We were both young when I first saw you. Close my eyes and the flashbacks start I'm standing there. On the balcony of summer air...
Chuck Bass. How can two words make a person feel this way? As Blair Waldorf leaned back on the bench she sat on, she couldn't help but remember the first time she ever met Chuck Bass...
"So what charity is this for again?" Blair asked her parents as the limo came to a halt. She was wearing an Eleanor Waldorf original, strapless splashes of shades of grays and browns cut diagonally over layers or black tulle. It was absolutely stunning of course. "It doesn't matter what charity it is, what matters is who is going to be there seeing you wear my design!" Eleanor snapped at her. "I knew I should have given it to Serena" Eleanor mumbled. Harold gave Blair an encouraging smile as he helped her out of the limo. "You look very beautiful" he whispered in her ear. Blair smiled. In all her 15 years, no one had ever been able to cheer her up like her Daddy could. Eleanor was busy shouting in French on her phone, so Harold took Blair's arm and led her into the ballroom. The ballroom was entirely gold and ivory. Very classic. All around her swirls of color glided around the dance floor. When her father went to find her mother, Blair spotted Serena and Nate not too far away. Serena spotted her and started calling her over, smiling and waving. Serena looked gorgeous. As usual. She wore a strapless, peach-colored Dior Couture gown with a floral pattern on the bottom and top bit. The daytime to her night, Blair couldn't help thinking as she compared the two gowns. Nate stood there quietly as usual while Serena went on about how she was table dancing in Hungary a few days ago. Blair smiled and nodded when appropriate, but couldn't bother to be interested in the blonde's meaningless tales of sluttiness. They were only 15 for God's sake! She was secretly disgusted by her friend, but loved her anyway. It was then she noticed someone starring at her. He was different than the boys she usually saw at these events. He was dark and mysterious, with intense brown eyes that seemed to stare into her soul. He was also devilishly handsome. Not obviously attractive like Nate, but in a more sexy, alluring way. "Who is that?" she asked, cutting Serena off. Serena stopped and looked. "That's Chuck Bass. You probably haven't seen him because he usually can't be bothered to attend these functions. His father is Bart Bass, head of Bass industries. I can't imagine why he's here tonight. Normally he would be...occupied".
"Occupied? What do you mean?" Blair asked.
"Oh, it's really not that important. Come on; let's go see if we can get the bartender to give us some champagne". As if he would need persuading.
Blair took one last look at the mysterious Chuck Bass before following her friends.
I see the lights see the party the ball gowns. I see you make your way through the crowd you say Hello. Little did I know...
The swirling colors and lights were beginning to dizzy Blair. The whole thing was so routine. Serena got drunk on champagne, Blair and Nate got her into a cab, and Nate left to get high with his buddies. Leaving Blair alone. For the 3rd time that month. She just wished something would happen. As if her secret wish had been heard, she felt and hand rest on her shoulder and she whirled around. There before her, was the boy who'd been starring at her earlier, Chuck Bass. "Hello" he said. "May I have this dance?" he offered her his hand as waltz music started to play. 'You waltz?" she asked him raising an eyebrow.
He smirked. "That, and so much more". Blair took his hand and he led her out to the dance floor. "Chuck Bass by the way, in case you didn't know already".
"Blair Waldorf" she said in response.
"Oh, I know who you are" he smiled at her. The smile sent butterflies through her stomach, which was stupid she told herself, you've just met him.
When their dance was over, Harold came up and grabbed Blair's arm. "Time to go now sweetie" he said with an edge to his sweetness. "Oh Daddy, just one more dance?" she said looking at Chuck. He smiled at her. Her father frowned. "No" and he pulled her away. Blair looked back apologetically and shrugged at Chuck. Bart then approached Chuck. "Blair Waldorf, really son? I can handle those random whores you think I don't know about, but she is one of the elite. You can't touch her".
"It's not like that Father" Chuck stated firmly.
"Whatever the case, I think it's best if you stayed away from her" with that, he left Chuck alone.
"Daddy, why were you so rude to... Chuck" she said his name lovingly.
"Blair, I am going to be very clear on this. You are never to see that boy again".
Blair's head snapped towards him. "What?! No! I want to see him again! Why not?"
"There will be no further discussion on this" Harold said with finality. Blair slumped in her seat and stared out the limo window.
That you were Romeo you were throwing pebbles, and my Daddy said Stay away from Juliet! And I was crying on the staircase begging you please don't go...
Blair sat at her vanity brushing her hair, unable to get Chuck out of her mind. She had never felt so strongly about someone in her life, not even Nate, whose attention she had been secretly trying to steer away from Serena for years. All she knew was, she wanted to be with him, but apparently, that was impossible. If it was her mother who had made the command, she would have probably ignored it. But she loved her Dad, and always wanted to please him, so she sat and stared into her reflection, trying to sort out her feelings. Just then, she heard a tapping sound on her window. She opened her window and saw Chuck Bass standing, throwing pebbles at the bottom, roses in hand. Her heart fluttered at the sight of him. She gestured to him that she would be right there. She quickly threw on a robe and snuck down the stairs to the elevator. Her parents were having a rather loud argument in the other room, so she doubt they heard the ding. When she reached the bottom, she scurried across to the door, where she saw him waiting outside. She flung herself into his arms and he held her tight. It just felt so, right to be there. "Chuck" she said after a moment. "I'm not supposed to see you. My Dad has forbidden it, but I can't stay away from you!"
He nodded in understanding. "My Father said the same thing, but I can't stay away from you either. I've never felt so strongly about a person in my life".
"Me neither" she said. "Do you want to come inside? It's cold out here".
"Do you think that would be ok?" he asked nervously.
"My parents will never notice. They're having a...discussion. A rather loud one".
He nodded. "Ok"
He put his hand on the small of her back as they made their way to the elevator. When the elevator reached Blair's penthouse, they snuck quietly up the stairs. Her parents were still going strong. She led him to her bedroom, though seemed to be a bit embarrassed about it. "This is probably our safest bet at not getting caught" she said quickly.
"Of course" he said smirking. She was adorable.
"So, tell me about yourself" she said sitting on the edge of her bead, and patted the spot beside her. He came and sat next to her.
They talked for hours, about anything and everything. She told him about Serena and Nate, and the pressures of being Queen B, and he told her about his father not caring much for him, and how he hopes to run Bass industries some day. The told each other things they had never told anyone before. When they finally came to a pause in their steady stream of conversation, he turned to her and smiled. She smiled back, and leaned in to kiss him. When their lips met, something magical happened. Fireworks went off, but it was more than that. It was the absolute perfect true loves kiss. They didn't even hear the doorknob creek. They stopped only when they heard a loud gasp. They both turned their heads to see Harold Waldorf starring at Chuck, anger in his eyes. "What the HELL are You doing with my daughter!" he then proceeded to yank Chuck up by his hair. "Daddy no!" Blair cried trying to help Chuck, but her Dad shoved her off. "Do you know who this is?!" Harold spat at her."Do you know what he does, what his reputation is?"
"What? Daddy stop let him go!"
"Oh so you don't know! You've never heard of Chuck Bass, notorious womanizer? Oh he's known all around the Upper East Side for bedding pretty much any girl who comes into his line of vision."
Blair was stunned silent for a moment. "What?"
"Yea that's right. And apparently, YOU were going to be his next victim!"
"Blair, no please, you've got it all wrong! I'm not-" Chuck tried to get out.
"Save it! You're coming with me!" Harold yanked him out of Blair's room.
"Wait, were you using me, telling me those things, just to get me to SLEEP with you!" Blair said, the heartbreak evident in her face.
"NO! I swear. What he said is true, but I promise it's like that! Blair, you're different. I told you I've never felt this way before. Please, I would never use you like that. Please believe me!"
Blair smiled a bit. "Oh Chuck, I do believe you" she put her arms around his neck, but Harold yanked him off down the stairs.
"No please!" Blair cried following them. She stopped in the middle of the staircase. "Don't go please!" she yelled. When the elevator doors closed, she sank to her knees. "Don't go" she whispered again, and she put her face in her hands and let the hot tears roll down her face.
Hi everyone. This story has been brewing in my head for a while now. I really hope you like it. I will post the links to Blair and Serena's ball gowns soon. Reviews are simply lovely.