Disclaimer: I don't own Gossip girl, or the song
-Happily Ever After-purple suede shoes-CB, CBN, DS- T –
This town is colder now, I think it's sick of us It's time to make our move, I'm shakin off the rust I've got my heart set on anywhere but here I'm staring down myself, counting up the years Steady hands, just take the wheel... And every glance is killing me Time to make one last appeal... for the life I lead Stop and stare I think I'm moving but I go nowhere Yeah I know that everyone gets scared But I've become what I can't be, oh Stop and stare You start to wonder why you're 'here' not there And you'd give anything to get what's fair But fair ain't what you really need Oh, can u see what I see They're tryin to come back, all my senses push Un-tie the weight bags, I never thought I could... Steady feet, don't fail me now Gonna run till you can't walk But something pulls my focus out And I'm standing down...
-Stop and Stare, One Republic
Chapter 5: Battling Bulimia
He barely had time to turn around, before her lips were on his.
Gently easing himself into the kiss, he wrapped one arm on her waist, one in her chocolate curls.
"Thanks for saving me" Blair said, more out of breath than she would have expected
"No problem Waldorf, what are boyfriends for?"
"Mmm, boyfriend, I like the sound of that"
And with that they dove into another kiss.
xoxo
The next time they came up for air, they had arrived at Blairs favourite sushi bar.
"You knew?" she exclaimed, touched by the gesture. Nate never knew.
"Of course" He smiled.
Going inside, they ordered, and talked.
When their food came, Chuck dug in eagerly. Blair ate exactly six pieces of eel roll.
Then she announced that she was full.
Chuck was confused, but unlike Nate, he wasnt oblivious.
He slowly pieced the scattered fragments.
There was that one time, after he had seen her eat an unbelievable amount of chocolate cake. It was that time that Nate had forgotten their anniversary. Again. He remembered going to her room to comfort her. The water in the bathroom was running, but he heard something that unmistakeably sounded like retching. He had thought it was a figment of his imagination.
He recounted all those times, when he had seen someone hurt her. Whether it was her mother, Serena, or Nate.
He finally realized something. When someone had hurt her she would binge, then purge.
He slowly remembered how she used to compare herself to Serena. She always thought that Serena was prettier and skinnier.
He looked at her arms, which were stick thin.
He glanced at her waist, which was so small.
He peeked at her thighs, which were covered in the periwinkle blue tights. They were slender.
He gazed at her hands. So small, delicate.
He looked at her face. He cheekbones were prominent, her eyes were beautiful, her lips were glossy and perfect. She had a smile on her face. The kind of smile that she only bestowed on him. Because he was the only one who made her feel that way.
He reflected on how Nate must have made her feel. Unwanted. Small.
He remembered
"You know, its just every time Ive seen her lately. Shes livelier, she's happier. Shes just less and less Blair.
Yes, she does have a certain glow about her, doesnt she
The truth dawned on him like the sun over Central Park. She was bulimic.
"Blair?"
"Yeah?"
"If I ask you something, will you promise not to be mad?"
She was confused, but decided to agree.
"Yes, as long as we get to school soon, we only have 10 minutes left"
He paid the check, and held the door open for her as she flounced out on the sidewalk and walked over to his awaiting limo.
Once inside she turned to him
"Now what was that you wanted to ask me?"
He decided to start with a compliment
"Blair you know how beautiful you are, right?"
She giggled
"Of course"
"Youre pretty and beautiful, and thin. So please Blair, stop doing this to yourself."
It didnt take her long to figure out what he was talking about. She started trembling.
"How did you know?" Her voice was barely a whisper.
He pulled her into his arms, before explaining,
"Im not Nathaniel, Im not oblivious to everything around me. I noticed how much you ate. I noticed how you would disappear after someone hurt you. But that doesnt make any of this right. How can you do this to yourself Blair? Its just wrong." His eyes found hers. "So please, stop, for me?"
Blair started to cry, he really did care about her. She would stop, but she didnt know how to. She did know that he would be there. Every day.
She smiled and touched his cheek tenderly.
"Anything for you"
His mission accomplished, he smiled. He knew Blair did it out of insecurity, he would never hurt her.
His smile turned into an evil smirk.
"Anything?"
She opened her eyes wide, and smacked him on his arm.
"Bass, dont push it" her eyes narrowed, but they were smiling
"I wont, but what do you say to skipping the rest of school?"
She debated it, she only had Chemistry next, and her chemistry with Chuck was almost overwhelming now.
"I say yes"
"Good, because all your years of bulimia are at an end and we should celebrate"
"How?" Her eyes were narrowed again
"Youll see"
His eyes were mischevious, his smirk wicked.
Blair sighed dramatically.
But inside, she was happy. There was something that still refused to die in her stomach.
Butterflies?
AN: Chuck was a little too sweet for my liking, but I honestly couldnt think of any other way.
R & R i already have the next chap written, so please review!!
Quote:
Rachel: "They're my 'I dont need a job, I dont need my parents, I've got great boots' boots"
Monica: "And how did you pay for them?"
Rachel: "With my credit card"
Monica: "And who pays for that credit card? "
Rachel: "My parents"
kisses
Tess