Authors note: Alright so basically this story is set when chuck leaves blair. With much, much more drama. A mistake sends Blair around the world to find the man she loves.
NOTE: Nate is not as innocent in this story but all is forgiven, as you will find in later chapters. The foursome met when they were five.
Also the whole serena and dan sharing a sibling never happens and Rufus and Lillys relationship is more open now.

I have six nearly seven chapters finished but need a few reveiws to help me in the process.

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You're the closest to heaven that ill ever be
and I don't want to go home right now
and all I can taste is this moment
and all I can breathe is your life
And sooner or later its over
I just don't want to miss you tonight-Iris
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Chuck Bass stared down at the petite brunette angel that lay in a peaceful slumber. He smiled at himself. After 13 years, he finally told her his true feelings. 13 torturous years in watching her and his best friend Nathaniel Archibald being together. Blair Waldorf was everything he could have imagined and more. Unlike Nate, chuck knew what Blair wanted. She wanted a knight in shining armour; she wanted someone that could relate to her in some way or another. She needed to be loved the way she deserved to be loved. Nate couldn't give that to her, because his heart lay on Serena. Serena Van Der Woodsen was the other best friend. Chuck knew that Nate pines over her; just the look in his eyes was enough of an explanation. He never looked at Blair that way. This thought caused chuck to clench his fists in anger. He could have killed Nate, Blair had a life planned out with him and all he could do was screw her over. Chuck took a deep, measuring breath, and reverted his gaze back to Blair.

A smile still lay in place on her perfect pink lips. So beautiful, so peaceful and oh so innocent. Chucks entire body froze. How could he do this to her. After the death of his father, his own emotions were erratic. He walked a very thin line on a precarious rocky cliff. Would he be able to control the emotions that he felt. He certainly couldn't trust them, not at all. He wouldn't pull Blair down with him. He truly did not want to hurt Blair, but how could he trust himself. Something had to be done.

A tear broke through his barrier that was once impenetrable. Charles Bass did not cry very often. It was a very rare thing to happen. The tears dripped onto the page as the pen flowed across. He swiped them away furiously. He hunched his shoulders, leaving the note on the pillow he lay on. Chuck placed a loving, light kiss on the sleeping angels forehead, tucking a chestnut lock of hair behind her ear. Slowly he turned away and walked out of the bedroom door, for what he thought would be the very last time.

A heartbroken Chuck rode down the 57 floors to the lobby. He knew that he couldn't go back. He had to save Blair from the future he would give her. With only 20 floors left, he tried in vain to pull himself back together. Even just to stop crying. One floor left and Chuck had managed to stop the emotion, it wouldn't stay that way for long. He had to go somewhere private, it was building. The bottle that he had put his emotions in would burst. A heartbroken chuck stepped out into the annoyingly, fluorescent lit lobby.

Blinking momentarily he turned into the direction of the entrance doors.

"Mr. Bass. Where would you be headed at two in the morning?" the desk clerk asked in a generic tone.
Chuck merely grimaced and stalked out the front entry. The desk clerk watched the broken, tear stained Chuck continue out to the entry gates.
Chuck shivered as he pulled his Armani jacket closer around him. Standing under the lamp post he pulled out his phone and began tapping in the numbers for his driver and then the numbers for his fathers' private jet.

There stood chuck under the lamp post at 2:02 am in the freezing cold November morning. He closed his eyes lightly, leaning on the post. The memory came back to him as fresh as it had of been only yesterday.

Chuck bass stood on the edge of the building.
A very drunk Chuck bass that is.
He wasn't sure how to fell at that moment.
So he just felt the anger.
The anger made him bring the bottle to his lips once more.
Losing his footing the bottle he was drinking out of fell to a crash.
"Opps"
"Chuck!" Jack his uncle called from behind.
Chuck lost his footing again.
"No! You idiot! You don't surprise someone that's standing of the edge of a building" Chucks heart jumped momentarily as he heard HER voice.
The voice of an angel.
"Chuck come away from there lets go down and enjoy the party" jack suggested.
"I was at the party, im not really that into it" Chuck slurred.
"Chuck your father wouldn't have wanted this"
"Dear old dad. Fortunately all I knew was what he didn't want..Which is me" He turned to the city below.
"IM CHUCK BASS!... … … And no one cares"
"I do. Don't you understand. Ill always be here. I don't want you going anywhere. I couldn't bare it. So whatever you want to do to yourself.
Please don't do that to me" Blair held a tiny hand out to him.
"Please" she begged.
He took her hand in his as she helped him down.
He dropped His head onto her neck.
"Please" she whispered.
"Im sorry" Chuck said holding her tight, afraid of letting go.
"Its okay" she pulled his head closer comforting the broken man she loved.Chuck pinched the bridge of his nose. He had never felt at more of a loss than now. He had finally lost everything he held close to him. Although his Father and he didn't get along the way they should have, it still hurt Chuck. Even more than he was letting on. The only other person that meant more to him was Blair and still is. He snarled under his breath. He regretted the choice, but he would not go back. Blair's life was shining bright she had such a future ahead of her. Chuck saw nothing but the endless procession of days that meant nothing to him. He would wallow his pain in booze. To completely lose tack of time, like he knew it would.

A sleek black limo pulled Chuck out of reverie. The driver opened the door for him. Chuck looked up at the hotel for the last time, the tears fell freely.

"Blair Cornelia Waldorf, I will always love you" he whispered at no one as the limo drove off into the distance.