'Happy Valentine's Day.' He said gruffly, shoving a parcel at her.

Blair's eyes widened. Shit. She'd totally forgotten it was, you know, the V-day. She hadn't got anything for Chuck; she'd just been so busy with Yale and stuff that it hadn't even crossed her mind. She swallowed and plastered a smile on her face; she was at least going to make sure he knew she appreciated his gesture- even if she didn't have anything in return. This shouldn't even be happening; she was Blair Waldorf for God's sake. And Blair Waldorf never forgot Valentine's Day, not ever.

She unwrapped it eagerly; despite her guilt she had never been one to resist gifts for long. She gasped as she pulled out the gorgeous silver heart-shaped pendant. Turning it over she gasped again, at the intricate C&B detail engraved on the back. She held it out to Chuck, 'tie it,' she ordered, turning her back to him as she shook her curls over her right shoulder.

He slid over smoothly and took the clasp from her hands, and with a kiss, tied it around her neck as she held her hair up. Then he grabbed her shoulders and turned her around to admire his handiwork, then smirked. Blair raised an eyebrow, biting her lip to hold back a smile that was threatening to run wild across her face. She could see the amused twinkle in his eye at her reaction, and knew he was pleased with his purchase.

'See something you like Bass?' She asked coyly, offering her neck up to him as though to give him a better glance. She noticed smugly how his eyes darkened almost immediately, how his fist clenched slightly at his side.

'Just one or two things,' he murmured as he unclenched his hand and slid it down the length of the chain to the heart nestled between her breasts, toying with it, turning it over to trace the initials with his fingers.

Blair tried to control her breathing as she felt herself moisten as his fingers brushed carelessly against her skin. She always melted at his slightest touch; she was like putty in his hands.

'Blair?' he asked huskily; dropping his hand to her lap to toy with the edge of her skirt.

'Chuck...' she murmured, shifting to press herself up against him. Her hand grazed over his already impressive erection and with it she lost control. Grabbing his collar, she swung her leg over him, sliding onto his lap with ease, her fingers automatically reaching for his pants, in too much of a hurry to notice the limo come to a stop.

'Blair-' Chuck tried to warn her but it was too late.

'Hey guys, what's u-'

Blair froze.

'Nathaniel!' Chuck smirked, 'Great to see you, how's life with the Brookster?' (his new name for Vanessa) He knew it was wrong but he couldn't help rubbing Blair in Nate's face whenever they get- think of it as punishment for how Nate treated her before. Showing him exactly what he gave up. What he threw away. Seriously, an Upper East Side sex kitten for a Brooklynite? He knew Nate wasn't the brightest but god that had been a stupid move.

Blair turned her face up to face him, guiltily, knowing she'd been caught. 'Hi Nate,' she attempted weakly, trying to slide off Chuck's lap as discreetly as she could.

Nate slid in easily and shut the door behind him. 'Blair relax; this is the third time I've caught you this week, I get it. You guys do it. A lot. Anywhere you can. And preferably in limos that are dropping me to school.' He rolled his eyes, 'Why did I agree to this again?'

Chuck smirked. 'My bad Nathaniel, thought I could keep the ladies off me.'

Blair turned bright red at his words. 'I was just helping him with his bowtie!' she insisted as she smoothed down her hair. The guys stared at her for a whole two seconds before bursting into laughter.

'Bowtie?' Chuck chortled, 'Honestly Waldorf that's the best excuse yet.'

Blair turned redder, if that were even possible. 'Change of subject please!' she pleaded.

'Alright, alright.' Nate chuckled. 'So...' he looked around the limo, searching for something to talk about. Then he noticed the chain around Blair's neck. Motioning towards it, he asked 'He get you that for Valentine's day?'

Blair smiled and turned to face Chuck, placing a hand on his knee. 'Yes he did.' She leaned in and pressed her lips against his cheek. 'Thank you by the way,' she added, leaning back against his chest in a satisfied manner.

Chuck kissed the top of her head then winked over at Nate. 'Anything for sexual favours, right Archibald?'

Blair shoved her elbow into his ribcage, leaving him gasping for air. 'Pig.'

'Getting a bit frisky aren't we Waldorf?'

'Actually I was just insulting you.'

'Leads to the same thing.'

'So what did you get him?' Nate asked desperately. He knew he acted like everything was fine, and mostly it was, but it was also weird, Blair was his ex-girlfriend after all.

Blair froze for the second time.

Chuck quirked an eyebrow at her, realizing he hadn't even noticed that she hadn't given him something. He'd been so relieved that she'd liked his gift- though he'd known she would. He was Chuck Bass after all. And he'd never gotten a Valentines gift before, so he hadn't noticed its absence. But this year was different, he had a girlfriend now. So he wondered.

'Yes Waldorf,' he challenged, his eyes narrowing, 'Where's this amazing gift you've got me?'

Blair gulped and pulled away from him. 'Show you later,' she said hurriedly, 'Gotta go.' She hopped out off the limo which had luckily pulled up outside the school less than 20 seconds ago. She ran up the steps and into the building, pulling out her phone to text Serena for an emergency meeting.

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Nate glanced up at Chuck, who was staring dejectedly down at the floor. 'She didn't get me one, did she?'

'Man cheer up, she probably forgot, she's had a lot on her plate recently with the whole Yale fiasco.'

Chuck glanced up at him sharply. 'Did she ever forget your present?' he asked roughly, clearly ashamed at having to ask.

Nate stared at his hands trying to remember, 'Eh... well I'm sure she did, actually I remember this time in second grade-'

'Save it Nathaniel.' Chuck snapped. 'I get it. Blair Waldorf never forgets. Unless it's me.' He did his best to hide his disappointment but it was clear to even Nate that the idea hurt him.

Nate swallowed and tried to reason with him, knowing Blair would never intentionally hurt anyone she loved, no matter what they did to her. She was loyal to the end. He knew that, Serena knew that. Chuck just had a harder time then most trusting people, even though he didn't show it. He'd let Blair in, let her break down the walls that surrounded him, but one wrong move and they'd be back up in an instant, stronger and higher than before. Nate knew that better than anyone, being Chuck's best friend for 17 years, so he tried to reassure Chuck as best as he could.

'Don't worry about it man; she'll make it up to you.' Crap that sounded lame, even to him. He really needed to brush up on his pep talks.

Chuck laughed throatily as he swung open the limo door. 'Oh you bet your ass she will Nathaniel. Waldorf won't be able to walk straight by the time I'm through with her.' And with that promise he was gone.

Nate took out his phone and dialled.

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'Blair?'

'Nate what did he say?'

'That you won't be able to walk straight when he's done with you.'

'So he's really upset?'

'I'd say that's the understatement of the year.'

'Wow. Big words Archibald.'

'Focus Blair.'

'Okay so how do I fix this?'

'You're the manipulative, controlling, scheming bitch around here, not me. No offense.'

'Point taken.'

'Well if you're sure...'

'Bye Archibald.'

'Bye-'

Blair had already hung up; she needed to get to work. She had exactly 15 hours until the day was over and she wasn't going to be happy until she'd made it the best day of Chuck's life. In one day she wanted to rewrite all his previous Valentines memories and replace with the most memorable day ever. She knew she could do it. After all she wasn't known as Queen B for nothing. It was a tall order, to show the boy who'd never been loved the true meaning of Valentine's day. But if anyone could do it, it was Blair Waldorf.

She pulled back her shoulders and tossed her hair back as she slid her phone into her bag, her mind whirring away as she made her way done the corridors of Constance.

Operation V-Day had officially begun.

Spotted: Chuck Bass early to class?!? And B's smile looking slightly more stiff then usual. Is Happily Ever After over already? And just in time for Valentine's Day?

With these two you never know. XOXO

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Hi guys, sorry I've haven't updated in a while! Tell me how this chapter went. I'm going to have lots of fun thinking up ways of how Blair can make it up to him! Any ideas appreciated!

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