Still here we are
Both of us lonely
Longing for shelter
From all that we see
Why should we worry
No one will care girl
Look at the stars now
So far away
We've got tonight
Who needs tomorrow
We've got tonight, babe
Why don't you stay.

-Adapted by Finn&Rachel

Blair looks up at him, he can see through her indifferent expression to the concern laced in her eyes and she says, "Jealous, Bass."

He smirks at her, "Waldorf I was only concerned for people of this bar considering he was practically groping you. You wouldn't want that on Gossip Girl would you?"

"Bass if I really cared about what was on Gossip Girl would I be standing with you?"

"Oh Waldorf do not play that game with me being in my presence is a true gift."

"As if Bass you know there is no one who hates you more than me."

"There is one exception."

She rolled her eyes, "Bass, I am the last person you should be groveling to."

"Groveling? I beg to differ, I was thinking more along the lines of something else entirely," His hand slowly slid to her lower back, "Something much more fulfilling…"

She grabbed the edge of the bar to steady herself; the feel of him was just so intoxicating…she knew she could not resist him for long. With what self-control she had left she rolled her eyes and said, "If only I was that easy Bass, but unfortunately for you I have a prior engagement."

He huskily replied, "Waldorf you and I both know you are that easy, last week you were all too willing to spread your legs open for me."

"A lapse in judgment that will never happen again."

"It sure didn't seem that way when you were panting in my ear screaming my name."

She turned a bright shade of pink and looked around with the poise of a Waldorf to see if anyone was looking at them. Blair was all smoke and mirrors. She hastily whispered, "I really hate you."

He looked at her with an almost amused expression, but for a second she could have sworn she saw something that looked to be pain flit across his face and for the first time all night they made eye contact. And they saw the same thing reflected in both of their eyes. Pain, hate, hope, lust, and maybe just maybe something more. At that moment they both knew they were thinking the same thing. The day they met.

Perfection. Blair Waldorf prided herself on the ability to control every aspect of her perfectly groomed life. She dated the perfect boy, had the perfect grades, she was the perfect socialite with her ever so charming parties and polite small talk. That is until she met Chuck Bass and it was all shot to hell.

Chuck Bass, even the name felt scornful to say. He was ever parents' worst nightmare, every girl's perverse fantasy, and the boy every guy secretly feared. He was the epitome of a dark prince. But even Chuck Bass had exceptions. Serena Van der Woodsen, Nathaniel Archibald, and Blair Waldorf were his exceptions. Serena and Nate were always beautiful, always shiny, but most of all always golden. They shined so bright that everyone else just seemed to float in their presence, but as time soon showed even the golden boy and girl have expiration dates. Then there was Blair Waldorf. Now she was the one who always intrigued Chuck. He precisely remembered the first time he saw her. They were six years old and he watched her in her perfectly matched, black Mary Janes, Lili Gaufrette dress, and Marc Jacobs Headband, hit Penelope Shafai with a book because she wore brown boots with black tights. Even then in the back of his mind he knew he wanted her, headband and all.

Blair always wanted her fairytale. She wanted a prince charming to sweep her off her feet and make her feel like she was the most beautiful girl in the world. Too bad fairytales do not exist because in a perfect world Nate and Blair would be a match made in heaven and Chuck and Blair would be a match made in hell. However, why is it hell seems just oh so appealing to Blair?

*End of flashback*

Blair was the first to look away and one second seemed like a million as she picked up her purse and stood up and began to walk away.

Just before she reached the door he called to her, "This is not over Waldorf."

He could have sworn she looked at him and smiled.

A/N

Hi guys so I hope you liked this chapter. So I feel like I could take this story in several directions one I could make it after Chuck did not go with Blair to Tuscany, two it could be after their first breakup in season 3, three Blair could just be beginning her relationship with Louis or four it could be completely AU and I could bring back the boy from the bar in the beginning and develop a plotline loosely based on the series events. Let me know what you guys think. I love, love, love review so pleaseee review. It would really make my day! Xoxo Kat