A/N: Well, the need to write anything Dair-related was irresistible after re-watching 1x04...
Disclaimer: I don't own the pure awesomeness that is Gossip Girl, sad, I know.
i'll stand by you
by shirley bassey
(cory monteith, glee cast)
Come on and talk to me now
Hey, what you got to hide?
I get angry too
But I'm alone like you
He knocks insistently on her dormitory door, his pounding fists causing her framed initials to shake. He doesn't care about that, and starts knocking louder. When he vaguely hears the sound of someone retching, he walks in without the slightest hint of hesitation, running to the bathroom door quickly.
(Because Serena once mentioned Blair and bulimia in the same sentence.)
He finds her leaning back against the bathtub with tears running shamelessly down her unhealthily flushed cheeks and her Armani dress was wrinkled and his knees buckled at the sight. At that exact moment, he was sure that he was the only person that was neither Blair's friend nor family member that ever saw her so utterly broken.
(He didn't know whether to be honored or scoff.)
Feeling a strange wave of deja vu, he went and sat next to her with a sigh, no longer feeling the itching need to tell her 'I told you so' which was the only reason he'd gone to pay a visit in the first place.
Because she didn't believe him. Because, instead, she chose to do the good girlfriend thing and trust Chuck. Even after he told her that aforementioned bastard wasn't the problem, that she needed to watch out for his uncle. But no, she insisted that Chuck wouldn't ever get caught up in a mess involving Jack ever again. And then she slapped him and flipped her hair carelessly over her shoulder, walking off in her green Manolo heels, never looking back.
And here she was, finding out that she should've listened to good ol' Humphrey-Dumpty. Because the asshole that she undeniably still loved got sucked into his uncle's scheme and broke her heart.
(Again.)
She looked at him, acknowledging his presence for the first time, wide chocolate gaze boring into his own. "You were right," she whispers, her voice somehow managing to break with every word. She was glad that even when she was a mess, Dan didn't pity her or try to sympathize with her, because it's what she least needed at the moment.
Dan accepted her. Accepted the fact that she was human, and that, yes, she did have a heart, and it could be broken.
"I know."
She gives a strained chuckle, and her face crumples up and her lower lip trembles and she grabs at his chest, her fingers clinging to the fabric of his shirt, desperately wanting something, anything, to hold on to.
His jaw sets and he gulps before awkwardly embracing her, feeling the tremors of the sobs racking through her small frame. He wryly thought that, two years ago, when they first met, she was disgusted by the mere idea of standing two feet next to him, and now she was clutching at him like he was her lifeline.
(So yes, he was right. But he finds it's the first time he wishes he wasn't.)
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