Blair turned around and faced Chuck fully. She noticed that he looked worried, almost like he was ready for her to pull out a belt and whip him across the face. Did he know her at all?
She had made her decision in a heartbeat. Why would she even consider the other choice – she asked herself silently? She knew that she couldn't hurt Chuck like she did in the elevator. The look on his face when she told him she was done . . . was . . . was . . . she couldn't even describe it. All she knew was that it was priceless.
She didn't know if Chuck knew the effect he had on her; she secretly hoped he didn't. There was just something about him that attracted her to him. And at times when she tried to forget about him, he would magically appear back into her life (when she least expected it). How she hated what he did to her. She absolutely loathed it.
Noticing that it had been a couple of minutes since they had spoken to one another, Blair decided to break the awkward silence.
"Chuck I . . . still . . . I still care about you." Blair stuttered out.
It felt like once she said those words, that he had defeated her. To Blair defeat was the absolute worst feeling in the world. Right after those words had left her mouth, Blair quickly glanced away. She didn't want Chuck to see her like this. Defeated.
Then Chuck did something Blair wasn't expecting him to do. He reached over and tapped her shoulder lightly. Blair flinched but didn't turn around; so, Chuck got up from the white-striped hospital chair and sat on the bed next to Blair. He began to stare at her with a powerful intensity. He held the gaze until she looked up at him, under her eyelashes, and met his eyes. He saw the coward expression on her face; Chuck knew that it was hard for her to admit her true feelings for him, because he felt the same way when he told Blair he cared about her. What he was going to say next would probably be the hardest thing he had ever said in his life. He had never told anyone those three little magical words, so Blair would be his first, and hopefully his only.
"Blair. . ." Chuck paused and looked towards her hoping to catch her eye. Once he had it he continued his phrase.
"Blair, I love you." Chuck practically spit out the words, he was so nervous. But what he wasn't ready for was her reaction.
Blair reached towards him and pulled him into an intense, passionate embrace. The taste of her lips moving up and down his was the single best moment in his life. Little did he know that it was the greatest moment in her life too? She intertwined her hands in his hair as he gently rubbed her back, with a soothing ease.
They knew each other better than anyone. They were exactly alike in so many ways, let complete opposites. They were two puzzle pieces that once fit together, couldn't break apart. They were meant to be.