Don't Be
Hi, this is a new story...yeah. I'm not going to tell you to reveiw(please plase reveiw!) I DIDN'T SAY THAT, IT WAS THE DEVIL ON MY SHOULDER.
Chapter 1
"Blair…" Chuck whispered hoarsely. He knew even with her inebriated, she wouldn't forget this moment. "Blair, I'm sorry."
That sure caught Blair's attention. She had to try a few times to get her neck to move. Somehow, her thoughts coming from her brain couldn't travel to the nerves in her neck. "For what?"
He wouldn't look at her, and instead supported himself with his elbows, propping himself up. He looked over her freckle free shoulders. "I know you didn't want your first time to be with me."
Blair raised herself up, much like he did. "Don't be." She smiled timidly.
Chuck tried hard not to show his emotions, always faked indifference. Somehow, it was always hard doing that around Blair Waldorf. His face contorted into kind of a grimace and a strained smile. Blair thought it looked cute and real. But she had to go now. She sat up, and put on her silk slip. She had no idea why she wore that under her mother's dress. Maybe she thought that Nate giving her his family heirloom was a silent gesture, indicating they could…you know, be together.
She exited the car, careful not to look back. It was just instinct, to throw him a glare or a playful smirk. But she didn't feel vivacious, or sexy. She did not feel like Blair Waldorf, being with Chuck Bass. She felt powerless, stripped away from her rank. I mean, it didn't take that much work getting to the top. She was Blair Waldorf, but succumbing to him, letting him actually touch her skin, she felt that she had lost. Everything was a power struggle, of who would knock someone off their pedestal first. She knew that she had made a mistake, because to be thinking this clearly, she certainly wasn't that drunk. So she couldn't even fake being heavily sedated with alcohol when he would tease her about it tomorrow.
She reached the floor she pushed, and the doors opened, to be greeted by the luxurious marble floors, and Ionic columns. Dorota was nowhere to be found. She leaned against the wall, and thought about what just happened. That was when she realized she actually liked being with him.
Damn.
A/N~ So, I hope you liked it. I know, it's short, but still. I was too tired from walking all day, and peering at maps. But, yeah.