"Where the hell is Nate?!" Blair Waldorf cried, stomping her foot on the ground. Serena van der Woodsen sighed and rolled her eyes. How was she supposed to know? According to Blair, Nate was usually off somewhere getting stoned with Carter Bazien.
Which was probably where he was right now.
Serena, though, was still harboring a small crush to him after the year she had spent in boarding school and at this boring gala, she was ready to find someone else to hang out with that was different then Blair because Blair was acting more of a bitch than usual.
"I'll go find him!" Serena said, tucking a strand of yellow hair behind her ear as she marched off somewhere far away from Blair. Blair watched her go, far too aware of the fact that her best friend probably was going to suck face with her boyfriend, but at this point, she didn't care.
It had been three weeks since Serena came back from the unknown, and Blair was pretty pissed off about it. After all, Serena was taking all the attention again, leaving Blair second best. Chuck was still her best friend, whether everyone knew it or not, Serena was just around her for the attention. Chuck still knew all of her darkest secrets and had been there for her during some of her darkest times. Nate, however, was usually stoned and then complained about how Blair never told him anything anymore.
She wondered why she was even dealing with him anymore.
Biting her lip, her doe eyes wandered around the room, everyone in the Upper East Side looking their best right now. Serena was off somewhere, Nate was stoned, and by the looks of it, Chuck was busy sucking faces with some red head whose boob's looked faked.
Crossing her arms, she stood up from her secluded corner and started walking towards Chuck, and by the time she reached him, it looked like her 'best friend' was too busy groping some girl to notice that she needed to talk to him.
"Chuck," she said, but Chuck ignored her call. "CHUCK!"
His head shot up, but the redhead continued to kiss his neck. "Can't you see I'm a little busy here, Waldorf?" he shot at her "Unless you can make my time rewarding, you need to leave."
Blair smirked at Chuck before leaning close to his ear. "I have one word for you: lingerie."
Immediately, Chuck tensed up, shoved the redhead off of him, and followed Blair upstairs to her bedroom. He closed the door behind him and grinned at Blair. "So, do you need to strip for me or shall I take your clothes off for you?"
A swift kick shut Chuck up.
"I cannot believe you thought I was serious," Blair said, making her way into her closet. Chuck sat on the edge of her bed, nursing his foot, and mumbled something that Blair wisely ignored. "Now, how do I get Nate's attention off of Serena?"
Chuck's mouth almost dropped. "You mean you still haven't sealed the deal with Archibald? At this rate, you'll never get laid!"
Tears prickled behind Blair's big brown eyes. Chuck saw this coming and immediately felt bad. Walking over to her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close, something he had done frequently after Serena left. "Waldorf, if Nate doesn't want to seal the deal, it's his fault. You're still the hottest girl in the room. Serena is like a walking STD."
Nodding, Blair pretended that Chuck actually meant it. He was sometimes a better boyfriend then Nate was, and she loved him for that. In a purely platonic love that is. "I just-He doesn't love me anymore, does he?
Chuck knew the answer to that, and it wasn't the one Blair wanted to hear. Just the way Nate looked at Serena was enough to seal the deal. Perhaps at one point he loved Blair, but now he was only with Blair because Nate didn't want to be alone. Or Nate was just too scared to tell Serena what he really felt and Blair was just his fall back or something. "Of course he does." He told her, and hated every moment that he lied to her.
She nodded again and composed herself, pulling away from Chuck and marching over to her closet. Her dress was already sliding off her skinny figure-Chuck was getting a hard on just looking at her back-before she hid in her closet and put on her night slip. She wasn't going back to her mother and the stupid party.
"You can stay up here if you want," Blair said nonchalantly before sitting down on the bed. Chuck looked at her, her long legs poking out from beneath the small slip. If he was her boyfriend, he would be all over her, but he wasn't. Chuck Bass wasn't boyfriend material.
Shrugging his shoulders as though he wasn't completely turned on right now, he looked at Blair, who was tucked under the blankets. "Do you have anything that I can wear? I mean, a suit isn't all that comfortable."
Blair rolled her eyes. "My father left a pair of satin pajamas before he left for France. They're in my second draw." Chuck made his way over to the draw, and when he opened it, there was the promised lingerie next to the pajamas.
His pants were getting very tight, but he managed to get changed without Blair noticing what was happening to his body. Blair was too busy flipping through channels anyways.
Squealing with delight as Chuck sat down next to her-all awkward-she grinned. "Look! Beauty and the Beast is on ABC Family!" she said with excitement. She turned the volume up loudly so that neither of them could hear whatever was going on downstairs. "You know that you're the only one I've ever watched this movie with?"
His eyebrows rose. "Even dear Nathanial doesn't watch this?"?
Blair snorted. "No. I think he'd shoot himself before he would watch this." She said, and Chuck knew that she probably had a point. Snuggling close to him, Blair rested her head on the satin blue shirt and watched as Belle came out, singing the opening song. "If only my life was like that."
Chuck looked at her and grinned. "I'll be your beast. One day we'll go to Paris. You can wear a yellow dress and I'll be the beast and we can dance around Paris."
Laughing, Blair didn't think he was serious. "Alright. I'll hold you to that."
Hours later, Nate came wandering upstairs, looking to say goodbye to Blair when he opened the bedroom door. There was Chuck and Blair, hands intertwined and smiling in their sleep as the finishing song of Beauty and the Beast played.
Even Mr. Man-Bangs knew that these two were more like the characters in the movie then they realized.
Sorry this took forever to get out. I'm having such a major writer's block on my other story, so I thought that this would be the best one to update. I mean, it hasn't been updated in forever! R&R!