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Blair was pacing up and down her room. She didn't know what to do. She told her mother and Serena of her 'engagement.' She even plastered a sort of fake smile on her face for them. Let's face it, though, she was about to become a princess. That thought secured her a little. In her mind, she already told Dan. And he was so incredibly happy. He wants to move to France with her. And it would be like he was her husband.

But in reality, she hasn't had the strength to break it to him yet, because she knows that he will not react like she wished that he would. It's been two day and she's avoided him, not wanting to tell him yet but also not wanting to lie to him. She had to do it today, she knew she did. So, she was pacing because she needed to go over to his loft and tell him. She figured that waiting longer would only make it worse.

Without thinking, she grabbed her purse and strutted downstairs and out of the lobby, catching a cab. She didn't give Dan any warning that she was coming, she wanted to surprise him. She wanted to kiss him passionately before she gave any sign of there being something wrong, just in case that was their last.

She arrived in Brooklyn sooner than she wished that she would've. She threw some money at the cab driver and slowly made her way into the building. When she reached his loft, she opened the door and walked in. She didn't see him anywhere. She peeked into him bedroom and saw him sleeping soundly.

Not wanting to wake him, she quietly left his room and went into the kitchen, attempting to surprise him with breakfast. About 20 minutes later though, the loft was filled with the scent of burntness and this awoke Dan. "So you ignore me for two day and you try burning down my loft. What ever did I do, Waldorf?"

She saw the sarcasm on his face, but she couldn't find the words to talk. So instead, she walked closer and closer to him, until finally she jumped. He caught her legs, holding her up. And then he kissed her, and she savored it. When they broke apart, she put her head in the crook of his neck, never wanting to leave this position. Why did she agree to do this with Louis? How could she ever be so stupid? "Blair, what's going on?"

She didn't want to, but she jumped off of him and sat on one of the bar seats. "We need to talk."

Cautiously, he walked over to the front of the island, and reached for her hand. He tried intertwining their fingers, but was instantly alarmed by the huge rock on her ring finger. "Blair-"

"Dan, let me explain."

He knew that she was sorry because she called him by his first name. But he didn't care. "Blair, you're marrying him? I thought he was gay!"

Blair flinched a little at the tone of his voice. "He is! He just needs my help." She walked closer to him and reached out to touch him, but he moved away from him. "Just please, let me explain." It took him a moment, but he shook his head, deciding to hear her out. "Yes, I'm going to marry him. But it won't be for long! Only until he's ready to come out and-"

"And what? Do you just expect me to be fine with this? Maybe move to France with you and continue the secrecy there?" For a long while, Blair just stared at him. Her dreams were instantly shattered. "I'm sorry Blair, but I can't do this anymore."

"Dan, please. Please, I am begging you to be okay with this." He chuckled a little, and she took that as a bad thing. She knew that she was being stupid by even thinking that he could put this behind him. She had one more idea. She walked closer to him and planted a kiss on his lips. He didn't respond for a moment, but she didn't give up. When he did respond, she deepened it, pushing him back into his bedroom.

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After they finished, they both fell asleep. When Blair woke up, she had a smile on her face. She really would get the best of both worlds. She would get to be a queen and be with the guy that she really really liked. Maybe even loved. She was taken aback, though, when she turned over to realize that she was the only one in bed. She got up instantly and investigated the rest of the apartment, but there was no sign of him.

However, when she reached the front door, there was an envelope attached to it with her name written on the front of it. She muttered a small, sad "No." before reaching for it and tearing it open.

In messy handwriting, it read:

'Blair,

I don't think you understand how much you mean to me. Within a few months, you've became my better half, my most important half. I don't know what to think of anything that's been going on. There's a part of me that loves you- yes love. I now realize that's it's been from the beginning, from the very first day I ever saw you. You took my breath away, and somehow you still manage to do that. But we can't do this anymore. I want you to be happy. And if being a queen makes you happy, then do it. If being with Chuck makes you happy, then be with him. Only be with me if you feel absolute certainty to do so in your heart. I will always be in love with you, and I wish the best for you.

Love, Dan.'

Blair felt the tears streaming down her face as she read it over and over and over again, until she had the words nearly memorized. She felt defeated.

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When Dan returned to the loft, it was empty. No sign of Blair, no sign of anything but normality. Or at least what he remembered to be normal before Blair came along. He realized that he lost her. If she wasn't here now, she was gone. Off to go get married. Not knowing what else to do, he walked to the kitchen and reached for the vodka, drinking it straight.

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Blair sat in Central Park, not wanting to go home, or anywhere else for that matter. She just wanted to stay in this abandoned place of the park for as long as she could. She needed to gain her composure before the went home. She was supposed to be happily engaged. In fact, in a little over a week, she would be happily married. She wiped the tears away and figured that if she was doing this wedding, she was going to do it right. She pulled out her phone and called Dorota, asking her to meet her. She had a lot to do.

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While standing outside of a floral shop, Chuck spotted Blair, and walked up to her. "I heard the news. It brings a whole new meaning to the name 'Queen B.'" He had a serious look on his face and she tried not to break down right there. She was supposed to be happy.

"Well, I was always meant to be one." She gave a small smile and they were both silent for a moment.

"I knew this thing with Humphrey wasn't real." He said his name with disgust and she flinched a bit.

"Chuck, I really don't want to talk about it." She turned and tried walking away, but he stopped her.

"I will always love you. And when this whole thing crashes and burns, I'll be waiting for you." She stared at him, now feel disgust towards him, and rolled her eyes.

"Goodbye Chuck." She walked back into the florists, greeting Dorota, but her mind was somewhere else entirely.

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After a busy day, she was finished nearly everything. She picked out her dress, with some help from Serena, and everything else was in place. The last thing to do was the invitations. They sat down at the dining room table, with mostly blank invitations in front of them. "So, I think I'm going to ask Dan to be my date for your wedding."

Blair's eyes instantly went wide, and she felt as if she would cry until she couldn't anymore. But she fought the urge and responded to Serena. "I don't think he would be interested in coming to my wedding. We are not friends."

Serena gave her a weird look. "But I miss him. And I love him."

Blair couldn't take it anymore. She felt like the tears were about to come out. "I have to use the ladies room, if you'll excuse me." Serena nodded and Blair practically ran there. She tried to keep this quick, crying as fast as she could. But it just didn't work. After a minute or too, she forced the tears to stop, but they just didn't. For what felt like hours, she sat on the bathroom floor, just letting it all out.

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A few days before the wedding, Dan got his invitation in the mail. He stumbled, already drunk and it was only noon, over to grab the mail. He spotted the invitation instantly and stared at it for a long while, before ripping it to shreds. No, he would not be attending.

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