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Author : Laura (alwaysbluex)
Summary : Dan/Blair/Chuck triangle. Chuck wants Blair to say those three words, Blair wants to get Chuck without saying them, and Dan, well he's getting in between them.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or gossip girl.
A/N: So I love Dan and Chuck equally I've decided. What's better than a love triangle. I know you love it, don't deny.
I'm still writing We Started Nothing too. I just thought it was time for a new story.
No Beta. All mistakes are my own. I apologize.
ALSO - slight spoilers from 2x08. Nothing huge though.
Blair walked around the courtyard slowly, eyes scanning the crowd for a glimpse of long pale blonde hair. She needed to take Chuck down. No way was Blair saying the words he couldn't say to her, to him. It made absolutely no sense. She didn't love Chuck Bass. What she wanted was friends-with-benefits. Just like he had wanted before.
She couldn't, wouldn't, say those words to him. Unless having her heart broken again was what she wanted. He had broke her heart, way too many times. Not that she would ever admit it. Love just can't function between the two of them. They both care about themselves too much, and have hearts colder than ice most days.
Serena was no where to be found, she sat down at one of the tables in the courtyard that looked the most sanitary. She smoothly pulled her cell phone out of her purse and furiously began texting. So busy was she, that the looming shadow over her was one she didn't see.
Blair looked up startled. "Jesus Cabbage Patch. Stalking me too now are we?" she spat.
"Blair, never a pleasure." he chuckled.
Blair sighed, securely putting the cell phone in her chanel bag, and then looked at him with her "I'm a bitch, don't fuck with me." smile.
"Like wise. Again I ask, what do you want?" Blair said, head cocked to the side.
Dan sighed, running his hands through his hair, and quickly took a seat across from Blair.
"I know you and Chuck are kind of, well close?" he said, half asking, half stating.
Blair rolled her eyes. "We aren't close. He won't, well he won-" Blair paused. "Why am I going to tell you this."
Dan grinned. "I don't know. What were you going to tell me?"
Blair shook her head and took a small sip of her now cold latte. "Never mind. What do you need me to do Chuck?"
"Nothing, surprisingly. I'm writing this story, and well. I tried to rack into Chuck's brain. Find out what makes him tick. But we ended up getting thrown in jail in the process. Then he found out about the story. Basically he will never trust me again. Not, that he ever did. Which is why I could use your help." he rambled.
Blair muffled a laugh in her hand. You and Chuck, hanging out? Wow, hell really has froze over." Chuck didn't want to sleep with her, he was spending time with Humphrey, caring about Vanessa and that pathetic speak easy. Where was the old Bass she knew, and well, didn't love. But tolerated.
"Indeed." Dan nodded. "But, he found out about the story and now he is really out to get me."
Blair twirled a piece of her chestnut hair. "How does this involve me exactly?"
Dan edged closer to Blair. "Who I'm really interested in writing about is Bart. He could be a story worthy of writing."
"Yes, but Chuck wouldn't want you prying into his family affairs, and Bart? Seriously. That man has one facial expression and is duller than those pants you chose to wear today." Blair rolled her eyes in disgust.
"From what Chuck did tell me, he seems deeper, and more dark than what he shows."
Blair nodded. Memories of sixth grade rushed back. Chuck had been caught fondling Georgina in a closet at school. He was suspended for it. That night, he arrived at Nate's with bruises, and scrapes. She was there of course. He had asked to stay the night because Bart had lost control and slapped him. At that age Blair was disgusted by Chuck, but still felt sympathetic towards him none the less.
Blair shrugged. "I can't help you. Chuck wants nothing to do with me."
"Are you serious?"
Blair narrowed her eyes at Dan. "why yes, I am. I practically threw myself at him the other night, but he refused to sleep with me unless I said … those words." she blurted out, wishing she thought it over before telling him.
"You can't get Chuck Bass to sleep with you? Wow, hell has froze over." he laughed nervously.
"I'll just ignore him. Let him see what he's missing out on. Then he will come crawling back. Begging for me. Begging for me to please him" she smirked.
Dan cringed at the thought of this. "Okay. But you know you shouldn't ignore him completely. What if he finds another girl and starts going after her. Make yourself unavoidable, flaunt yourself in front of him."
"My my, Humphrey." Blair said slowly. "I hate to admit it, but that just might work."
Dan nodded. "It will. Trust me, I know."
Blair looked at Dan, and gave him a smile that showed she wanted something.
"What do you want Blair?" he sighed.
Her smile grew bigger. "You want to find things out about Chuck's family, I want Chuck to scratch my itch that cannot be scratched."
"Okay, okay enough." Dan interrupted, shutting his eyes tightly. This only made more mental pictures, so he opened them slightly.
"Humphrey. I know you can scheme, and you're a terrible liar. It's a good thing. Don't be ashamed. It took me years to perfect. But you, you're a natural born liar."
Dan looked at Blair, confused as hell. "How are going to both get what we want, but come out unharmed?" he questioned out loud.
Blair huffed. "I don't know. But I'm getting more desperate by the second, and Blair Waldorf doesn't sport desperate fashionably."
"Humpty dumpty." Chuck drawled, taking a seat beside Blair.
Blair gave a look to Dan, saying keep your mouth shut, and then turned to Chuck.
"Come crawling back already I see." she smirked, smug satisfaction written all over her face.
"Funny Blair. But I won't be pleasing you unless you let me know how you feel." he smirked.
Dan wished he could get up and leave this disturbing conversation. But it was like a car crash, or a scary part in a movie. You just have to look.
Blair grinned sweetly and looked Chuck right in the eyes. "I thought I did?" she questioned. "I'll never say those words to you Chuck Bass." With that she grabbed her books and left the table, trying to walk away with some dignity in tacked.
"Bitch." Dan muttered. Now Chuck's attention was focused on him. Dark eyes, burning his skin. His pocket began to vibrate.
"Meet me at my house. 7. Don't be late. - B"
Dan shook his head. This wasn't going to work. They couldn't stand each other. What was the point of even trying? He could do this without Blair's help he decided. Then he looked up and realized Chuck was still across from him. Starring.
"What?" Dan questioned.
"Why were you talking with Blair? You hate Blair." he questioned back
Dan shook his head. "Why do you care? Is it love, perhaps?" Dan knew he hit a nerve, because his mouth went straight, and his eyes became even colder.
"Watch your back Humphrey. I'm not done with you yet."
Dan watched him walk away. "That's funny, neither am I." he muttered to himself. He then went back to the text message. What the hell. Why not try? Hopefully they didn't kill each other.
"B! I've been looking for you everywhere." Serena said, slightly out of breath from running to catch up with her.
"Funny, so was I." Blair said. Her mind was crowded with thoughts of Dan and Chuck.
"Want to come over for dinner?" Serena asked. "We're having your favourite."
Blair stopped, as did Serena. "I made other plans for tonight. Could I another time?"
"Of course." Serena said, flashing a smile.
Blair raised her eyebrows. "What has you so chipper?"
Serena's cheeks turned a scarlet red. "I met a guy. A really amazing guy."
"Funny, that's what you said about Humphrey."
Serena narrowed her eyes. "B. Hump-, I mean Dan is a good guy. Just not the guy for me." Serena shrugged. "Doesn't mean we can't be friends, right?"
Blair shook her head. "I don't know S."
"You're friends with Nate and Chuck. Correct?" Serena questioned, arms crossed.
Blair shook her head sadly. "Not like we used to be. Especially Nate, everything around us is tense and forced. I wish we could be friends, but I don't see it happening. And Chuck, don't even get me started. Something is wrong with that Basshole."
Serena chuckled a bit, being the blonde she was. "I know what you mean. I haven't seen any call girls around the house in the mornings. He seems, a bit sad. You know?"
Blair sighed. Was it because of her? No, it couldn't be. Even if it was, it doesn't mean she should have to say those words to him.
"I offered sex, he declined. Not my problem." Blair said quietly and began walking again, picking up her speed.
Serena's mouth slightly gaped open at that statement. "What? Why would you offer? And why would he decline?" Serena asked, genuinely interested.
Blair rolled her eyes. "He wanted me to say-. Well, he. He wanted me to say I loved him. Which is ridiculous because I don't. No one can love him. He makes it too difficult."
Serena's eyes saddened. "I think that's the one thing he wants most. Anyways B, I have to run, family dinner's are Friday's and well, I should go." She gave Blair a tight hug, and walked away before she had a chance to respond.
Love was the one thing she wanted most too. But with Chuck, it wasn't love. Just lust. The feeling of body heat against one another. The comfort it brought her at night. She huffed to no one in particular and went on her way. Dan better show tonight, she thought bitterly. The truth was, she didn't know what she wanted. For the first time in her life she was stumped. Chuck had so many hidden layers. She needed to discover them all.
A/N: I'll be making chapters longer than before. So, how did I do? Review and let me know. Thanks :
