Dan's mouth falls open and the sound of silverware dropping and hitting the plates is heard. She does not care what anybody thinks because her blood is boiling and she's on the verge of throwing a croissant at Serena's head.
"I think I should leave," Nate says and he begins to stand up and off the chair.
Dan stands up as well and he grabs her arm to lead her into the living room, but not before Blair gets a hold of a sausage and throws in Serena's direction as Dan is pulling her.
They reach the living room and Dan is standing in front of her with his arms crossed over his chest.
"What the hell was that," Dan asks.
She folds her arms across her chest as well and lifts her chin high. "I don't have to answer to someone who is just as disgusting as her."
She notices him looking a little nervous and it's obvious his throat is tightening.
"Do you have feelings for me?"
How is it possible for him not to know how she feels?
"Didn't you read my email?"
He looks at her quizzically. "Which email are we talking about here?"
Blair's eyes shut as she gathers everything in. It all comes to her and only makes her more irritated. "Serena's manipulating you and you're just letting her get away with it."
"I don't care about Serena. I care about why me sleeping with Serena bothers you," he tells her.
"I care because you're mine Dan," she shouts, and she can hear the echoes of her voice due to the quietness surrounding them. Dan recoils from her voice and she shuts her eyes and takes a deep breath to try and regain control of her emotions. "I would like you to leave."
"Bla-"
She puts her hand out to stop him. "I don't care. Just leave."
His face saddens, but he nods and leaves. In the background, she hears the elevator reach her floor and concludes Dan has left.
Serena doesn't give her much space to think for herself as she enters the living room right after Dan leaves with Nate. The bitch has some gall on her. She had spent numerous nights' opening up to Serena and telling her how she feels about Dan and this is how little Serena respected their friendship. Serena couldn't have even given her a warning?
"We're done. Pack your things and get out," she tells Serena.
"Fine, but I will say you would've done the same thing if you were in my position," Serena replies.
She rolls her eyes and heads up the stairs to her room. This time, she doesn't cry over Dan. Rather, she chooses to come up with a plan to make him feel the way she is feeling now. She knows it's childish and something the old Blair would do, but she is not going to let Dan get away with making her feel like this.
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Dan finishes up the breakfast he couldn't have during his visit to Blair's. The door to his loft opens and he glances over to see Serena coming in.
He notices the luggage's and frowns. "What happened?"
"Blair threw me out," Serena says and shakes her head.
He gets off the stool and takes the luggage from her hand. "You can stay in Jenny's room."
Serena gives him a seductive smile and leans in. "Or I can stay in yours."
His brows furrow in question. "What?"
He's not going to lie, he's worried what Serena means. They did make out last night, but he was drunk and considered it to be some harmless good old fun.
"Last night was only a hook up right," he asks, making sure it's nothing more.
Serena tilts her head and her smile fades. "If you mean a hook up that leads to something more, then yes."
He scratches the back of his head nervously and becomes overweighed with concern. "Ummm…..I'm not really looking to be in a relationship right now."
"Or do you mean a relationship with me?"
He shrugs his shoulders and looks away. "I thought we were friends."
Her eyes begin welling with tears and her lips are shaking. He feels bad, but going down that road with Serena is pointless because he knows where it ends. She storms off or runs away and he hopes she doesn't pull the same act she did last time.
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Adam's painting while Blair's sitting in his studio apartment and sipping from her glass of wine. She's too busy thinking of how to destroy Dan to notice Adam painting shirtless.
"I told Nate we'll meet him at the empire," Adam tells her.
That grabs Blair's attention. "Why?"
"I'm a fan of Dan's. His last book had traces of Hemmingway," he tells her and she rolls her eyes. "What?"
"Nothing," she sighs.
She needs to wear something revealing and risqué. She is going to make sure Dan knows what he's missing out on.
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Arm and arm with Adam, she makes arrives at the Empire. Right away, she sends Adam off to get her a drink while she looks for Dan. She finds him having a conversation with Nate and sways her hips over to them.
"Where is your slut of a girlfriend," she asks, giving him an insincere smile. Nate decides not to stick around and leaves them.
"I don't know, she booked it," Dan answers.
She shakes her head, not understanding what he means. "What do you mean she booked it?"
He sighs and scratches his chin in worry. "I don't think she's coming back."
For some reason, Blair can't help but be worried. No matter what happens between her and Serena, she will always care for her best friend and be there for her during the worst of times.
"What happened," she asks with worry clearly showing in her voice.
He sighs. "I don't want to get into it. It's between me and Serena, and please don't worry, I'll be leaving for L.A. tomorrow so you won't be seeing much of me."
He shakes his head and walks away from her. Even after everything, she feels torn. He's leaving again and god help her she doesn't want him to.
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Dan's staring at Blair the whole night. He wishes it wasn't so obvious, but it doesn't feel like Blair minds. Her boyfriend Adam has been hounding him with questions of Hollywood and he finds it rather annoying.
A moment of having Blair alone arises and he excuses himself away from Adam to corner Blair against the wall. She doesn't seem to be pushing him away, so he steps closer and doesn't care what Adam is thinking.
"If it makes you feel any better, I didn't sleep with her," he says.
Blair tries to fight a smile. "Then what happened?"
"We kissed, it was harmless. Not that it should matter, seeing as how we aren't dating," he tells her and leans in just a little closer. "You don't own me."
She looks at him more serious than he had ever seen. "I do."
He can't help but smirk. "I think I better get out of here before Adam gets suspicious."
Dan leaves and he can feel her eyes on him. Stepping in the elevator, he sighs and shuts his eyes, banging the back of his head against the wall.
His eyes open once a familiar scent traces in the elevator. Blair's way too close for comfort and he's having trouble breathing with every step she's taking towards his direction.
"I need you," she whispers and slides her hand underneath Dan's jacket.
"No, you don't," he disagrees.
She takes his hand and leads it to her aching slick folds. "See how much I need you."
"Holy shit," he breathes, barley audible. "God you're wet."
She snuggles her nose against his neck. "I know. You're not going to leave me like this are you?"
