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Anyways, I want to dedicate this chapter to ISA (my bebe)!
and I would like to thank Tatiana for BETAing this chapter! MUAH! Thanks Sweetie!
Chapter-2
Blair remembered the first time that she and Chuck met. It was their first day of 3rd grade and the classroom was filled with students and parents. Her father, Harold, held her in his arms while her tiny arms clung to his neck . She kept looking around the classroom to see if she could find Nate. He was so perfect and she had fallen in love with him the moment she saw him. When she finally spotted him across the room, a huge smile spread across her face. But the smile faded as quickly as it had appeared. Nate and her best friend- since- they-were-babies, Serena, were laughing and tickling each other. Blair had never before seen Nate as happy as he was right then.
She tapped on her father's shoulders so he could let her down. He gently put her back on the floor and looked at her with concern.
"What's the matter, pumpkin?"
Blair didn't respond immediately; she was still staring at Nate and Serena. Now she saw that Nate was trying to hold Serena's hand, but she kept pulling back and giggling. He never tried to hold Blair's hand, and she couldn't remember a time that he'd tickled her. She bit her lip to try to stop the tear from falling down her cheek.
She finally looked up at her father. " Daddy, can I please go to the restroom?"
Harold smiled down at her. " You know, pumpkin, he doesn't know what he's missing. One day you will find someone that deserves you."
Blair smiled weakly up at him and headed towards the girls' restroom. Once inside, she headed straight into one of the bathroom stools, as she locked it she felt her whole body tremble as the tears that she held back were trailing down her face.
After a few minutes, all you could hear was the faint sound of her hiccups. She closed her eyes and tried to compose herself. Was she never going to be good enough?
Suddenly a voice from the other side of her stall stirred her from her thoughts.
"Hey, are you done crying yet? You're scaring all the girls away"
Blair's eyes opened wide. It sounded like a boy. There was a boy in the girls' bathroom?
She opened the stall door immediately and was greeted by a not-so-pleasant face.
"Hello? You're scaring all the girls away….I have been hiding in here for about 10 minutes now." He said with a hint of irritation in his voice.
Blair just stared at him, disgusted. " You do realize that this is the girls' bathroom, right? Unless you are a very ugly girl, then I apologize." she said with a smirk.
The boy began to laugh and smirked back at her.
"Ha! For a cry baby, you have some wit."
"Excuse me, what's your name?" She asked irritated as she pushed passed him.
"Well, if you must know, I am Chuck Bass."
"Chuck? Ha-ha, what kind of name is Chuck? It sounds like a hick name." Blair said smiling as she looked back at him through the mirror.
"Hey! I am no hick, Chuck is short for Charles. What's your name?"
"Blair Waldorf…you do realize you are in the girls' bathroom right.?"
"Well, no shit, Sherlock I was waiting to see if I could see -"
" Woah, no need to cuss." Blair said cutting him off.
" Oh geese don't get your panties in a bunch…or your diaper."
Blair rolled her eyes " Your pathetic."
He seemed to look defeated, but then quickly snapped back. "Well, at least I am not the pathetic one, who's hanging out in a bathroom, crying all alone," he said with a devilish smirk.
Blair's smile quickly disappeared. It was true. He made her sound even more pathetic then she already knew she was.
Chuck seemed to notice that he hit a chord because the grin on his face faded.
"Well, Chuck, it was certainly unpleasant to have met you. If you will excuse me."
With that said, she walked out the door.
"Hey! Wait!." He said, running towards her.
Blair looked back."I am sorry, I shouldn't have said that."
Blair looked at him curiously.
"You don't need to apologize to me, I could care less what you think about me."
"Just. Please. I don't apologize to anyone, ever. So consider yourself lucky." He said, slowly extending his hand out to her.
Blair looked at him then back at his hand. She contemplated for a moment, but then smiled faintly and shook his hand.
"You should consider yourself lucky as well, I don't forgive easily." She said smiling.
"Well I -"
"Save it, Bass."
He just smiled and walked behind her.
:End of Flashback:
"What are you thinking about, Waldorf?"
Chucks voice snapped her back into reality.
"Oh nothing, Just moments I wish I could forget." She said, not looking at him.
Chuck just smiled. He was sure she was talking about that night when he made her his in his limo. Why would you want to forget a moment like that? Chuck looked at her. She was just so gorgeous. So perfect. He hated how Nate would constantly compare Blair to Serena. To him, no one could ever compare to her. No one. He just wished that she could see what he saw.
They stood hidden in a hall way, Blair was looking straight at Georgina's door to her suite.
"So, let me run this through one more time. You and I are going to sneak into Georgina's apartment and do what exactly?"
"Oh, Bass. You really aren't that intelligent, are you?" She asked coldly.
"Jesus Waldorf Calm down, Did you hear yourself in the elevator? I couldn't understand one word coming out of that pretty little mouth of yours." He said leaning closer to her.
Blair stiffened as she felt him behind her. His hot breath against her neck was starting to make her dizzy. She turned around to face him, and Chuck took a step back. He didn't want to be too close to her. Especially with those big brown eyes and hot red lips directly in front of him.
He watched her as she tried to find something out of her purse. In a second, she was holding a key.
"Is that Georgina's key? How the hell did you get that?"
"Oh, I have my ways, Bass," she said before heading towards the doors.
"Wait!" Chuck said. "How do you know she's not inside?"
"Usually, at this hour, Georgina is at Scores, dancing on tabletops. She's not here," she said, slightly annoyed that he didn't trust her.
Blair inserted the key and turned it slowly. At first, she peaked through the cracked door. Just to make sure there were no maids around. When she saw that the coast was clear, she looked back and nodded to Chuck.
She looked around the suite, then looked back at Chuck in disbelief.
"What the hell…"
Blair and Chuck looked around. There was no sign that Georgina or anyone, for that matter, was staying there. The bed was perfectly made, not one crease in the sheets. Blair checked inside the dressers and found that they were completely empty. She walked over into the huge walk-in closet and it was empty, as well.
"I cannot believe this!" She said as she sat down on the bed and plopped her purse down on the floor.
Chuck looked around the apartment once more. He entered the bathroom; it was spotless. Not a tooth brush or loose hair in site. Looks like Whoregina decided to leave NYC early.
Blair watched as Chuck walked out of the bathroom. He glanced at her, but she quickly acted like she was fixated on the wall next to him.
"So, what now?' He asked.
"I just can't believe that her stuff is not here. I mean, she didn't even check out of the hotel. It is like she just disappeared," Blair said disbelievingly.
"Well, isn't that what you wanted? That bitch is gone, what more did you want?"
"I wanted her to pay for what she did to Serena! I didn't want that whore to leave on her own terms, Chuck! Do you get it?!" She yelled.
Chuck watched as she picked up her purse angrily from the ground and started heading out the door.
"Hey, what are you doing?" He asked, trying to catch up to her.
"What does it look like I am doing? I am leaving. There is no reason why I should stay here."
As Blair was turning the knob and began opening the door, Chuck quickly slammed it shut with his hand.
Blair looked at him angrily, her eyes burning into his.
"What the hell are you doing?" She said, holding his gaze.
What am I doing?
"What does it look like I am doing? We need to talk."
"You have got to be kidding me," she said. Once more, she tried to open the door, but Chuck kept his hand firmly against it.
"Let go of the door, Chuck!"
"No."
"Let go of the fucking door!"
"I love it when you talk dirty, Blair."
Blair turned her head towards him angrily. She put her hands on his arm and tried to yank him from the door. Chuck laughed only for a brief second before registering that she was touching his arm. He grabbed one of her hands with his free arm and placed it on his chest.
Blair stopped pulling at his arm and looked at him.
Those eyes would be the end of her.
"What do you want from me?" she whispered. She hated how she sounded so weak, so pathetic.
Chuck stared at her. Her hand was burning his chest, leaving a mark that went straight to his heart. The air around them seemed thinner. Their breathing was coming in more and more ragged.
"I miss you…" he whispered simply. He leaned into her and pressed his cheek against hers. He breathed in the scent of her. A scent that was uniquely Blair. A mixture between lavender, vanilla and something else that he couldn't quite explain. But it drove him crazy.
Blair shut her eyes tightly as she felt his breath against her cheek. She couldn't do this. He didn't want her. He was perfectly clear that night at the bar in the palace. But the way he looked at her just now...he looked so sincere, so honest.
No. Chuck Bass was not sincere. He was not honest.
Blair pulled her face away from his. She tried to get away from him, but his arms quickly circled tightly around her waist. She gave him a look full of anger and could feel the tears forming in her eyes.
I don't want you anymore…and I dont see how anyone else could.
"Let go of me." Her voice choked with the tears she was holding back.
"NO!" he yelled. He held her tighter pulling her against his chest.
"You bastard….you son of a bitch. You can't do this to me," she said, finally letting the tears roll down her face. "You told me you didn't want me! Now let go of me!" she screamed as her arms began beating down his upper back.
Chuck let her hit him, let her scream at him. She called him every name in the book. But what after seemed like forever she stopped. He felt her go limp in his arms.
He finally looked at her. Her eyes were swollen and she didn't look up at him. He let one of his arms loose and held her chin up so she could look at him.
"I can never let go of you," he whispered.
She looked up at him, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"I care about you too damn much," he said finally.
Blair was sure that she felt her heart beating out of her chest. Then she felt it: something fluttering in her stomach. Butterflies.
She didn't know how it happened…or how she let it happen. But he leaned in and brushed his bottom lip against hers. Her mind began spinning, and she circled her arms around his neck when she felt his tongue lick her bottom lip.
They shouldn't be doing this….they shouldn't be together.
But as much as Blair kept repeating these ideas in her head, she couldn't find one reason why that had to be the case.
To be continued...
OK, there it is. There will probably be one more chapter after this. This was meant to be a one shot but that didnt end up being the case.
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