(This is 6 years after the Season 3 finale, Chuck left Manhattan to 'find himself' but he has scheduled his return, Serena and Dan are back together and Blair has moved on with her new prince charming, Jared the Photographer, I hope you like it!)
It was November 15th, two days before my 25th birthday. I was more excited about this particular birthday more than any other because I was happy and finally looking forward to my future. I had the perfect fiancée whom I loved with all my heart, my best friend was happy with Dan and I hadn't seen Chuck Bass for 6 whole years.
Jared proposed to me 8 months ago, after being together for a year. He had the most beautiful green eyes and a head of sandy blonde hair, he was tall and smart but he knew how to make me laugh. It took me longer than I had hoped for to move on from Chuck after what he did with Jenny, but once Jared entered my life, it seemed so easy. Jared was everything Chuck wasn't, he was thoughtful, caring, romantic and he treated me like a princess. He was a professional photographer, taking pictures for high fashion magazines like Vogue and Harper's Bazaar and occasionally photographing my mother's designs. I lived with him in his penthouse on the Upper East Side with a stunning view of Manhattan and everything was perfect.
As usual, my party was going to be extravagant. I had decided on a masquerade party since my 18th didn't go as planned, but nothing could ruin it this time.
"Blair?" I heard Jared call my name from the front room. I finished fixing my hair and went to greet him with a huge grin on my face. "Someone looks happy," he smiled as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him lightly.
"I'm excited for my birthday," I replied cheerfully.
"That reminds me, your present will be ready tomorrow at midnight, if you can find me," he teased and kissed my forehead, walking towards to kitchen.
"I want to know what you got me!" I begged.
"Now why would I ruin the surprise?"
"Fine," I replied in defeat. "Will I love it?"
"I hope so. Do you want anything to eat?" he asked, after my ordeal with Chuck, my bulimia came back and I was better now, but he still worried.
"No, I'm just going to-"
Suddenly Serena burst through the door with a million designer shopping bags. Jared poked his head around the door to the kitchen and raised his eyebrow. I mouthed "boy problems" and he instantly went back to the kitchen without saying a word.
"S, what's wrong?" I could tell that she was slightly drunk and this amount of shopping could only mean Dan problems. She dumped the bags on the floor and collapsed onto the sofa.
"Well Dan's been telling me about a new girl at his office and she's smart and she reads books and she's beautiful," she explained with dramatic hand gestures, "I don't read books!". I sighed and placed my hand on hers.
"You are smart, beautiful and anyone would be more than lucky to have you. Dan loves you. You're Serena and Dan," I joked.
"But you and Chuck were Chuck and Blair and look how that ended," she sulked. His name gave me chills and brought back painful memories I never wanted to relive.
"Dan is different. Stay here tonight and you can go home to Dan tomorrow and tell him how much you love him okay?" I pulled her up and lead her to the spare bedroom. She was my best friend, and even when she was being a stupid, paranoid drunk, I needed to look after her.
"I love you, B," she replied thankfully.
"I love you too," I put her in the bed and quietly shut the door, returning to the front room. "What was that about?" Jared said from behind me with his mouth half full.
"Don't talk when you're eating!" He rolled his eyes. "Just Serena being stupid, where were we?" I smiled.
"Lie with me beautiful," he opened his arms as I lay beside him, resting my head on his hard chest. "I heard Serena mention you and Chuck. He sounds important."
I closed my eyes, "not anymore," I tried to say without thinking about him.
"You never speak about him," he pushed.
"I have nothing to say. Chuck was a big part of my life, he hurt me and he made me stronger. There's nothing more to it," I snapped. I had never discussed Chuck with Jared because he wasn't even worth it. I loved Chuck, and he let me down. Time and time again. There has to be a point when you let go, and Jenny was his last chance.
"Do you still love him Blair?" I couldn't believe the words were coming out of his mouth. Of course I didn't love Chuck so why was I hesitating?
"How dare you even suggest such a thing? How can you even ask that question, as I lay here with a shiny ring on my finger?"
"No I didn't mean it like that Blair, I'm sorry I just..."
"This conversation is over. Goodnight," I stormed off to our bedroom and buried myself under the covers. I heard Jared follow behind but I didn't speak a word to him for the rest of the night.
"Rise and shine birthday girl," I heard Serena's angelic voice wake me as I rubbed my eyes.
"It's not technically my birthday you know," I corrected her, wondering why it was so quiet. "Where's Jared?" I asked scanning the room.
"He said he got called into work early but he'll be back in time for the party," she informed me, "and I'm so sorry for last night, I was a drunken mess."
"It's okay but you really need to see Dan, he's probably freaking out about where you are," I tried to make an excuse for her to leave, I wanted to be alone.
"You okay?" she frowned. She could always tell when something was wrong, and that wasn't always a good thing.
"I had a fight with Jared last night. About Chuck," I sighed.
"Wow, even when he's not around he's still causing trouble. You two will be fine, I've gotta go find Dan, will you be okay?"
"Yes I'll be fine, you go," I fake smiled and jumped out of bed. I wasn't going to let a silly argument ruin my day.
I began to get ready; I rummaged through the cluttered closet until I finally found my dress. It was long and silky, dark purple in color with a one shoulder strap, my father had sent it to me from Paris. I held it up carefully and examined every detail to make sure it was right.
"You're going to look stunning in that," I turned around quickly, seeing Jared leant against the door way grinning. A smile spread across my face as our eyes met and suddenly everything that had happened the night before was forgotten. "I'm so sorry about last night. I should have left it, I love you, I'm sorry," he spoke quickly, I marched over to him and pressed my finger to his warm lips. I pulled his tie off, and started to undo the buttons of his shirt slowly; he realized where I was going and shut the door, kissing me roughly. I tangled my hands in his soft golden hair as he pushed me down on the bed.
Chuck would never get in the way of my happiness ever again.
(Should I continue? R&R! 3)
