Friendly day, turned D-day for B

"Family secret I'll take to the grave," Damon replied simply as he stood up taking Blair's hand, "I'd rather dance with you than talk anyone." Damon gave Blair a smile before leading her over to the dance floor.

"When you put it like that, you sound as if you're being forced to dance with me." she said, raising her eyebrow at him. She placed her arms on his shoulder as she began to move to the music.

"When you put it like that, you sound as if you're being forced to dance with me." she said, raising her eyebrow at him. She placed her arms on his shoulder as she began to move to the music.

"I would have chose dancing with you anyone," Damon replied with a grin as he moved to rest his hands along her waist. "There's a lot about my family and my father you don't know about Blair - that no one knows about it. It's better if it's kept that way."

"You're making me worried, Damon. You know you can trust me, right? I mean if there's anything at all that you want to talk about… I'm here for you." she said with a small smile. Her hands moved to wrap around his neck as she rested her head in his chest. She closed her eyes, feeling his heartbeat. She had almost forgotten the way her heart raced when she was so close to him

"I know," Damon said resting his chin gently on the top of her head, "but I don't want to talk about it. One day, maybe I will just….not tonight."

"Okay" she whispered. Blair knew that family was always a sensitive topic for Damon. He'll talk to her when he was ready. Right now, she decided to just enjoy this dance with him.

"I'm having fun though," Damon said smiling a little. "It's nice to have my friend back you know."

"Me too." she said softly. Friends. That was all they were ever going to be now. Blair sighed as she thought about Damon spilling his heart out to her that night. She had been so scared yet happy at the same time, to know that Damon felt the same way she did. He had been so sure of his feelings for her but it had been too late. A sad smile crept upon her face as she wondered if Damon still felt the same way for her right now.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked pulling back a little. He knew something was going on in that head of hers.

Blair looked up to his blue eyes as she debated whether or not to ask him if he still had feelings for her. She wanted to know, so badly but she knew that if he did, it would change a lot of things. She smiled and decided to just go with, "That night you told me you had feelings for me." She looked away from his gaze, afraid that he'd be able to read her emotions if she stared into his eyes for too long.

Damon watched her, "What about that night Blair?" He didn't know what else there was to say about it. He confessed his feelings and he left. It was pretty cut and dry.

She was about to ask him if he still felt the same way, but decided against it at the last second. "Nothing." she sighed. "I just think about it a lot, that's all." Her heart was pounding and them being so close wasn't helping at all. Taking his hand, she said, "I think I need another drink."

Damon nodded, "Alright." He said as he followed her to the bar noticing how their hands didn't part until they got to the bar.

Damon ordered another drink for himself as he sat down on the stool in front of the bar. He knew Blair was thinking about something and he wondered if she was afraid to say it or afraid of his reaction.

Blair ordered the strongest drink they had. She knew it was probably a bad idea, since she already had quite a few drinks earlier but all these feelings she was having right now was driving her mad and she needed to let loose.

A couple of drinks later, her head was starting to spin as she laughed at something Damon was saying. What that was, she wasn't really sure. "You're such an idiot, Damon." she said, in between giggles. "You're an idiot."