Okay kids, so here is another multi-chap story that I'm working on. Hopefully this one will be easier to update. To those of you who are reading my other story "And She was My Savior" I'll be updating soon, I just seemed to have written myself into a corner by writing the story in Chuck's 1st person POV. But anyway without further ado! Here is chapter 1 of "To Be There"

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Blair sat on her bed, cell phone in hand. " I am not pathetic, I am not pathetic" was the mantra in her head, along with "I will not call him, I will not call him" Tonight was the night of Blair's eighteenth birthday party. This was supposed to be the party of the year. Well at least the party of her year. She was finally old enough and she had decided to have her first adult party.

The party may not have gone as planned, with all the drama with Cyrus and Cyndi Lauper, but surprisingly that isn't what Blair ended up caring about. The only thing she cared about is the one guest who had not arrived. Chuck. It's funny that no matter how hard she tried, it always came back to him.

As if reading her mind the phone rang. Blair looked to the display. "Chuck" was blinking back at her. She took a couple of deep breathes before answering, she didn't want to seem too desperate. That would ruin the little game they were constantly playing.

"Hello?" she answered calmly

"Hello Waldorf" came Chuck's subdued tone.

Instantly Blair was on alert. She rarely heard this tone coming from him, and when she did, it never meant anything good. But she wouldn't let him know that she noticed. She knew he would shut himself down without a second thought, and then she would never get any information from him.

"Bass," she greeted coldly. "did you forget what tonight was?"

"…."

"Bass!!" she practically screamed.

"Blair did you actually believe that I would forget your eighteenth birthday party?" Chuck finally answered.

"Well I didn't think you would, but then again you didn't show up to my party. And you can see why that might impair my previous judgment." she replied petulantly.

Blair could hear Chuck sigh through the line "Waldorf.." he trailed off. Again with that voice, only this time it didn't sound just subdued, it sounded defeated. Blair felt as if she had been punched in the stomach. Defeat was not a word that was in Chucks vocabulary. Something was up. Blair no longer reigned in her nosy nature.

"What is going on with you Bass? What's wrong?" she asked impatiently.

"Just let it go Blair, I'm really not up for one of your interrogations right now."

"Fine. Have a great night Chuck, thanks for calling and making this night so much more pleasurable, I truly appreciate your effort."

"Blair, wait!"

"What Chuck? As you can tell I'm really not in the mood to play your games tonight, so unless you have something important to say I really don't want to hear it."

"Can you come over?" Chuck asked quietly.

"….."

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