Disclaimer; I don't own any of the Gossip Girl characters unfortunately.
(Blair's POV)
"Blair?"
I stirred in my bed, slightly annoyed to be awoken from such an amazing dream. I could feel the warmth from the sun shining in the window onto my face. I must have forgotten to close them last night, which is weird. I always close my curtains…
"Blair?"
I could hear footsteps coming up the stairs towards my room. I groaned inwardly and decided perhaps I ought to open my eyes. Slowly, I sat up ready to see what Dorota wanted when something stopped me. There was something on my stomach which was stopping me. Looking down I saw an arm. An arm! Oh god, it was attached to Humphrey who was lying asleep across my bed. I can't believe Humphrey slept in my bed! Wait, oh thank God we both still have last night's clothes on – nothing happened.
"Blair?", the voice got closer.
'Oh crap', I thought.
Shaking Humphrey I managed to wake him up. He looked around the room confused and started to open his mouth to say something. Quickly covering his mouth with my hand, I muttered "code red, get in the closest!" and gave him a swift push towards it. To my surprise he complied without a seconds thought. Just as the door shut, Dorota entered my room. I sat up as quickly as I could with my injured ankle and put on a smile I hoped didn't look guilty.
"Ah, Dorota. Good morning! How are you today?", I asked perhaps too happily. Her eyes narrowed as she looked quickly around my room and back to me.
"Miss Blair, what are you hiding?" she asked.
"Dorota, I don't like what you're insinuating! I'm not hiding anything. What could I really get up to on crutches?", I responded. She didn't seem too convinced but let it drop.
"You should change out of last nights clothes, Miss Blair. Your mother is waiting for you at breakfast", she gave my room one more once over and seemingly satisfied left my room, closing the door on the way out.
Breathing a sigh of relief, I called out towards the closet.
"The coast is clear Humphrey" almost laughing at the surrealism of it all.
He slowly opened the door, his head sneaking round and double checking before opening it and stepping back into my room.
"That was … a new experience", he began with a small smile on his face.
"What? You've never hidden in a girl's closet before?" I asked, almost teasing him.
"Actually no, I haven't", he looked around my room and put his hands in his jean pockets. "I should probably be going…"
"Yeah, that's probably for the best", I agreed, getting up and hopping towards him using a crutch. I paused when we met in the middle. What had I planned to do? Hug him? Open the door? God forbid kiss him, even if it was on the cheek. I just stood there staring at him unsure what to do. He moved towards me and we ended up having an awkward embrace before he said goodbye and left. After he door shut, I groaned out loud and let myself fall backwards onto my bed. What is wrong with me?
(Dan's POV)
'Well, that wasn't at all awkward' I thought as I mentally hit myself in the head. I slowly escaped from the Waldorf apartment unnoticed and headed back to the loft. Just as I threw my bag on the couch my phone buzzed.
i Hey, Dan. I'm so excited for the fundraiser tonight. Meet you there at 8? S /i
I ran my hand through my hair. I'd completely forgotten all about the fundraising that Lily was throwing tonight. I'd promised her and Serena that I'd be there to support them. Looking at my watch, I still had plenty of time so I decided to sit and write now I'd found something to be inspired by.
By that evening, I'd managed to complete 4 chapters, which was more that I'd written in the last month all together. It's a good job too, my deadline is coming up. I can't afford to miss it so if it wasn't for this latest idea, I'd been planning on having to have to write some drivel. Smiling, I shut the laptop down and started to get ready for the party.
Soon, I was showered, shaved and in my suit standing by the bar with a glass of champagne in my hand. Surprisingly, these formal parties were getting easier for me. I almost felt at home. I can remember being adamant that I'd never let myself feel like I fit in completely. I know I have money now but things were different when I was growing up and money can make people forget who they are. I think that' why I decided to stay in the loft really, I don't want to turn into one of the brats that you see on TV. I got dragged out of my thoughts as Serena grabbed my arm and pulled me towards one of the back room. I almost had to run to keep up with her.
"Woah! Serena – what are you doing?", I asked trying to keep balance as the blonde pulled me through the crowds.
"Dan I'm sorry but I'm stressed. One of the contractors didn't show up so I've got to help mom, which means you've been upgraded from guest too", she calls towards me. We finally reached the edge of the crowd of people and she continued, "Look, I know you guys don't get along and I'm hoping you don't murderer each other by the end of the night but I don't have enough other choice"
As we entered the side room she pushed me forward where I found myself face to face with Blair.
"Dan all you have to do is keep Blair company, hold doors for her and that kind of thing. It's not ideal, I know, but you have to put with each other for a few hours" Serena stated, folding her arms in order to give the impression her words were final. She continued, "Blair, don't boss him round. He's not your slave. He's just doing this as a favour to me, ok?"
Serena left swiftly before anyone had time to reply, closing the doors behind herself.
"Why does everyone think I'm an invalid?" Blair groaned out loud.
"Well we better keep up appearances", I said moving round next to her and placing a hand on her back, "I'll be nice to you and you give me a sarcastic comment about Brooklyn every 15 minutes or so"
Slowly we moved towards the ballroom, when we got about a metre away I moved and went to open the heavy brown door and let her go through. She really had improved on the crutches, she didn't look like she was about to face plant the floor at all.
As we walked through the door, she carried on looking ahead and whispered something so quietly I almost missed it.
"This is still weird"
(Blair's POV)
It's just my luck for Serena to decide I need Humphrey as my babysitter. Although, he's not as annoying as I thought he'd be, I still feel like everyone's staring at us as if we've got something going on. Which we haven't! Simply acquaintanceship, like Serena said, for her sake. Everything with my ankle, the Starbucks and the film… Well that's just because it would be immoral to leave a poor girl with a broken ankle on the road and we all know how moral Humphrey is. As for the film, it was just two individuals watching a film, which they would have done on their own, but they just did… together and then fell asleep…
He has really been quite nice to me tonight though – fetching me drinks, ignoring my insults and helping me navigate around the room to meet people then standing as I have conversations about fashion without looking too bored.
We walked around socialising for about an hour or so before he fetched us another drink and helped me over to a stand against a wall, where I leaned resting my leg. This place has a serious lack of chairs! What are we injured supposed to do? Passing me my glass, Humphrey looked around the room taking in the sights and the noise. So, he was a people watcher too? When I was younger and my mother used to hold these kind of things and home I'd sit at the top of the stairs just watching everyone walk and chat. We stood in the comfortable silence until I spotted a familiar face.
(Dan's POV)
Suddenly I felt Blair stiffen by my side, "What's wrong?" I whispered into her ear.
"Oh god it's Chuck! Oh god", she panicked, thrusting her drink into my hands and trying to turn around as quickly as her crutches would let her.
"Why does it matter if he's here, just ignore him", I replied setting the two glasses down on the small table next to us.
"No, if he sees me he'll come over. I can't see him, all this stuff with Raina, I just can't see him. Humphrey just be discreet and pretend we're not us"
Then I don't really understand why I did what I did next. I reached out and turned her face towards me and before I knew it I was kissing her and she was kissing me back.
A/N; I'm so sorry this has taken so long and is quite a lot shorter. I've had a pretty awful week and the idea of romance isn't exactly what I've wanted to think about. All that being said, I'm still obsessed with Dair and all of your reviews have completely been making my week – thank you so much!