Hello everyone! I am beyond relieved to hear that people support my decision to make this in to a story for itself, for those who were excited for the prompt story, do not worry, I am not abandoning it, I just have more inspiration to write this at the moment.

Some of you are asking if this is a Nair story because it's leaning towards it….guys it is only the first chapter. I decided that I wanted to try and write a different romance (a love triangle this time) so this doesn't mean that it is strictly Nate and Blair, to be honest I'm not even sure myself of who'll end up together in the end. So no, this isn't strictly a Nair story and I would love to hear what Dair shippers think of it too because I plan to explore their relationship too. Just keep in mind that this is a new ship for me and I haven't really written a lot of Dan 'till now so I'm kind of nervous for it. I will do my best and hopefully no one will be disappointed. I look forward to your replies:) Enjoy!

They're in the middle of what seems like their first serious discussion about their relationship when her damn phone rings. She is carefree when explaining that it's her blonde best friend calling and rushes to get out. He can tell she's lying. Her voice wavers uncomfortably in her throat as she speaks. For someone who thinks she's a master of scheming, she should really work on her posture when delivering a lie. It bothers him yet he does nothing about it. This is Blair, opposing her in such manner, accusing her of something she claims differently can only end in a series of bad ways. He contemplates going after her, but she is so quick to get out he figures she'll be as quick to disappear. There is no point in forcing her to stay and explain herself, just like there is no point in stalking her.

He sinks deeper in to the couch with his head buried in his hands. Relationships never had it easy on him and this one is nothing if not worst. Anger replaces frustration when he thinks further about the person making Blair act the way she does. There's only one name that comes to his mind and it's a rather unsettling thought that even miles away Nate can be toying with her heart this way. There is no way to know for sure and Dan could be freaking out for no reason like it happened many times before. She only left a few minutes ago so who ever called her must be talking to her still. Without thinking he reaches for his phone and hits speed dial. He should have removed Nate's number for there a long time ago, ever since college started they barely even communicate. A weekly chatter now and then, that's it. He wonders just how often Blair talks to him. These jealous thoughts fill his mind till the point where he isn't able to think straight anymore. He can't establish the connection for a while and when he finally does it beeps quickly ensuring him that his line is occupied. So it is true then. Blair fled out so she could talk to Nate. It pisses Dan off even more than before, when it was all just a doubt. He smashes his phone angrily on the couch and starts pacing around the room. If only she told him Nate was calling. He wouldn't even be mad. It's the lying and the scheming that's getting to him. Dan was the only person she could be completely and brutally honest with no matter what. It is their thing. It is a part of the reason he loved her. To figure out it was a lie all along doesn't sit well with him. He grabs his keys and leaves the dorm room.

''Nate?'' she answers with rushed breathing. She is trying to get to her dorm as quickly as possible, she nervously turns around every now and then just to make sure no one is around. It is paranoid even for her and it's too much, she realizes this and like the biggest idiot keeps acting this way. When she is finally in the room she's grown to call home for the past few months, she relaxes a bit. Her heart still pounds like crazy, she isn't sure whether it's the adrenaline or the fact that he is calling.

''Hey-are you okay? You sound-''

''I'm fine.'' She cuts him off to lay off any unnecessary small talk.

''Good-'' he says and stops himself to think about what he wants to say next. ''-So, remember our last talk?'' because he sure as hell remembers, he thinks of it every night when trying to fall asleep. The sound of her voice, the way she seemed so vulnerable and he wished he could be there like old times and simply have her close. He also remembers their fight. The way her eyes pierced trough him when she swore she hated him. He tortures himself with this every night, he thinks of it as a self punishment for being too weak to admit what he really felt.

''Sure-'' she is uncertain, this could lead the conversation so many different- wrong – ways. ''-what about it?''

He decides to stop fidgeting. It took him more than an hour just to gather the courage to call her in the first place. Wasting his time is one thing, but wasting hers is not something he wants to do any more.

''I'm not going back to New York over the spring break, so I thought we could meet up. The three of us, I mean.'' He says carefully. Blair bites down hard, she remembers their talk well but hoped he is still the same old forgetting self and he would forget their deal to meet up too. A part of her fills with excitement because, oh how she misses him. When you're best friends with someone for such a long time and then you just stop seeing them the feelings don't go away. They linger and are a constant reminder of the pain left inside.

''Did you call Dan?''

He is surprised it's the first thing she asks. He expected her to fidget around and make up a reason for the three of them not to meet up thus making it easy for all of them. But no, she isn't fidgeting and she seems on board. A part of him is happy she wants to even participate in an activity involving him, on the other hand he isn't sure how he feels about the rest of it.

''Umm no, I intended to afterwards. Just wanted to clear things out with you first.'' He says honestly.

''Why is that?''

''I-'' he tries to find a reasonable explanation but none comes to his mind. It is so because there is nothing reasonable when it comes to him and his actions towards her. ''-I don't know. It seemed right.''

Silence falls over them as the realization that soon they'll have to face each other sinks in. Blair figures this is the last place to think about such things, especially when she is vulnerable and he is there to hear it. Desperate to break the defeating silence she dives in to details.

''So, when are you coming?''

Her out of the blue question, which he could have expected, draws them back in to their conversation. Why is it that every time they talk things get so unnecessarily dramatic? He feels like he's stuck in one of those Audrey Hepburn movies she loves so much. He quietly laughs to himself at the memory of her mouthing line after line, her eyes teary and completely focused on the screen. As much as high school brought out the wildling out of her, she retreated to being a lady, which she would always be. Blair is unlike any girl anyone will ever have the pleasure of meeting, soft and silky to the touch, fire on the inside. If only he'd realized that on time, he wouldn't be dreaming of her every night, but dreaming beside her. He shakes the thought away ordering himself to properly engage in their conversation.

''I can leave on Tuesday .''

''Tuesday, next week?'' she grabs her planner, precisely writing everything down. Planning everything out is the first and only thing she can control in this situation. Getting herself occupied will hopefully keep her from going insane.

Her dorm room opens slowly making her that more nervous at the sight of him. Being the one who made things difficult between them she is the first one to call. This time, however, she didn't prepare a speech or even thought about what she's going to say when he finally shows up or how she's going to say it. She seems to mess up a lot when she thinks everything trough, it's time to try something different and simply wing it? If all else fails…

''Hey-'' she plays with the ends of her skirt unconsciously. As soon as she notices she takes her hands away from it. She isn't the one to have nervous break-downs and ticks. ''-you're quick.''

His brow rises in a strange mixture of confusion and amusement. Despite him finding her acting this way sort of endearing he can't get over his anger. He slumps on the edge of her bed, burying his head in his hands to avoid eye contact.

''You said it was important, so-'' he drifts of mid sentence. He can feel the mattress shift and sink when she sits next to him. Her arm accidentally brushes against his and he immediately shifts away. This makes her sigh loudly, she is getting more and more frustrated with him as minutes pass by. One of the things she envied most about him is his ability to stay clear headed and for others to know exactly where his thoughts are. Nowadays she can no longer tell anything.

''Is there anything you want to say?'' she asks straightforwardly. If she wants get the old Blair back she needs to start with little things, forwardness for instance.

He looks annoyed when he shakes his head at her. ''You're the one who said she wanted to talk.''

Blair uses every ounce of self control not to roll her eyes at his child-like behavior, she fails and he catches the little gesture.

''What now?'' he finally breaks, his voice goes an octave higher. She doesn't say a thing but her half frightened eyes staring back at him in disbelief are enough.

''I'm sorry-'' his voice is barely above a whisper as he tries to apologize, he is cut off in the middle of his sentence by her blow.

''Nate is coming to visit next week.'' Her eyes are dead cold as she stares at the blank wall in front of her and delivers her words as if she was reading a death sentence.

Her words sink in and echo through his mind, a sick feeling forms in his lower abdomen almost instantly.

''Just in case you didn't know.'' She adds and trails mid sentence.

''No-'' he says coldly ''-I didn't know.'' His voice gets louder again against his own will. This time she doesn't seem to react to it, only further encouraging him to act on it. He tries to calm himself. At least this time she told him, that's a good thing, right? But if she is being so honest, why did she have to get away just to talk to him? What was so important that he couldn't hear. He is acting childish, jealous, borderline idiotic, yet he can't stop himself. Behind that big intellectual brain of his, he is just a guy. A guy with raging feelings and enough fire inside of him that he could breathe fire.

''I thought you heard from him-'' she starts saying but is cut off by his impatience. Nate said he intended to call Dan afterwards, what if he already did and she is sweating over it for no reason.

''No, not in a while-'' he should have left it there, but the ugly side of his jealousy broke trough ''- but for someone who seems to hear from him a lot more, I'm surprised he didn't tell you that.'' He fires back. Blair responds with an angry frown of her own.

''I knew it-'' she lifts of bed, treating him with one of her accusing looks this time.

''You knew what?'' He finally lifts his head from his hands and looks back in to those furious eyes of hers.

''This is why I couldn't tell you, I knew you'd react this way…the sad part is-'' she runs her hands over her face quickly ''-I had hope that you were different. You know... I kept telling myself not to doubt you because you're not like everyone else.''

''You're the one going behind my back, lying to me for who knows how long and now you're somehow blaming me for it? No, screw that. I don't know why I'm surprised Blair, I really don't.'' He yells. Her breathing gets caught up in her throat, it was only a matter of time for him to explode. Thing have been too good for it to last, she should have known better, both of them should.

''Don't you ever talk to me like that again-'' she yells this time. What is it about her that she always makes sure to keep every aspect of her life perfect, yet people use her like a rag every day and she is okay with it? ''- I'm sorry I didn't tell you about Nate, it was wrong on some level. But so what if I kept it to myself? You never seemed to mind me talking to him before, did you? It is not my fault that you're jealous-'' she shakes her head furiously ''- it only proves that you're made out of the same pretentious flesh like everyone else is. For someone who spent half of his life bashing privileged people, judging them by their vain behavior you're quite easy to be drawn to it. If this-'' she absentmindedly points in his direction ''- is the person you intend to be from now on, we have nothing else to discuss-'' her eyes are teary but she doesn't let herself to be seen as weak and holds everything back. She crosses her arms over her chest. ''-when you decide to be yourself again, I'll be right here. Waiting.'' She emphasizes her last words with heaviness in her voice.

He stares at her quietly, paralyzed by her words for anything else to say.

''Please leave.'' She whispers with weak voice and he obeys without a question. Her entire body hurts when he closes the door without even glancing at her. As soon as the door shuts her face brims with hot tears.

This is shorter than I intended on making it, but I had to stop here if I wanted to post it sooner and you guys have already waited for some time.

Please, please let me know what you think so far. What couple are you rooting for, is there a particular scene you want me to write? All suggestions are welcomed. I'm not sure when the next updated is going to be, it all depends on my free time, inspiration and a little push from you guys! I'll do my best to make it ASAP. Till next update, xoL