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''Just as I forgot how big of an asshole you can be, you proved me wrong'' she hissed hitting his arm as she returned back to her seat. Due to the fact that she's two times smaller than him, her hit probably didn't have an impact, but it was a matter of principal.

''Don't I always'' he said casually and leaned back in to his seat. How could he be that relaxed and careless all the time? Blair was still shaken from what happened about five minutes ago.

''I'm serious-'' she tried to keep a straight face, not that it mattered, he was looking everywhere but her anyways ''-this affects my job'' she explained herself

''Yeah, and since we're not really friends or…well anything to that, I don't care'' he said with an arrogant tone, playing with her nerves.

He knew just the ways to pull her strings and he wasn't sitting back. She felt like he enjoyed torturing her mentally with every fiber of his being. What else did she expect? She knew his stubborn ass would never change and that was set in stone. Too bad she couldn't keep her cool in like he could.

But he was iced only on the surface; god knows what may be boiling inside.

She was offended at last, by his words. She was supposed to be the one ignoring him. He was supposed to be the one craving her attention, not the other way around. Call it reverse psychology or whatever you want, it was working.

''Well, at least once you can say you're right-'' she pushed some hair back with her left hand, ''unpurposely'' touching his in the process. In all honesty she just wanted to feel his skin on hers once more. The tryst they have just gotten out of was as quick as it was and didn't offer a lot of closure, and she needed closure desperately. She had non with Marco and she definitely had none with Nate. At least not after that night he brought her to the abandoned beach. But the rule was broken after that, so it didn't really matter anymore ''-you can call yourself my coworker, and that's all we ever were and all we ever will be, okay?'' she said coldly

He didn't even turn in to look at her, he was starring outside. His shoulders shrugged lightly and that was the end of the discussion.

If only…

He couldn't wait to finally step outside and breath in some of that fresh air that was so different from the one New York offers you. You could actually see the sky up here; it wasn't masked and covered by humongous buildings.

Even though it was already around 9 'o clock in the evening, it was still hot outside and judging by the loud noise coming from the distance, the city was far away from sleeping.

There was already a car waiting for them, even though right now, he would rather take 2 hours of walking than spending 10 minutes in a car with Blair.

Why?

For one, he was, neatly and politely put, confused as fuck. He had no idea what have happened or why it happened? He had no expectations whatsoever because he didn't know what to expect. He didn't know what will happen or when it'll happen. He just needed some big time alone to think, some time away from her, but that wasn't the easiest task to do.

He knows some time away would be useful for both of them though. She needed to clear her head and God knows he needed to sort his own shit too.

He turned, just to look around and came across her glorious exit from the plane. And by glorious, he really meant glorious. Any other human being would look exhausted and no way in shape after a 10 hour long flight, but not her. The white flowy fabric from her dress waved after her, so she appeared to simply flow down. Her mocha curls were still shiny and bouncy as if she just curled them, getting playful with the wind. No matter what, she always smiled, but he knew that smile was used to hide all the sadness evident in her voice whenever she spoke lately. She was especially beautiful in the night time, her eyes always shone somewhat brighter than anyone elses. Any maybe it was all just a picture in his head, maybe he wanted to remember her like that and forget the damaged person beneath this godlike façade, the one he helped in making.

Automatically her horizon expanded to what's around him, her eyes making a clear connection with his ones right away. It was a moment of profound peace between the two strands in war, sapphire blue meeting chocolate, melting right in to it, wishing it could stay there.

''Good evening-'' their respectful stares were broken off by a tall man in a suite ''- I'm Pablo, I'll be your driver for tonight'' he said with a bit of a Spanish accent evident.

They both greeted the man as some other people took away their stuff and arranged it in the other following car, their one was a limo.

The driver gestured to the car, first looking at Blair - as the old school rule said 'Ladies first'
''Miss Archibald'' the man said accidentally, not knowing them.

Both of them stopped for a moment, frozen by the words. Nate looked at her and she looked back, both of them with million thoughts running through their heads.

''It's Waldorf-'' she corrected the guy and smiled. He smiled back apologetically ''Oh, I'm sorry, honest mistake'' he said as all of them decided to pretend it never happened, some of them more than the others.

As they were seated (an empty seat acting as a line between them) none of them dared to say a word.

All that was on Nate's mind was the fact of how wrong it was that Blair Archibald sounds so….so right.

Blair couldn't help but have the two words stuck in her head like a curse. Blair Archibald. Blair Archibald. As in Blair, the wife of Nathanial Archibald.

It even sounds stupid put together in a sentence. Or does it really? Maybe it actually sounds too good for her to admit.

But no, that can't be the case, because if you cancel her out, this was Nate. He wasn't capable of being in a normal relationship that would last for more than a month (if even that). He 's not actually husband material. She didn't know why but she could actually picture it in her head right now.

What would it be like? Sure he could be all loving and sweet when he wanted to, she had a chance to meet that guy, to see the other side of him she was sure not a lot of people saw. But would he stay like that for a long time? Probably...no cancel that, most definitely not. Yes she had a chance to see his wonderful side, but she also had a lot more chances to see his bad side, and it's not something she thinks she's capable of coping with, not every day, not for the rest of her life.

Screw that, not till their divorce. It would only be a matter of time for him to start screwing around, guys like that can't change, not that drastically.

And marriage brings kids in to the picture; that was another frightening thought. She never even saw him with a kid, probably because he hated them, or so she assumed. It would all be too painful for both of them…maybe not so much for him, but for her it would be death.

She already learned she could be in love with him, what if she fell deeply and desperately in love like she knew she would, she was a hardcore and passionate lover, she would only marry if completely head over heels crazy for the other person.

All put together shortly, it was not an option. Blair Waldorf would never ever become Blair Archibald. And that's okay. There are plenty of other last names waiting for her, the ones that could actually commit and be worthy of her. The ones she could follow up to.

Suddenly the vehicle stopped. She forgot she was even moving, Nate was already out of the car by the time she noticed. Of course, always one step ahead of her, she could never catch up…he was never there.

But then again…

The door flung open and a hand was offered for her to take, not just anyone's hand.

Her eyes got that shimmer back as she looked back and forth between his ones and his hand. He felt like a pair of wings appeared on his muscular back as her soft palm pressed against his one.

''Thank you'' she breathed out quietly. And there she thought he was never there…maybe he was just trying to clear the rode up for her. Maybe, who knows.

Or there could be the fact that he just wanted to redeem for earlier today, you know, so there were no ransoms to be paid.

He maybe hallucinating but he swears he saw a smile. Whatever it was, it sent an unusual feeling of warmth trough his system. Something weird was happening to him and he had no idea what it was. And when was he not clueless of what was happening?

Those couple minutes of silence only helped him overanalyze the small gaffe that happened before entering the car and how insane it would be to have a woman sharing his last name.

He has never met the one to come as close to even think about it.

That's another disadvantage of being as clueless as he was. You could be holding the one's hand in yours and you still couldn't see it. Just make sure to hold her tight enough or she might fly away...

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