Sorry guys for the long wait and this short chapter. I'm really busy with work lately, but I wanted to publish something. I don't know if I should end this story after the next two chapters or if I should delve farther into the passionate and the complicated relationship of Chuck and Blair. Tell me what you thin. R&R.

xoxo, Mia

"I'm here, because I can't loose you. I'm here for you, because you're the most important person in my life, because you're too precious to me. Please Blair, this has to stop. Let me help you." Chuck was begging now, his voice pleading. And for a moment he caught a glimpse of her eyes softening by his words, but as it seemed his last words had been a horrible mistake. Her eyes turned cold again and her face was a stony mask.

"I don't need your pity Bass or your help. I'm perfectly fine, so you can go back to wherever and to screw whoever. I'm sure your little Asian friends would be more than thrilled to have you back. I'm pretty sure your reputation as the womanizing Casanova of the UES has reached Bangkok as well. And if you'll excuse me now, I have somewhere else to be. If you won't…"

Blair couldn't finish her sentence, since Chuck had grabbed her gently and had crashed his lips on hers. She was about to struggle herself free and to push him forcefully away when his tongue plunged into her mouth, his hands roaming over her body, caressing her gently.

Chuck kissed her like there was no tomorrow and maybe there wasn't one for them, but he needed to show her what she meant to him. And he did it the only way he knew how. He might not be ready to tell her what she needed to hear yet, but he would be damned if he didn't try to make sure what she meant to him.

Blair was lost, her mind was screaming at her to push him away, to send him to hell, but her heart and her body betrayed her. She somehow sensed he was serious here and with her and therefore she just gave in. She just couldn't resist.

The kiss ended as suddenly as it had started. Chuck rested his forehead against Blair's softly brushing her lips with his thump.

"I know, I screwed up Blair, but you honestly have to believe me that that I didn't have sex with those girls or anyone else. I admit I invited some in my drug daze, but I always sent them away. I want to be with you Blair. I know I'm a screw. I know I'm nothing like Nathaniel, to be honest I'm not even close to be anything like Nate, but I'm going to try to be the boyfriend you deserve if you give me the chance."

Blair was taken aback by his words. She could see the sincerity of his words in his eyes, who were as deep as the ocean and who were clouded and pained. Clouded with concern for her and pained for what he had done to her. He wanted to be her boyfriend. Chuck Bass had just admitted he wanted to be her boyfriend. Surely she was dreaming. The Chuck Bass she knew would vanish into thin air only by the thought of committing to someone other than himself.

Blair finally relaxed and brought her arms around his neck as she nuzzled closer to him seeking the warmth emanating from his body or more the heat emanating from his body.

"Oh and just for the record, this blonde bimbo kissed me, she literally threw herself at me, you're the only one I want and the only one I ever wanted."

Blair felt her knees weaken. Chuck just threw her off guard again. As self secure he normally was as helpless he had been in the past with expressing his feelings to her. Of course he still hadn't said the words she desperately wanted to hear from him, but he was trying to make an effort.

"I believe you Bass, I believe you Chuck, so what about we skip that party and go somewhere more private like our penthouse. My mom and Cyrus are still out of town and Dorota is on vacation visiting her sister, so it would just be us. What do you say Bass?"

"As tempting that sounds, I can't, we can't. I have to decline. We still need to talk about what happened here Blair. We still need to talk about your bulimia."

"I'm not bulimic" Blair had tensed in his arms turning distant again. "I'm not Chuck. Do you hear me, I'm not bulimic Chuck." She was practically yelling now.

Chuck knew her better than anyone else. Therefore he knew that he couldn't reach through to her when she was in that mood, so he dropped the subject.

"Ssh, ok, ok, let's go to your place, Waldorf. Come on what are you waiting for. Let's get out of here."

Blair smiled at him and he grabbed her hand leading her out of Penelope's house.

Although he had dropped the subject of her bulimia right now, he was far from letting it go.

tbc…