, Nate didn't care and Chuck… well he was trying. In a way but she didn't need his help.
Trying to be perfect all the time for her mother and to the outside world drove her to bulimia. Chuck couldn't believe it when he first time heard about it. He had been, once again, trying to help her without her knowing that he knew, but it didn't help.
Chuck knew, unlike everyone else, that his Blair has a heart. She was sweet, soft and she fought for the ones she loved. She was also the wildest, sexiest and overall the kinkiest girl he has ever had sex with. She was the first and the only one he had ever really enjoyed having sex with because he had never had sex before, he'd only been fucking around. And she was the only one he wanted to have sex with. He didn't need anyone else, as long as he had her. And even if he hadn't had her, he would spend the rest of his life to get her.
But he has her and he was the luckiest man alive. Right now, he was laying on a bed next to Blair, watching her sleep. She was so gorgeous, looking peaceful as she slept with a small smile on her lips. He was so lucky she wanted him back. Its been three weeks for the day he confessed his love for her. And be couldn't ask more for himself right now, his life was perfect. Sure they still played games, that's what they do. But it was better this time because he knew that in the end, he would get her. After so many obstacles, he finally had her. He started smiling as a memory game to him, the first time he had realized that he could have her one day…
