A/N: Alright people, I'm back! Every one of you seen the latest episode? HAHA.
A few side comments before you read:
1. WHY WAS THERE NO BLAIR – CHUCK SCENE?! UGH. Hopefully next episode they put in SOMETHING right?!
2. The title of the show was the Blair Bitch Project, why was it all about JENNY F-ING HUMPHREY?! I understand that perhaps the episode was supposed to justify Jenny's side and make us all understand why she does the things she does but… GOD. Bitch. I understand her and feel sorry for her but God, she does not have to make a 180 degree change and bitch about town. WHATEVER. Her life. Don't care. She'll fall sooner or later.
3. Rufus! Poor, poor Rufus! I feel so bad for him! God. Jenny. So ungrateful.
4. Chuck! OMFG. I felt so bad for him too! S just went a little too far with the whole "You disgust me Chuck! How dare you involve Eric in something like this! No wonder you're friendless and girlfriendless, even your father expects the worst from you!" Ouch. That scene and the one with Bart were the most painful scenes ever in that episode. Yes. Even more painful than Jenny's trauma-rama with her dad.
5. Blair. No matter how much she bitches around town, she's still at the losing end. I feel so bad for her too. Second only to Chuck. She's really struggling and those copy-cats, no originality girls are just so f-ing mean.
6. Georgina. In the books she's just INSANE. People, just read it. It's actually entertaining. VERY different from the show, but hilarious entertaining no matter what. Can't wait till the next episode. Hope they put a Blair Chuck scene in.
7. Favorite quote: S – "Okay. Compliment me. Tell me my hair looks beautiful." Beat. B – "But your hair looks disgusting…did you even shower?" OMFG. Hilarious. Blair is so cute!
Okay enough. Enjoy the story.
"Where in the world have you two been?"
The two girls froze at the doorway at the sound of Lily's stern voice echoing through their ears. They looked at each other, both thinking of an excuse that would explain their tardiness.
The Vander-Bass family was now lounging on their living room couches, a signal that dinner was officially over and that they were merely spending some 'quality' time together. There was even a pianist playing soft, classical tunes for them while waiters served them with champagne and desserts. It was like a mini-dinner party.
Only Lily could pull off something like that and still look un-ridiculous whatsoever.
Serena and Blair stood before them now, and everyone's heads were turned to them. Chuck had been whispering something funny to Eric only moments before he now directed his attention to the two tardy 'delinquents'.
Well his gaze was more directed on the brunette he sort of had a crush on again, but whatever.
"Well?" Lily continued as the girls remained silent at Lily's earlier scolding.
"CAKE!" Serena suddenly exclaimed as she finally got an idea with the box of cake she held in her hands. Blair whirled to her with a WTF look. Coz, uhm…No that wasn't exactly the excuse she was thinking of.
Lily and everybody else had the same look at Serena's exclamation.
Suddenly Blair felt shoulders heavy at the weight of her best friend's arms. She was still weak from her earlier relapse but she tried not to show it though by exuding a look of annoyance at her best friend's heavy touch.
"Blair decided to surprise me earlier by giving me cake for my birthday." Serena rushed out. Blair's look of annoyance turned into that of okay-approval. Well it wasn't the best excuse…
…"I had a taste of it and then my stomach hurt and then I was throwing up all over the place!" Okay now, maybe it was.
Blair continued Serena's 'tragedy cake problem'. "It was so horrible. I had to clean up all the mess and nurse Serena a bit. I am so sorry, Lily! I had no idea their cakes were so…" Blair conjured up a disgusted look. "…bad."
Serena caught Blair's eye. "Thank God Blair was there or else I wouldn't have made it!" Later on, they would definitely high five each other at their public display of absolute drama.
Chuck's eyebrows rose at their story, Eric and Bart just gave out a look of concern and Lily was just absolutely horrified.
"Well if that's the case, thank you Blair." She then turned her attention to Bart. "Perhaps we should be more careful with whom to get the cake from."
"Of course." Bart said simply.
Blair and Serena finally seated themselves among the Vander-Bass family. Blair caught on Chuck's gaze and immediately turned her attention elsewhere. The kiss and her earlier relapse were still lingering in her mind and now she was face to face with the cause of it all, she just felt like running home and back into her bathroom again.
Thank God, Serena was there to hold her back.
A waiter served them some champagne and Blair grabbed one and downed one in an instant. Chuck just watched her with intense amusement.
Serena turned to her concerned. "You sure that's -"
"I'm fine." Blair interrupted.
Another waiter came, this time not holding any champagne or deserts and small foods, but a huge package, wrapped beautifully in a silver gift wrap and huge golden bow. It was a gift. And he held it out for Serena.
"Oh! For me?" Serena turned to give Blair a look. Blair just smiled in glee. "Thank you."
"Happy birthday, S." Blair smiled, quite happy for her friend.
"Who's it from?" Eric asked.
"I don't know…" Serena happily giving a pointed look to her best friend, clearly showing that she thought the gift was from Blair. "I wonder what it is…Something glamorous from a fave top designer?"
Blair furrowed her eyebrows and shook her head in denial. "Uhm…No, S. That's not from me. Your gift from me is coming tomorrow along with everyone else's. Maybe it's from Dan."
Serena shook her head, no as well. "Dan, already gave me his present and he's planning to give his other present tomorrow."
Chuck interjected. "Brooklyn had enough to get you two presents? Can't say I'm shocked."
Blair turned to glare at him for ruining another wonderful moment while Eric laughed with him.
"That's enough, Chuck." Bart's menacing voice rang out and sternly meeting his gaze. And that was enough to silence his son. Blair was quite amazed at his father's power over his son. Chuck never feared or bowed down to anyone. Except Bart, she realized now.
Blair turned back her attention to her best friend who was now opening the mysterious gift, curiosity filling her. Actually, everybody's attention was now turned to what could be the contents of the mysterious package. Surprises like this were always welcome, especially if they were good ones like…
Okay…not like this…
Blair stared frozen-shocked and wide-eyed at the contents of the package. Whoa…
"Porn and handcuffs?" Serena's voice raised in anger. She turned to Chuck furiously. "Really?" Showing all the stuff to him and then slamming them back into the box.
What the fu -
"Wow…" Blair was downright speechless.
"Oh my." Well Lily eyes were definitely popping out by now.
Serena stood up and threw the package and its contents in his face. "This is low, Chuck! Even for you."
"What?"
No freaking way did he send that package, people! When would he have the time to do so anyway?!
But Serena stormed out angrily before Chuck could say anything else in defense to himself.
"I didn't send this!" He exclaimed as rid himself of the package by throwing it out of his hands and on to the table. He now turned to Blair since Serena left. Surely, she'd believe him.
But all she had plastered on her face was a look of disgust at his 'supposed' actions. She glared and shook her head in absolute disapproval.
Shit! What?!
This time it was Blair who raged at him. "I thought you changed, Chuck. We talked about this right? I thought we were okay now, remember?" She stood up and grabbed the disgusting contents. "I can't believe I was so wrong…AGAIN!" She yelled to his face. And he just stared wide-eyed at her now. WTF?! "I'm throwing this out, this is trash. And Chuck…just stop it okay?"
And then she stormed out, following the footsteps of her best friend.
Everybody else was dumbfounded.
Seriously, he didn't send it!
God.
He took an angry bite at his desert, completely pissed now. Great. Now he was back at being non-speaking terms with Blair…AGAIN. Just exactly how she termed it. That coming along with a side dish of humiliation in front of his new family.
No! He didn't send that stupid package! Why couldn't anybody get that?
Right because he was the King of All Porn and Sabotage. Great.
Whatever.
He really didn't give a rat's ass anymore what they thought of him.
And no, he wasn't planning on apologizing this time to Blair.
Because this time, it really was not his fault!
Damn it.
"I wasn't able to tell her my announcement." Lily's voice rang out in a regretful tone.
Chuck just rolled his eyes.
Like hell he cared.
Well the butterflies were still fluttering furiously in his stomach, so guess that meant he still cared.
"S!" Blair yelled as she ran after her best friend. "Stop!"
Tonight really was full of drama and despair.
Well at least she wasn't the only one who was going to be experiencing a tragedy birthday, Blair thought as she remembered her own birthday filled again with drama and despair. One thing different was the man that caused Serena ruin now was the same man who salvaged her ruined birthday and made her happy for the rest of the night. That led to her downfall of course but not exactly the point right now.
Serena rounded on the brunette chasing after her. "What do you see in him?!"
Blair immediately froze.
"He's an ass! I can't believe you ever held feelings for him! He ruined you! He's screwing me over! I hate him for trying to screw us up every single time!" Serena was now really yelling. They were back on the streets now as Serena decided to completely walk out of her new household and go all the way down to the ground floor.
Take note, they came from the penthouse, top floor of the thirty plus, plus, plus floors of the New York Plaza.
"I trusted him. But I was wrong!" Blair replied with not much strength of voice level as her best friend's. "I was so wrong…"
She bent her head down in shame, thinking about the kiss that had only taken place early this morning. It was a happy moment, a beautiful moment, Blair finally admitted that fact to herself. But Chuck always found a way to ruin moments like that and that was why she never allowed herself to actually like it and admit it to herself.
Like now…Yup. That porno package was definitely all Chuck's doing. It had him written all over it. And she was so, so stupid for ever believing in him again.
"He kissed me."
What?
"What?" Serena's own anger completely washed away with a new anger at the latest revelation.
"He kissed me." Blair emphasized so that Serena would get it.
Before she could say anything else…
"We made up last night. He apologized and so did I. We were okay. And then we spent the night together, on the hood of his limo, just watching the stars and the city. We didn't do anything. We just spent time together in peace…"
Blair's eyes held that faraway look again as she remembered the night before and all the kinds of feelings that conjured up inside of her as she laid beside the man who was supposed to be the greatest ass to her. It was the best night of her life ever. And the best morning to be followed after that.
"We slept there too. And woke to watch the sunset. It was so romantic, S. If it were you and Dan, you'd be feeling the same way too. And then, I don't know I wasn't thinking right and then he kissed me and I let him…"
"Did…" Serena carefully asked.
"No! No. Nothing happened. I stopped. And he actually agreed with it! It was so unlike him! He was so nice about it. Even I couldn't believe it. He drove me home and that was that." Blair returned back to reality. "But now…this…
"I thought he could change…"
Serena moved to hug her dearest friend. Outside, she was always bitching about town but really, she was only protecting herself from being hurt and being vulnerable. People like Chuck gave her every reason to hold up her high defenses and cut out people.
Oh yeah. Serena really hated people like Chuck.
"People like Chuck can't change, B. I'm so sorry." She hugged her friend even tighter, hoping she wouldn't have another relapse soon. God, she hated Chuck for always hurting Blair. She was slowly dying, Serena could see. Blair was really struggling so hard. And Serena didn't know if she would be strong enough to pick up the pieces for Blair.
Serena hated Chuck.
No amount of hatred for another person could ever be compared to her hatred for Chuck. If Blair had another relapse because of this, Serena was definitely going to get back to Chuck, starting off by kicking his ass.
"Come on, B." Serena pulled away. "Let's have our own treat. Let's go out, have the night to ourselves! Because I am not going to let anyone else ruin this birthday for me and you're going to have a proper dinner."
Blair smiled gratefully at the idea. She needed a break. They both did.
Well what the heck, why not? She wanted to escape, go wild and crazy and who better to do it with than her own best friend?
"Let's go then."
And with that, the girls ran away from Serena's hell house, taking the night for themselves, not caring about anybody else except themselves.
Oh yeah, they'd definitely make it on the cover of Gossip Girl by daybreak.
They'd returned to Serena's new abode by early morning, around 1 am. They had the time of their lives. The night was theirs; dinner at Butter, drinking – well that was more on Serena -, talking and laughing about the silliest things, pigging out with cakes and ice creams, dancing in the hottest clubs of Manhattan and just having a complete girl's night out. It was just like old times really. Before the drama, before Serena left. This was how it used to be. Fun and simple.
It really had been a form of release on both their parts and they were just upset that they had to call it a night and head back home.
Serena was drunk, of course.
After much convincing, Blair had managed to get Serena to drink something. It was her birthday after all. But Serena sort of overdid it or Blair just didn't drink much due to her condition and so here she was, Blair Waldorf, slowly dragging a passed out cold Serena up the flight of stairs and painfully baby-sit her. Blair didn't mind though, not really. After all Serena had done for her earlier this evening, this was the least she could do.
As soon as she tucked Serena in her bed, Blair finally made time for herself, taking a quick shower and freshening herself up for bed as well.
But as soon as Blair, slipped on her night dress, she didn't really feel sleepy at all. She was quite restless at this time and wanted to devote a few more activities to herself. It would definitely make her sleep sooner or later anyway.
She was about to make her way down the stairs of her best friend's new home, until she heard the whispers.
She stopped.
And her feet slowly found a mind of its own, making her travel to where the whispers were coming from.
Curiosity always got the best of Blair Waldorf anytime, anyway. And since she was restless, she might well go for the eavesdropping thing right about now.
Her feet made her stop in front of a door that was slightly open ajar, someone apparently did not bother closing it and from the male voices she heard, she could only assume that this door belonged to none other than Chuck's.
Her curiosity grew even more and then, she made herself peek through the door.
"…almost ruined things for me and Lily once before." It was Bart, Blair realized. "I'm not going to let that happen again."
There was beat and Blair could see Chuck's dumbstruck face. "What are you talking about?" He said. He almost sounded like a little boy again. Blair's heart almost went out to him. Almost.
"I'm talking about that little vulgar stunt you pulled at dinner."
Oh shit.
Chuck took a deep breath, trying to control his anger. He couldn't do an 'I don't want you anymore' speech like he had to her at the bar, this was his father he was talking to.
"I didn't send Serena that package." His voice was slowly rising now. The whole breathing thing wasn't really working. "And quite frankly, her violated Virgin Mary act is getting pretty old."
Okay. Well maybe he could still do that 'I don't want you anymore' speech with the tone he was going at.
Bart gave it a moment as he sighed. Blair could tell that he was about to blow something in Chuck's face and he was seriously conflicted whether to do it or not. He avoided Chuck's eyes as he said…
"I thought making you my best man would help."
Suddenly Blair wished she hadn't eavesdropped. It felt as if Chuck had been invisibly slapped. And the air was just full of tension. If either of them realized she was listening to their private conversation, they'd have her thrown out to the sharks. But here she was now and she couldn't seem to move her suddenly frozen feet.
"What is that supposed to mean?"
Oh God…Walk away Waldorf, just walk away!!
She stayed put. She really couldn't move anymore.
Chuck…Oh my God…
"Inspire you to value my own happiness above your own childish agenda." It seriously felt as if someone was lashing out knives at her instead of Chuck. God, that hurt.
Chuck remained silent, finally looking down, trying to hide the hurt and anger that flashed his eyes. Blair gulped in pain for him. She knew exactly what position he was being put in right now. She'd been in there countless of times with her own mother.
And that's when she realized that maybe Chuck didn't send that package to her best friend, albeit it had his trademark written all over it.
And then Bart carried on with more knives…
"Things seem to be working out for you in your club, Victrola…"
Oh no…
Victrola meant almost everything to Chuck, Blair knew. It had been going great for the past month, after their harsh encounter, so she'd heard so far. Oh no… Now was really the perfect time to just walk away. Really. That wasn't so hard to do, right?
Chuck's eyes slowly moved back to his father's profile, hanging on to every word the man drawled.
"…would like me to invest more in the place, so you could have more control…" His father pointedly looked at his son. She knew where this was going and all Blair could feel was cold from where she stood. No wonder she couldn't move from her spot.
Oh God, the man just would not stop!
"…in exchange for good behavior, of course."
Another long pause and Blair almost wanted to scream out from where she stood.
Oh my God.
"You're bribing me?" Chuck finally uttered. Disbelief, anger and hurt etched his entire profile. She had never seen him like this before…Okay fine, maybe last night but this was completely different. So, so different from last night.
Bart remained emotionless as he said, "So we have a deal then." It was not a question.
And that was when Blair finally ran from her spot and down the stairs. Even as she sped away, she could still hear the painful silence that would surely ensue between father and son from above.
Her eyes filled with tears for Chuck. She understood. She did, she really did. And she felt so guilty for yelling all the stuff at him earlier.
God, she was such a stupid bitch.
She had out for the kitchen and tried to find away to erase what she had heard earlier. Her gaze flickered at something and breathed a sigh of relief.
She needed a drink.
And she didn't care if it was going to be bad for her health.
She'll just cook something or whatever. It would be a nice, efficient way to forget what had just transpired in the room upstairs.
You should've just walked away Waldorf.
Ugh.
He could hear the sound of an angelic voice singing and could smell the aroma of delectable macaroni and cheese coming from the kitchens as soon as he made his down the stairs.
Chuck began to make his way there, wondering who in the world besides him would still be up at a time like this. He was absolutely sure it was none of his new family members. He didn't even want to bother thinking about them now.
So imagine his surprise when walked into his kitchens to find Blair Waldorf, twirling and spinning happily in song as she mixed and spun ingredients and everything else he would never understand in the art of cooking. It looked like as if she did this everyday, here in his territory.
He stood dumbfounded and rooted to the spot as he watched Blair, in nothing but a nightdress that hugged her figure, cook macaroni and cheese and sing beautifully some slow song he'd never heard before.
"…There's something about the way you take my hand…
It's like I never touched…a man…"
Whoa. That was a high note she held perfectly.
She sings and cooks?
Wait. This was so bizarre. Was he dreaming? No…He was certain he was still reeling from the pain his father inflicted on him just moments ago. So…this wasn't a dream. But it seemed so surreal. Because this was Blair Waldorf, dethroned Queen Bitch of all, singing and cooking in his kitchen.
Not that he didn't find it adorable and sexy.
Whoa, did the butterflies have a great reaction on him, seeing Blair's different side that was so…different. This was just beyond his wildest imaginations.
"It's a beautiful thing, you make me laugh out loud…
And when you hold me, I feel more and more a… OH MY GOD!"
Blair finally whirled around and saw the last person she wanted to see right now. How long had he been standing there?! Damn it! Her cheeks immediately reddened at the sight of him and at the thought of him witnessing her in her most unlikely moods. Her doe-eyes were nearly about to pop out at the sight of him and she really looked like a tomato right about now.
Perfect.
He just smirked at her. She really wanted to shove the heating pan in his face. The nerve!
"Please don't stop on my account." He simply said, infuriating her even more.
"What the hell are you doing here, Bass?" She turned away from him as she continued her cooking, her little happy moment officially ruined thanks to him, King of Ruining All Things There Was.
"Actually, this is my house and my kitchens so I guess I have every right to be here and should be asking you that same question." He didn't even know when she got back in from her walk out earlier but he wasn't about to question her that. The smirk was still on as he slowly neared her. Ugh! Blair thought, frustrated. He was such an ass!
"I couldn't sleep." Blair nevertheless muttered, annoyed.
That stopped Chuck from advancing towards her and got him thinking. Surely, she and her bitch of a best friend had spent the night out and probably got in about an hour ago. He calculated the time she'd nurse a supposed drunk Serena and the time it would take her to freshen herself and since she couldn't sleep, she'd have to make her way down the stairs, meanwhile passing his room and…
Great. She overheard them.
"Done!" Blair exclaimed quite happily in his opinion. Yup. She definitely heard them. Chuck, despite his ill thoughts, smiled to himself as he watched her carefully pour her macaroni's in a bowl. How'd she find that anyway? He wondered briefly. She looked so cute, so unlike her usual Blair-self, so very... alluring with her new mysterious habit he had no idea she had. 12 years of friendship and he did not know about this? Wow. He must have been really out of his head all these years.
She tiptoed to opened a cabinet above her, carefully getting two plates, two forks and one more champagne glass, since she already had one for herself. And as Chuck watched her fix the 'table setting', he realized that the other plate was for him.
No way. He was really dreaming. Who was this girl and where was the Blair Waldorf he knew?
Blair Waldorf was never this thoughtful. Maybe only to Serena but he was far from the blonde princess and they both knew that.
But there it was, the macaroni, the plates, forks and champagne glasses, ready and waiting. For the both of them. He gulped, trying to fight back what felt like tears about to come out, for never had anyone bothered to show him this kind of thoughtfulness all his life.
Who'd have thought Chuck would break at the smallest things possible?
And Blair Waldorf was the last person he'd expected to pull off this endearing thoughtful act, given the record of all the bitch-y stuff she pulled on him and vice versa. So…whoa.
She sat on a wooden stool and genuinely smiled at him brightly, silently offering him to come sit next to her and have a midnight snack with her.
Chuck momentarily looked away from her beautiful face and gently said, "You heard us, didn't you?"
The smile was immediately wiped out from her face. How did he - ? Oh, what the heck.
"I didn't mean to." There was a long pause. "I'm so – "
He held up a hand, silencing her.
"It's fine."
No. It wasn't.
Blair pushed on. "I'm really sorry for all the stuff I said earlier, then." Another pause. "I believe that you didn't send that package to Serena. I'm sorry it took me awhile to realize that."
Chuck just nodded silently, taking in her words from where he stood.
Blair turned to gaze at her baked macaroni, suddenly not feeling all that hungry anymore. Suddenly, she felt him quietly sit beside her and all the tingles in her spine just started rushing out.
"This had better not be poison." He commented. Blair rolled her eyes.
"Please. Far from it."
But she still looked on anxiously as he took a bite. After all, he was the first one other than Dorotha, her parents and herself to ever taste her cooking.
"I have to say. This is…exquisite, Waldorf. Never thought you had it in you." And then he continued putting in more macaroni into his plate and munching onto them like a hungry little boy.
She breathed relief that he liked her cooking and smiled as she quietly repeated his actions.
"You sing too?" Chuck asked intrigued. "You have an amazing voice."
"Chuck Bass, is that a compliment? My, oh my am I surprised." And then the real Blair he knew came right back. He smirked in response. There was a slight moment of silence.
"No."
"No what?"
"I can't sing."
"I heard you." He rolled his eyes. "Why didn't you tell anybody before?"
"Coz I'm not that good and I didn't want to humiliate myself during dinner parties when people would be requesting me to sing…" She responded as if that was the most obvious answer in the world. "Besides it's like my own little private thing, like my own secret little world, you know? Please don't tell anyone okay? It could be our own little secret. Please?"
He simply nodded. He understood. Who better? They were alike in so many ways.
But…
"The world deserves to hear you, Blair."
She gazed into his eyes then, trying to figure out what game he was playing now. But he wasn't. And he was just being downright honest, vulnerable with her like he was with his father earlier, like he was last night, like he was on her birthday. He really did see through her. Why did she not see those deep brown orbs before? She was really an idiot, to think that he was not worth the time of the day. Nate would have never encouraged her like this.
Nate had never made her feel this way. Confident and happy with herself. Although Chuck had the ability to make her feel the opposite way as much so as Nate could, he still made her feel other things too.
"Thank you."
They silently ate their baked macaroni, both feeling quite happy, forgetting about all the bad stuff that had happened to them separately this evening.
"I could get used to this." Chuck suddenly spoke up. Blair turned to him, wondering what he would say next.
"If you were my wife, I'd have nothing to complain about ever again."
Wow…
Blair was knocked out by then...speechless...breathless… To hear such a declaration from him so unlike him…it was…it was… Oh God…She had no idea how to describe it…
It was so out of the blue, leaving her completely shocked and completely speechless against his words. And now, he was gazing deep into her. Oh wow… She felt like melting…
Her heart was racing…her legs were trembling…Oh my God! What was Chuck Bass doing to her?! He wasn't even seducing her at the moment!
He was just being downright honest and…dare she say it… sweet…
She cleared her throat, not wanting her voice to hitch at a moment like this. Oh God, she could feel her cheeks reddening again and Chuck Bass kept staring at her and she had no idea what he was thinking.
Finally, "Well you never know right? The future's a blur…"
She lowered her eyes and bit her lip in heated embarrassment.
"Blair?"
She looked up, quite afraid of her own feelings now. "Yeah?"
"Don't do that."
"Do what?"
He lifted a finger to her, pointing to her face. "That."
"Oh."
But she did it again anyway, lowered her eyes and bit her lips. She didn't even notice that Chuck had moved even closer to her.
"Blair?"
She looked up again. Oh my God. He was so close to her…
She gulped, feeling her heart hammering in her chest. She was afraid he'd hear it.
"Yeah?" She drawled out shakily.
And then before she even knew it, he grabbed hold of her and kissed her passionately.
Was it possible to feel heaven on earth? Coz if this is what death felt like, well she'd definitely want to have a go at that!
Suddenly, she was on his lap, kissing him back with the same fervor he was. She just felt so alive right now, as he held her so tight and as he kissed roughly but still being quite as gentle as he could be. It was only Chuck Bass who could pull that kind of magic especially when he was kissing her, being rough and gentle at the same time.
She felt his hardness against her and by gods did she just want to continue this passionate forever and ever.
But...
"Stop." Unfortunately, she couldn't let it get any further. Not here, not now. If she was feeling anything special for this guy, she wanted her next time with him to be special as well.
She tried to pull away but Chuck muttered a soft 'no' and continued to kiss her, hungry but teasing, soft but wanting more. She kissed him back too but...
She giggled against his lean form. "Stop, stop." She finally managed to pull away from his wanting lips but he still held her tightly on his lap.
"Why?"
Blair smiled and gave him a sweet kiss on the lips. "Because I have to go..." She made a move to get out of his arms, but he wouldn't allow it.
"Not here, Chuck. Not now."
"My bedroom's just upstairs..." He drawled before he kissed her again.
She just laughed and punched him lightly on his arm. "No, no!" He pulled away from her again and gazed into her eyes, wondering why she was stopping. "I want to be sure with you this time around. I need to trust you again. I can't give anything to you if I don't completely trust you...please..."
She finally managed to get out of his arms and off his lap.
Blair gave him another sweet kiss, making him growl in frustration because she was so irresistible and he just wanted more.
"Goodnight, Chuck."
She gave him another short kiss and finally made her exit out of his kitchens.
Seriously, he could definitely get used to this.
To be continued...
I'm sorry. I couldn't resist! There were no Chuck - Blair scenes in the new episode so that's frustrating. So I wanted to input some stuff in. HAHA. Hope you guys like it.
No I don't own Gossip Girl. If I did, Chuck and Blair would have more scenes together, Jenny would die and Blair would bitch slap Georgina's face out of town (coz G seems like the kind of bitch who's bound to screw everything up again).
Reviews are welcome. I missed you all! Can't wait till next episode! Hopefully they finally throw in a Chuck and Blair scene and make them get together at last.
Coz you have to admit, they're just perfect for each other. :)