Blair woke up to find two surprises she was certainly not expecting. Firstly, she was currently still in last night's clothes, no one should ever sleep in jeans, it was making her far too uncomfortable. And secondly, her limbs were entwined with a certain teenage billionaire. She looked up to find that her head was resting on his shirtless chest, and her legs were wrapped around his brief wearing waist and legs. At least he was somewhat clothed; I guess that was something to be thankful for.
Contemplating her options she slowly slid out of her bed and walked towards her bathroom. Chuck Bass was in her bed. The same Chuck Bass who compared her to his father's sweaty horse, the same Chuck Bass who ruined her cotillion, the same Chuck Bass who used her for his own stupid games. How could she have been so stupid, he was just out to use her?
After showering Blair put on her white robe and dried her curls to perfection. Carefully she peeked outside of the door, to find her empty bed. Thank god! Swinging her door open she pranced down the stairs to go make some breakfast. Entering the kitchen she was startled for the third time in one morning.
Chuck Bass in her kitchen, wearing some ghastly apron Eleanor received and never wore over his shirt and pants.
"I made you breakfast," Chuck grinned holding out a plate of bacon, eggs and French toast.
What did he expect? Her to run into his arms and mount him because of his sorry attempt and kindness? As if.
"You cook?" Blair asked immediately cringing at her lack of witty insults.
He smirked taking her question as an invite to spend the morning with her. Walking towards the dinner table he placed the tray down and pulled out a chair for her silently.
Blair reluctantly took a seat, not bothering to complain or refuse, she wasn't in the mood for Chuck's dramatics.
He grabbed two plates for them and poured them both some orange juice. Well there was a sight to see, Chuck Bass drinking something other than his staple scotch.
She couldn't remember when or where she ran into Chuck Bass last night, although she did remember having a bit of champagne with Mr Benson. Did he just crawl into her bed whilst she was asleep and undressed himself?
Breaking the silence of them sitting opposite one another at the table Blair took the chance to work out what his game was, in the most unsubtle manner ever.
"Why are you here?" Blair snapped staring intensely at him.
"I found you last night with some bloke in Queens," he stated simply not over exaggerating his chivrilty.
"Ben?" Blair asked. No doubt it was, and if Chuck had found them together, he was sure to bring it up soon anyway.
Chuck raised an eyebrow and his confused expression soon turned into a disgusted snarl.
"No Blair,' he spat. "It wasn't your English teacher; it was some creep trying to take advantage of you."
Blair felt a pang of guilt in her stomach. She wasn't doing anything wrong, it was fine; he was just a friend… who was slightly older… and happened to be her teacher.
Unsure and afraid of what to say Blair sat in silence picking at her grapes she put on her plate.
"What!? That's it? You're not even going to apologize, make an excuse?" Chuck yelled. "You f***ing scared me Blair!"
"Why the hell should I apologize to you!" Blair snapped, grabbed her plate and stormed up the stairs back to her room.
Reaching her bed she buried herself under the covers and began to cry. She wasn't entirely sure why she was crying, maybe because she was ashamed, maybe because she was so mad at Chuck. She couldn't exactly tell. But now she couldn't even go downstairs without facing him. It wasn't as if she wasn't used to it. After Serena left for boarding school and her parents started fighting, she used to hide in her room for hours pretending she wasn't home. Sometimes Dorota would join her and bring her food or talk about their future weddings.
She tried hard to listen for the ding of the elevator, signalling Chuck's departure, but instead she heard a different quite distinctive sound.
Chuck sat on the opposite side of her bed, while she remained hidden under the covers. Sure it might seem a little childish, but there was no way she was letting Chuck see her tears.
"I haven't said it, because I thought you already knew…" Chuck began.
Blair didn't respond.
"… I am so sorry Blair," he apologised. "And come on Blair, you know I mean it, considering how often I do apologies."
They always had that in common, both stubborn and selfish, but neither could ever admit defeat or mistakes.
"I was… I was just so mad," he confessed. "I wanted you so bad, and I know what I did was wrong, ruining your Cotillion, but it was all because I was so afraid to lose you."
She knew Chuck liked her… but she always just assumed she was a passing faze of his, something he'd get bored of eventually.
"And when you went running back to Nathaniel and chose him… I just… I just couldn't handle the rejection. I'm always second best Blair! I'm your last resort," he growled. "So I said those things just because I was mad at you. It wasn't because I don't like you anymore, or I was disgusted in you."
Chuck Bass cared about her? He was jealous? A few months ago, none of this would have ever crossed her mind. She was 'happy' in a relationship with Nate and never even looked at anyone else, or saw the possibility of anyone else even desiring her.
"I just wanted to make you hurt as much as you made me," he continued. "It was bad enough that Nate and my own dad hated me too—"
"Your dad doesn't hate you," Blair stated lifting the covers to face him.
"Of course he does," Chuck snarled. "I'm the devil child that killed his beloved wife."
Chuck sighed; he didn't look at Blair but kicked his shoes off, put his hands behind his head and layed against the head board of the bed.
"He doesn't hate you Chuck," Blair explained crawling out from under the covers. "You probably just remind him of her and it makes it hard for him to show affection."
Chuck pursed his lips now looking up at the roof.
"And Nate doesn't hate you. He just needs some space and he'll come around."
"Do you hate me?" Chuck asked finally looking Blair in the eyes.
Sure she was mad, but she didn't hate him, she could never hate him.
"No, of course not," she admitted.
Chuck smiled.
It wasn't his usual cocky smirk, or his 'I'm plotting against you' snarl, but a genuine grin.
He leant down and placed a light lingering kiss on her lips.
How he went from the boy who broke her heart, to the boy who was now kissing her and making her feel warm in under an hour was beyond her. But everything seemed right.
When he pulled back Blair found herself grinning like an idiot which Chuck found quite amusing.
Blair pulled him back for a longer more passionate kiss, but Chuck pulled away.
"I've got a plan," he smiled. "Get dressed and I'll meet you downstairs in 15."
Wondering what he had planned Blair searched for the perfect outfit. Searching through her closet she picked out a light purple singlet (Chuck's favourite colour) and Black lace flowing skirt. She paired it with her favourite peep toe Manolos and grabbed her grey coat, and scarf.
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Chuck pulled her hand as they walked across Central Park to arrive at her favourite pond.
"You bought me to feed the ducks?" Blair grinned.
Nate would've never done anything like this for her, he didn't pay enough attention to know she liked feeding the ducks, let alone which pond was her favourite.
"But we have no bread," Blair pouted looking at the hungry ducks.
"Ah, just in time."
Blair turned around to see what Chuck was looking at. Arthur was running towards them with a loaf of bread.
"Here you go Miss Waldorf," he said handing her the loaf and running back to the limo.
Blair spun around to Chuck grinning and put her arms round his neck.
"Thank you," she smiled.
He leaned down to capture her lips with his again. He'd never felt so happy before, it was utter bliss.
A/N: HAPPY EASTER! I know it's not long, but I thought I'd upload it anyway, just to put something up.
That Chair enough for you all? Sorry, but it won't stay like this for long :P
Yes yes, I know I take a long time to update but I only just got internet access.
For anyone who's interested: I have now moved back in with my parents :\ Since I have no other friends. I have been going to university for almost a month now… not what I expected. I would describe it in one word it would be: alienating.
But yes, I know 'UPDATE UPDATE NOW' and 'IT'S BEEN OVER A WEEK' … thanks for reminding me *heavy sarcasm*
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