A/N: I got a few questions regarding who's going to be with who in this story and after a lot of thinking, I finally decided that, well its going to be a surprise lol. It'll be unexpected though, whatever hints I'm giving off in this could be a future couple or could not be. You won't know till it hits you lol.
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"So, do you think we could maybe snowboard into the town or something?" Nate muttered, eyes trained on the slope.
"We could, but we'd still be stuck here. I mean, the roads are closed. We can't get anywhere and the blizzard just died down. It could come back." Dan said, handing Nate his plate. It was lunch time and they had all gathered in the living room.
"What about jets?"
"Bass, there's a blizzard. No jets." Blair muttered in Chuck's direction, nose turned up at the sight of him.
"B, he was just throwing out ideas." Serena defended him. She was getting so tired of their bickering, it was everywhere she went.
"When did you start being on his side?" Blair's eyes narrowed, nostrils flaring.
Dan sighed, one hand on Blair's shoulder. "Blair.."
"Whatever. I'll be outside." She moved away from Dan, her fork clattering as it hit the plate.
"Well that was pleasant." Chuck muttered, eyes focused on the brunette. "Relationship trouble, Humphrey?"
"Just the ones you're causing." Dan grinned, shaking his head. "You really enjoy bugging her don't you?"
"Of course." The young Bass drawled, his smirk plastered in place. "Now do you want to get her or shall I?"
"Be my guest."
As Chuck stalked off, Serena scooted closer to Dan. "You know, you're not being a very good boyfriend."
Dan sighed, rubbing his eyes. "I know, but you know, Blair and her mood swings. I don't think I can take it anymore."
"Have you guys ever noticed that like, whenever Blair goes off somewhere Chuck goes after her and Serena, when you go off somewhere pissed off, Dan follows you." Nate said, brow furrowed. "I think I should follow someone when they're mad."
"Right well, since everyone left and Serena and I cooked, looks like you have to wash the dishes. Sorry man." Dan quickly stood up, pulling Serena up with him.
"Thanks guys." Nate called sarcastically, starting to grab the other plates.
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"Blair?" Chuck called as he crossed his arms across his chest. Christ, it was cold out here. He walked forward some more and finally spotted the brunette. Blair was lying on the hammock, wrapped up in a large coat. She seemed oblivious to her surroundings and the snow swirling around her. He had never seen her so lost.
"Hey Chuck." She murmured as he sat down next to her, rocking the hammock.
Hm. No insults. Something was definitely wrong. "I came here to see if you were alright. I know I can be a jack ass sometimes, and I'm sorry."
She smiled at him, curling into his side. "Its okay. Its not really you thats bothering me."
"Is it Dan?"
Blair nodded, biting her lip. "Ever since we've been around Serena, he's being so different. Like he's into her and not into me anymore."
Chuck nodded, at a loss for words. "Dan's stupid if he likes Serena more than you."
"You don't have to lie for me, Bass." She scoffed as she turned her head away.
Hm. Back to last names. "I'm not lying." He put his right hand over his heart. "Honest. Serena's too..bubbly and eager."
"Thought that was what you liked best." She shot back, unable to hide the smile.
"I like a challenge." He murmured quietly. "Hey, how about we go inside? Its freezing out here and I don't think you want to be sick."
"Sounds good." She let him help her off the hammock and followed him where they saw one of the funniest things they had ever witnessed. In the kitchen stood Nate Archibald, his arms and his chin covered in bubbles. Chuck and Blair took one look at each other before bursting into laughter.
"Look its Santa." Chuck choked out between fits of laughter.
"You two are so funny." Nate muttered as he scooped up a handful of bubbles. Slowly he walked towards the two and shoved the bubbles into Chuck's face. Nate took a look at the scowl on Chuck's face before scampering out of the room as fast as he could.
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"So how come you didn't want to go get Blair?" Serena sat on Dan's bed, propped up by his many pillows. He sat across from her, shrugging.
"I think the excitement that came from dating her is coming to its end." He said, scratching the back of his head.
"You don't like her anymore?"
"No, I do, but at the same time I don't." He frowned to himself before finishing. "I mean, I like Blair, but I like someone else too. I can't keep being the perfect boyfriend to Blair if I don't love her, you know?"
Serena nodded, playing with the comforter that was covering her. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah," he said after a moments hesitation. "But that doesn't mean I'm going to break up with her. I don't know, I'm just so confused."
"Hey," she leaned towards him, one hand on his knee. "Its going to be okay. And if you ever need someone to talk to, I'll be right here."
He smiled, pulling her into a hug. "Thank you." He murmured into her shoulder. As Serena's arms encircled him, he breathed in, smelling the strawberry shampoo she always used. "You're the best friend a guy could ask for."
"No problem." She muttered, her eyes shutting once she heard the word 'friend'. That was exactly what she didn't want to be labeled as. Giving him another tight squeeze, she pulled back, wondering if his feelings for her would ever change.
As Dan opened his mouth to speak, they heard a knock from outside. "Come in," Dan said instead, sighing.
A grinning Nate Archibald stepped in the room. "Hey, Chuck, Blair and I are having a snowball fight. You two wanna come?"
Before Dan could answer, Serena had bounded up from the bed, a grin plastered in place. "Sure, let me just go get my gloves."
Nate held the door open for her, watching her go. "Damn," he muttered, walking towards Dan. "Serena's way too good looking."
"Do you like her?"
Nate shrugged as he pushed his hair away from his face. "I guess. I mean, its not like I'm ever going to date Blair since you two are so tight. And Serena's hot. I don't know. Should I ask her out?"
Dan reached into his suitcase, and pulled on a pair of black gloves. "Maybe."
"Hey, can you find out who she likes?" Nate asked suddenly, blue eyes lighting up. "I mean, you two are tight right?"
"Me."
"Yeah you. Who else?"
"Nate, I meant me. As in she likes me." Dan said, tying his scarf around his neck. "Sorry."
"Oh," the light diminished from Nate's eyes as Dan clapped him on the back. "Well, if you and Blair don't work out, I'll be here."
"I'll be sure to tell her that." Dan chuckled.
"Oh are we bonding?" Serena's giggle floated into the room as she stood in the doorway, one hand on her hip.
"Nah, just devising a way to beat you, Chuck and Blair in the snowball fight." Nate smirked.
"Wait, why am I on Chuck's team?"
"Because its girls vs. boys." Nate deadpanned, trying not to laugh. Dan stood beside him, 'coughing' into his hand. The two boys turned to each other and burst out laughing followed by Serena.
"Well aren't you creative, Archibald?" Serena rolled her eyes. "Now are you coming?"
"Yes mother." Nate muttered, walking out the door.
Dan laughed, following. He bumped hips with Serena, smiling at her. "You're going down."
"You wish, Humphrey." She smirked, getting on her tip toes to whisper something in his ear. "Loser cooks dinner." She whispered, her lips grazing his cheek as she returned to her normal height.
"You're on."
"Are you two coming?" Nate asked impatiently, reappearing.
"Right, yeah." Dan quickly shuffled out the door, leaving it open.
