"I can't believe you kissed her! She's my best friend!" Blair growled at Dan, brown eyes alight. The two were standing in the den and unknown to them, Chuck and Nate stood against the door, eavesdropping.
"You kissed Nate!" Dan shot back, face red, from anger or embarrassment, she couldn't tell.
"He kissed me!"
"So kissing him back was your way of fighting him off?" Dan retorted, shaking his head at Blair. "You accuse me of having a fling with Serena so you turn around and kiss Nate? You're such a hypocrite!"
"Me, a hypocrite? Oh I'm sorry, Mr. 'You're never around so I have to spend time with Serena', was she the one that kissed you? No! Fuck you Dan." Blair spat, on the verge of slapping him. There was no way she was going to be the bad guy in this.
"Who are you?" He asked quietly, staring at her intently. "You're not the girl I fell for."
"Looks like you're not who I thought you were either." Blair's voice trembled as she looked away from him. "Face it, Dan. We were never really supposed to be together." Her voice was oddly calm as she spoke to him, looking as if she would crumple to pieces any second now. "You're the nice guy and I'm the bitchy Queen B. Besides, I think its obvious you like Serena."
"So that's it?" Dan murmured, staring at his feet. "We're just..over, like that?"
"Yeah, I guess." The words escaped from her mouth as if she were barely aware of herself saying it.
"I'm sorry." Dan offered, trying to pull her into a hug. She relented, turning and shaking her head.
"Just go be with Serena."
He sighed, walking back over to the door. With one hand on the knob, he murmured those same words again. "I'm sorry."
Blair watched him step out of the door, leaving her. For once, revenge wasn't on her mind. Just the sorrow she knew had been building up for quite a while. It wasn't even the fact that her and Dan were over. It was just that she lost everything to Serena.
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Chuck strode into the room, carrying a mug of hot chocolate for Blair and a nice tumbler filled with scotch for himself. "Blair," he greeted, handing her the mug.
"So we're back to first names, Chuck?" She smiled, taking a sip of the warm beverage. Delicious. "Anyway, thank you."
"For what?" He drawled, actually smiling for once.
"For being here. For bringing me hot chocolate."
Chuck nodded, sipping from his own glass. "I heard about you and Dan."
"I know. You were eavesdropping."
He froze, his game up. "How?"
"Next time you're on a secret mission, Bass. Don't choose Nate as your partner. Him complaining about you stepping on his foot kind of ruins it."
Chuck rolled his eyes, drinking more. "What can you expect? Its Nate." He pursed his lips, enjoying the buzz the alcohol gave him. "So are you and Nate together now or what?"
Blair shook her head, scooting more up on her bed. She hugged the covers around her, enjoying the warmth. "No, I'm not ready for a relationship. After all, I just broke up with Dan twenty minutes ago."
"I understand." Chuck murmured, looking down in the amber liquid in his glass. "Well if you ever need anything, I'm here." He swaggered over to the door, a thin smile across his face. "Oh and by the way, don't blame Serena. Its not her fault."
"Thanks Chuck." Blair murmured as the door closed, leaving her alone. With a cup of hot chocolate. And a package that looked suspiciously like poptarts by her door.
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Dan opened the door to his room, surprised to see Serena sitting on his bed. She stood immediately as he entered, twisting her hands into knots. "How'd it go?"
"Come here." He reached for her, pulling her into a tight hug. He burrowed his face into her shoulder, inhaling the scent of her shampoo. "Can I ask you something?"
"Anything."
"If you had to choose, would you rather have Blair hate you or would you rather have me?" He asked carefully, his eyes skimming her face for a reaction. "I want you to answer me honestly, Serena. Please."
"Blair is my best friend, and our friendship means a lot to me. But the thing is, Dan, when you kissed me today, I felt like something..woke up inside of me. I want to be with you, Dan. Blair will just have to deal with it."
"Are you sure?"
Serena nodded, eyes locked on his. Then before she knew what was happening, his lips were on hers, his arms wrapped tightly around her once more. Her hands made their way up to his hair, tugging gently on his curly locks. They fell back against the bed, his lips trailing kisses from her jaw to her neck.
Her arms shifted, moving to the hem of his t-shirt, pulling it up and off. She reached to kiss him again, but as she did so, he pulled back, a frown on his face. "What's wrong?"
"Serena," he gasped, smiling down at her. "I like you a lot. I don't want to rush things."
"What are you saying?" She murmured, a smile spreading across her face.
"I'm saying that I don't want you as a rebound. I want to do things right. I want you to be my girlfriend."
"If that's your way of asking, then yes." She giggled, leaning up and pecking him on the lips.
"You're so cute," Dan laughed, pulling up the covers around them.
She laughed, her hand resting on his cheek. "Look who's talking."
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Nate stood under the shower, the water pounding on him. There was nothing more relaxing than a steamy hot shower at the end of the day. He pushed back his hair, eyes closing as the water attacked his face. As he did so, he didn't hear the shower door slide open, revealing a girl wrapped in nothing but a towel.
Alerted somehow, Nate turned, blue eyes widening as he saw the girl standing there, the towel in a crumpled heap on the floor. "What are you-"
"Shh," she stepped into the shower, pressing a finger to his lips. "Enjoy the moment, Natie." With that, she pushed him against the wall, pressing her lips against his.
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I bet you all hate me for screwing with the couples like that haha. Remember that you won't expect the couples at the end. Review and tell me who you think the girl with Nate is!