Getting Away From It All

A/N: Hello everyone!!!! I hope you lovely readers are doing well today! So I am so upset that I didn't get to see Gossip Girl this week!!! I had to go to my kick boxing class which is from 6:30 to 7:30 which is during Gossip Girl! I know it's horrible, but luckily there is TiVo these days! I am still not caught up with the episode, but am going to watch it tomorrow after school which also means I am off for a week for Thanksgiving break!! Wooooh! So excited! That means there will be frequent updates over the next week! Be ready for them! Haha! By the way who is ready for Twilight tomorrow? I know I am!!!!!!!!!!! Haha! Anyways I hope you all enjoy reading this and please review! P.S, I think you all will like the end! :)

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She is yearning

For shelter and affection

That she never found at home

She is searching

For a hero to ride in

To ride in and save her the day

And in walks prince charming

And he knows just what to say

Momentary lapse of judgement

And she gives herself away.

-Casting Crowns

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Her shift was finally over and she was beyond happy. Her manager, Nancy, had informed her that she would need to close the place up tonight. Chuck had over heard the conversation hours earlier and decided he would wait with her and walk her home. She had just finished putting the last shot glass up when she noticed he was obviously ready to get out of there. She gave him a smile indicating that she would be just a few more minutes.

He returned the smile and waited for her. He never knew how much time it took to actually close down a bar. He was thinking about how long it would actually take to literally close down a bar. He knew Blair would be crushed. He could tell she loved working here. She would always have her usual customers at night and he could tell she loved it.

He knew he had to talk to his father promptly on Monday morning. He thought about doing it this weekend, but decided it against it. Him and Blair had official named this weekend 'get ready for Thanksgiving' weekend. Many would find it cheesy, but some how it worked for them. He watched her as she finally grabbed her coat and started making her way towards him. He was definitely happy they were finally making their way out of the bar at five in the morning.

"Tired?" She asked looking up at his face.

"Extremely. You?" He questioned.

"Same. Are we walking home?" She asked praying to God that he would have them take the limo.

"Unfortunately, yes."

She looked at him to make sure he was kidding. No sign anywhere.

"Chuck I am going to die! I have been on my feet all night. You know I don't complain much, but this is an emergency. Need car. Need limo." She begged not caring if she sounded desperate.

"This coming from the girl who made me change all of my towels in all of the bathrooms." He said referring to her early statement of her not complaining much.

She eyed him and then jab punched him.

"Ow. Waldorf do you really want to walk home all by yourself? Be glad I'm doing this for you." He said while rubbing his arm.

"Fine your right. Thank you. I mean it." She said while lightly nudging him.

"Anytime" He then picked up the pace on her, spotting something in the distance he knew she would like.

"Hey, slow down! I can only go so fast in these heels." She said yelling at him.

He couldn't help but laugh when he saw the sight behind him. She was trying to catch up with him in a fast paced walk. She looked like she was going to hit some other walkers before she would quickly swerve around them.

"I hate you," she said when she finally caught up to him.

"Whatever, Waldorf," he said when he opened the door into one of his favorite places to eat.

Blair looked around wondering where they were. Nina's Diner. That's catchy. Once she walked further into the building she could smell all the wonderful food. Her stomach let out a growl. She honestly couldn't remember the last thing she had eaten.

"How many sir?" The hostess asked.

"Two." Chuck replied.

The hostess led them to their table. They got a window seat, which made Chuck a very happy man. They could see from their spot a large portion of Time Square. He also could clearly see Bass Enterprises from here which made him cringe.

"Nice spot. Is this where you come to get away?" She asked him interrupting his thoughts.

"No actually I have another place where I do that," he said thinking about the bar where he spent every night at.

"You going to tell me?"

"Nah, maybe some other time," he said smirking at her.

"I'm onto you Bass." She said playing along.

He laughed making sure not to ruin the moment. Even though they had both been up for countless hours she still had that affect on him. She could make him laugh and smile more then anyone else. He had never felt this way towards anyone else in his life and he knew it meant something deeper then he wanted to admit. He knew he would never be able to tell her though in fear it would ruin their friendship.

"I'm glad." He laughed.

"So what's good here?"

This was her ideal setting. He mother had always told her if you found someone that you could do anything with then that was the one for you. She didn't know if her mother's words were playing with her mind or if Chuck was something worth fighting for. Whatever he was he meant the world to her.

"Pancakes and the triple cheese omelet." She gave him a look. "Just a suggestion."

"I'll go with." She said staring at him.

"Me too. It's my favorite anyways."

The waitress took their order. It was just them at the restaurant and that's the way he liked it. Their conversation went from funny to serious back to funny. Their conversations would flow and that's why he knew she would always be the one he could turn to. She might not of known it, but she already knew layers of him that no one else ever knew, not even his friends.

"Here you guys go. Can I get you guys anything else?" The waitress asked.

"No we're good." Blair said trying to give her the best smile she could muster. "She is an annoyance."

"I think you're jealous that she was flirting with me." Chuck laughed while taking a piece of her pancake.

"I am not. I just noticed that she was pushy."

"I can read you like a book you know?"

"No you can't."

"Yes. I can"

"I hate you, Bass." She said while taking the piece of his pancake.

"Hey, do not still the pancake."

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"Where were you guys?" Vanessa said when Chuck and Blair finally came home at seven a.m.

"Cleaned up and then got some grub. I'm heading to bed." Blair said before Vanessa or Chuck could even form a sentence.

Vanessa gave Chuck the eye. I don't like that look.

"What?"

"Chuck you realize that you have been out for hours and Nate and I were worried about you two. You know they do have cell phones these days."

"I get it we could of called. She was fine. I'm fine."

Chuck then went over to his fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. He looked around the house and noticed it looked cleaned. He then saw Nate approaching. So whipped.

"I see yesterday while the girls were shopping you took to cleaning my pad." Chuck smirked.

"Shut-up late person who doesn't call his best friends and tell them were they were." Nate said pointing at him.

"What's the big deal? We cleaned till five and decided to go to Nina's. Shit don't get so mad." Chuck answered and while walking over to the couch.

He was going to the couch were he would always go after having too much to drink. Unfortunately it looked like some one else had also found the couch to be the special spot. Blair was fast asleep on his couch and he was pissed. He wanted to knock her off.

"Blair, wake up!"

It might not of been the most proper thing for a man to do to a lady, but he didn't care. He was tired and at the end of the day this was his house and he wanted his couch.

"Go away," she mumbled.

"Go to your bed, Waldorf."

"Go to your bed, Bass."

"Scoot over."

So she did and just like that their problem was settled. While they were peacefully sleeping all Nate and Vanessa could think was when are they going to get together?

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"Rocking around the Christmas tree-"

"Blair its Thanksgiving, not Christmas." Chuck said annoyed.

Chuck and Blair were in his room trying to sort out his closet so she could fit some of her things in there. Serena and Dan were coming on Monday so she knew they had to be prepared. Since Chuck had offered her a spot in his room she knew she would need her things in there.

Nate and Vanessa had decided they needed to go out tonight, while Chuck and Blair decided they needed to stay in after all of their long nights out. Blair looked around the room and noticed she had more than enough space to fill in with her stuff. She first needed to go through his closet.

"Plaid? I'm impressed," she said while examining his shirt options.

"You can never go wrong with it,' he replied.

"Very true."

He was sitting on his bed waiting until she had something for him to do. She was wearing flannel pants and a University of California sweatshirt and in his mind she had never looked better. She looked to be in comfort and he enjoyed that for a change. All he usually saw was girl's trying to impress him with fancy clothing, but she could be in regular attire and he was more than satisfied.

"I'm guessing you like hockey?" She asked while pulling out what she thought looked like a thousand hockey tickets.

"Uh, yea me and my father use to go to the games." Chuck answered.

He looked down for a moment remembering the good times when him and his father use to go to the games. They would always have the same seats and have the time of their lives. All those days ended though when his father started having more business 'things' to take care of.

"I'm sorry Chuck," she said giving him a small smile. "Maybe we can go sometime. I like hockey, kinda not really, but I will go with you." She said rambling.

"Its fine, but thank you.. I am sure you and your mom had some traditions." He replied trying to switch the conversation.

Blair smiled.

"Actually we did until I moved out. We would always watch Audrey Hepburn movies every Sunday. I know that sounds dumb, but it was our way of living in a dream land I guess."

"Nah, its not dumb. I guess we all make new traditions right?" He questioned.

Blair looked at him from the closet. His brown eyes could do a lot to a girl when they were looking right at you. He was wearing his usual nightwear and she would of drooled if he hadn't been in the room looking right at her. She was moving into his room and inside she was secretly freaking out. A whole week in a bed with him, yes it was definitely freaking her out.

"Yea, like our new Thanksgiving tradition." She answered. "Oh by the way I am cooking everything, we are not ordering from a restaurant."

"Who in there right mind would want to slave the whole day in the kitchen while making a dinner that will only last about an hour?" He said while getting up to help with the boxes in the closet.

"First, if you don't make Thanksgiving dinner it defeats the purpose of Thanksgiving. Second, what is this?" She asked while picking up a stuffed animal.

Chuck stood there dead in his tracks when he saw his stuffed animal from the fourth grade come out of the closet. Well this is embarrassing. He looked at her laughing face.

"You think this is funny don't you?" He said while fetching his stuffed bunny away from her.

"What's its name?"

"Is this really necessary?"

She nodded.

"Fluffy," he answered after a long pause.

She couldn't contain her laughter. Chuck Bass was the last person she would ever expect to have a stuffed bunny in his closet. She was about to respond to him when she was airlifted onto his bed. He was tickling her uncontrollably and she couldn't breathe.

"Chuck stop," she tried to get out.

"No not until you say you will never tell anyone about Fluffy." He laughed out.

"Ok I give up," she said while catching her breath "I will never mention Fluffy to anyone." She was on her back and he was on top of her fully. She couldn't stop laughing and for once in her life she felt alive. He made her feel alive.

He looked down at her after he had finished tickling her and did something he never expected he would do. He kissed her. He kissed her with everything he had. He knew it was sudden, but he couldn't help it anymore. He needed her. He wanted her.

She didn't know what was happening. All she knew was that she and Chuck Bass were kissing. It wasn't a kiss that would ever be able to be described to anyone else. It was gentle and passionate all in one. She kissed back with everything she felt for him. She wanted this and she knew from the kiss he wanted it too.

His tongue asked for an entrance, which her mouth accepted quickly. He couldn't get enough of her. She was intoxicating and he wanted all of her. He didn't know if this was just a kiss or a turning point in their relationship. Somehow he hoped it was the beginning of something more. In the end he knew it really didn't matter if it screwed up their friendship because in the end taking a leap was worth it.