"If two people are meant to be together, they'll find a way." - CB
Its been three years and the gang has gone their separate ways for the most part. Chuck and Blair were pretending. Pretending they weren't miserable without each other. Pretending they were happy being the two successful people they had always dreamed of. Pretending they weren't still hopelessly, head over heels, in love with each other. Coming to terms with those facts were a sign of weakness which neither Blair nor Chuck were. But after an accident leaves one friend in critical condition, will their magnetic force draw them back together again?
But here I am and I can't seem to see straight.
Nate sighed as he sat in his limo.
His mother had been bugging him non stop for the past three days to check on Blair since she hadn't answered her phone or been heard from in several days.
She was a grown woman, and if he knew Blair, she wasn't naive enough to get caught up in anything dangerous.
But to end his mother's worries (and his) he agreed.
As he arrived at the small brunette's pent house, he noticed the doorman bent over a crouched up a figure.
He watched as the doorman draped a blanket on the figure, and he almost looked away before something alarmed him.
It was either the ratty brown curls, or the ripped up designer dress, but he knew deep down his worst fears were right.
He jumped out of the car before the driver had pulled up to the curb and dropped to his knees.
"Blair!" He yelled breathlessly as he touched her shoulder.
Bruises covered her, and he could smell the amount of alcohol on her breath.
"Does this look broken to you?" She asked innocently, her words slurred, as her glazed brown eyes looked at him.
Nate looked at the doorman who shrugged and walked back to the doorway.
Nate turned back to Blair, staring at her dumbstruck.
He took her hand in his as he looked at her red, swollen finger.
"I don't think so..." He mumbled, slowly twisting her finger to the side till it popped.
"Better?" He asked softly.
She nodded a little resting her head against his shoulder.
She began humming quietly, shutting her eyes.
She suddenly opened them, crawling to the curb as she began dry heaving.
Nate frowned, as he rubbed her back slowly.
"Blair, I need to get you out of here." He said firmly.
A small pout appeared on her lips. "B-But Nate, I'm not done partying yet."
He rolled his eyes, picking her up bridal style.
He watched her wince a little, though she didn't fight back.
She grabbed onto his shirt tightly, as he slid into the limo, the small brunette crawling into his lap.
-.-.-.-
Chuck walked down the hallway, walking after Blair.
He noticed Nate's door open and light pouring out.
He frowned and opened the door, sticking his head in.
He saw Blair, crying into Nate's shoulder as he slowly patted her back.
Chuck frowned, as Nate made eye contact with him.
He looked down at Blair, whispering something in her ear as he stood up, walking out the door, motioning Chuck to follow.
"What the hell was that about?" He asked, following Nate to the couch. "Are you two together again?"
Nate rolled his eyes, and sat down, running his fingers through his hair.
"Chuck you don't understand. About four months ago I found Blair, a mess. She made me promise not to tell you, but I suppose it can't be kept secret anymore."
Chuck scowled, crossing his arms over his chest as he sat down. "Nathaniel, you're starting to annoy me. What are you talking about?"
Nate sighed as he looked down, and began explaining to Chuck what happened when he found the broken girl on the curb.
-.-.-.-
Nate walked into Blair's hospital room.
He sat down on the closest chair to her bed, watching her sleep.
She had been basically comatose since they had arrived at the hospital.
He watched her eyes slowly open as she let out a groan.
Her eyes landed on his immediatly, as they filled with tears.
"N-Nate?" She whimpered.
He nodded, taking her hand and smiling.
"What happened?" She asked quietly.
He shrugged, clearing his throat.
"I was hoping you could tell me. They found a lot of alcohol in your system along with rufilin."
He watched her expression as she immediatly covered her face with her hands.
"What? Do you know who did this to you?" Nate asked surprised, as he stood up.
"It was Jack. Jack Bass."
I love you guys.
'Nuff said.
I know this is short, but I promise the next will be longer.
We will find out Serena's story soon enough.
And how Jack fits into this.
I realize there's been pretty much all Nate and Blair interaction, but I promise the Chair will happen soon.
Blair and Nate's newly bonded relationship needs to be shown through, how completely concrete and unbreakable it is.
(Nate is like Serena with a penis :D)
And if you haven't noticed, each chapter starts with lyrics from a song.
So I'll start posting it down here.
Song: Just Tonight
Artist: The Pretty Reckless (Yes TMomsen, don't judge. I ADORE the girl)
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