A/N: Once again, thanks for the reviews. This is probably one of the longest chapters in this fic. Uh, thanks again to SamQuinnSportyBee and Superdani a.k.a Violetfairchild. I don't know if some parts are alright. But review this just the same. :)
"Nick and I ended things" Dylan said, as she saw Serena. "why? he was cute, he was a gentleman to you, you two have gone on amazing dates so far. What's wrong?" Serena said. It had already been a week, and the White Party was getting close. "well, I just don't feel it anymore" Dylan shook her head. They walked in the direction of Dylan's house at once. "aww, cheer up, D. You'll meet someone new, and I bet that by the time you do, you're going to feel it over and over again. I know I do, with Dan, speaking of which, he still isn't coming here" Serena suddenly thought. She suddenly felt hands cover her eyes. "guess who?" it said. Dylan smiled. "Dan! You're here" Serena said, turning around to kiss him. "okay, before you do that, know your audience" Dylan laughed. "hey, Dylan" Dan said, as Dylan gave a little wave. "I have no idea. I spent the entire time here, with Serena, He's been really mysterious lately" Dylan said. "isn't he seeing someone?" Serena asked. "yeah, he is. I don't even know who she is" she said. "ooh, really? alright, mind if I borrow Serena for a while?" Dan said, his arm around Serena's waist. "not at all. I'm about to go home, actually. I'll see you guys tomorrow" she said, walking ahead of them. 'they're lucky' she thought, as she crossed the street, and opened the front door.
When she was inside, she slumped on the couch. She began to look at her phone, and then dialed a number. "Chuck, it's me" Dylan said. "I'm surprised you called" he said on the other line, seated on the couch, with a glass of scotch in front of him once again. "hey, uh, I haven't gotten the chance to thank you lately, the one time that I did have the chance, I was kind of… shy" she said, hesitant on the shy part. "relax, you don't have to explain. I know you'll repay me" he said. She could tell he was grinning. "what exactly did you have in mind?" Dylan asked. "one night with you. Alone" he said. "what do you mean alone?" Dylan asked. "let me think. Dinner at your place?" he asked. "oh, right. Of course," she said. Her lips then formed into a smile. She was suddenly, amused by the idea. She liked it. "when?" she asked. "tonight. I'll come by around 7. I'd want to see you in a black dress tonight" he said, then hanging up. Dylan dropped her phone beside her. "Marge?" she looked behind. "yes, Dylan?" Marge appeared from the kitchen. "get a big bag. I'll need you to pick up a few things" she said. "yes, Dylan" and Marge went back inside the kitchen. Dylan looked out the window. 'whoa, did I just like what we're going to do tonight?' she thought. 'ugh, must shake it off. This is Chuck Bass. You're better than that. You don't fall for pigs' 'yes you do' a voice appeared in her head, and it was different. It was his voice. 'I don't go out with pigs, Dylan Madeline Von Furstenburg, you don't go out with pigs. Nick is 10 times better than Chuck Bass' 'what's the harm in trying? You went out with me once, right? if you don't like me, then why are you thinking about me?' the voice said. 'i'm not thinking about you, your voice popped in here, it's not like I had a choice or anything' 'you're right. But either way, you'd end up thinking about me, as I do with you' 'ugh! Je ne peux pas le croire!' Dylan's eyes widened. The voices in her head disappeared. "no way" she cringed.
Serena's phone suddenly rang. "help!" Dylan said. "what? Dylan, why? what's wrong?" Serena said, flustered. "argh! je ne peux pas le croire! c'est mauvais, très, très, mal!" Dylan said. "okay, okay, I don't understand what you're saying" Serena said. "I think I'm going ballistic or something. I keep on shrugging it off, but he just seems to be there. His voice sticks in my head, I'm going paranoid, and why isn't Marge here yet?!" Dylan looked out impatiently, then rubbed her temples. "who just seems to be there?" Serena asked. Dylan didn't answer. Serena's eyes widened. "no way, you like him!" she said. Dan looked confused. "I don't know. I don't know if I do, or if I don't. He just happens to be there" Dylan said, lying down on the couch, as Marge came in. "you absolutely like him! This is an obvious sign that you do. How did this happen?" Serena was grinning. "it was right after we talked. I called him up to thank him for what happened, he said his usual Chuck Bass-isms, and I asked him what can I do to show my thanks for what he did with Julian, and he said a night alone, just the two of us, and he's going to come by here by 7, and when we both hung up, I started thinking about it, and all of a sudden, one thing led to another, and there, there, there" Dylan explained. "okay, Dylan, first thing you have to do is breathe. And second, did you at least think it through before considering his request?" Serena did air-quotes. "it's not like I had a choice" Dylan said. "okay, you're beginning to sound like Blair. If you want, I'll come over right away, and pick out something for you to wear, and I'll prepare you for what you're about to experience tonight, or maybe what's going to happen the morning after, okay? I'll see you in 5" and Serena hung up.
"going somewhere tonight?" Nate said, watching Chuck get ready. "as a matter of fact, yes. I am going somewhere tonight. Somewhere special" Chuck fixed his tie. "really? where to?" Nate said, a little surprised. "Dylan's house" Chuck said. Nate's eyes widened. "why all of a sudden are you going to her house? You do know she doesn't like you as much, right?" Nate said, his brow raised in confusion. "I do. But then she called to thank me for what happened with Julian, I told her she could repay me with a date" Chuck looked at him. "don't tell me you have been trying to put the moves on Dylan for the past week" Nate said. "I didn't. Until now" Chuck grinned. "alright, you two have fun" Nate said. "how about you? You've been seeing someone for about a month now, and you don't even tell us" Chuck looked at Nate. "I'll tell you guys when it's actually the right time to tell. But, as of now, I don't" Nate said, shaking his head. "sooner or later, I will find out, you know that, right?" Chuck said. "yeah, I know. I just hope you won't be too surprised" Nate crossed his arms. "I'm sure I won't" Chuck said. "all this is making me think about Dylan. I haven't talked to her since last week" Nate said. "that's because you have been spending so much time with your girl" Chuck said. "it's not really just the girl. Family stuff, it's getting to me" Nate said. "well, then you'll need something to cheer yourself up. Your phone's ringing, must be your girlfriend" Chuck said. "yeah, it's her. I better go now, you and Dylan have fun" Nate said, leaving.
Meanwhile, Serena was at Dylan's room, staring at her closet. "I am amazed. All these clothes are from Paris" Serena said, looking at a vest. "not all are designer brands. I sometimes shop at those vintage thrift stores" Dylan grinned. "ooh, can I borrow these?" she showed Dylan the purple top. "yeah sure" Dylan nodded. "okay, now what are you going to wear? Did Chuck say anything he'd want to see you in?" she asked. "he said he wanted to see me in a black dress" Dylan replied. "ooh. It's a bit hot to wear a black dress, or just a black top with your white shorts, and these shoes" Serena opened her shoe closet. "the white Manolos. Very cool" Dylan said. "Okay, getting back to why I'm here, I still can't believe you like him" Serena said. "I'm not saying I do" Dylan said. "but you keep on thinking about him. You're thinking about him now, are you?" she said. "you brought him up!" Dylan said. "oh my god. You like him, you like him a lot" Serena said, surprised. "does it help that I'm ashamed to say it. It's Chuck Bass, you know. I can't believe I actually like a Chuck Bass. He's the type I usually avoid going out with. Or actually spending time with, for that matter" Dylan said. "does Nate know?" Serena said. "I doubt it. But I think Chuck told him himself. I just can't believe I'm stressing this much just for tonight, that I actually like the guy I'm going out with" Dylan blurted out, her eyes widened in surprise. "oh my god, it's confirmed! You do like Chuck Bass!" she said. "may I remind you that he's your step-brother" Dylan said. "so? my friend likes my step brother. You don't see that everyday" Serena said. "and you're actually in favor of this, thing that's going to happen?" Dylan looked confused. "actually, the reason why I'm in favor of this, is that you just might be what Chuck really needs" Serena said, this time, her smile faded. "uh, what?" Dylan said. "you just might be the one to be able to fix him or something. Make him a new man, or something like that. Now get dressed, and put on your makeup, Chuck's going to be here in a few minutes, and I have to go. Tell me everything that happened tomorrow, or as soon as your date ends, alright? hope you and Chuck have fun" she said, grinning, then leaving the room. Dylan fell back on the pillows, taking a deep breath. Her lips formed into a smile, as she began to imagine what was going to happen. But her smile faded, into a look of surprise, and disgust. "argh!" she said, getting off her bed and beginning to change.
She sat in the living room, drumming her fingers on the couch. The clock was ticking, and Marge had already prepared their dinner, and lit up the candelabra. The place was getting dark, the only lights in the house were from the candles on the oval dining table. "knock, knock" someone was outside. "it's early" Dylan looked at the clock on the wall, then came out to open the door. "Chuck, you're ear- Nate!" she said, as Nate was standing right outside. "hey Dylan" he said, smiling. "what are you doing here? I thought you were with your girlfriend or something" she said, stepping outside and closing the door. "we'll meet up tomorrow. Hey, I hear you and Chuck are on this date thing" he said. "he told me this was a way to repay him, so, there" Dylan said, trying not to smile. "hey, I sense something on today, I can't figure it out as much" Nate said, scrutinizing Dylan. "so, you plan on telling me who your girlfriend is?" Dylan crossed her arms. "I can't talk about it here, somewhere else. Oh, look, I'm out of time, I just came by to wish you a good luck" he kissed her on the cheek. "thanks a lot Archibald" Dylan said, as he began to walk in the opposite direction. She smiled to herself, as she saw Nate walk off. She stepped back inside the house, only to hear that there was a knock on the door again. 'it's Chuck' she thought, as she turned around to open the door.
"I was actually, more like you, back in Paris" she said, later on during their dinner. "I can't say I'm surprised. Guys give you their numbers all of a sudden, or even ask for yours" Chuck said. Dylan put down her fork. "I'm surprised, you listened to me" she said, wiping her lips with the table napkin. "it's not like I didn't try" Chuck said. "oh, right" Dylan said. "dessert, for the both of you" Marge came in, bringing crème brulee. "you know, not every guy did what you just did for me" Dylan said quietly. Chuck looked at her. He could suddenly feel her letting her guard down on him. "I'm sorry how I was towards you before. I just met you and all, and it could've ruined our friendship, if you'd call it that" Dylan said. Chuck put down his spoon. "most people tend to be like that around me. I'm used to it, so you don't have to apologize. But, ever since the night we went out, the way we left things, it seemed to… stick to my mind" Chuck said. Dylan looked down at the empty plate in front of her. 'oh my' she suddenly thought. She shook her head, then looked at him, and took a deep breath. "the way we said goodnight to each other, played like a video in my head" he said. "really?" Dylan asked. "yes. I've been thinking about you since the moment we met" he said. Dylan noticed him. He was serious. She couldn't speak. She was a bit taken aback by what he had said. "all of a sudden, I'm finding it hard to tell if you're serious about what you just said" she said. Chuck stood up, and so did she. "I am" Chuck's voice lowered. "I just don't know" Dylan said. Chuck came closer. "if I do this, then maybe you'll find out that I am" and he kissed her. 'whoa! Whoa! Whoa!' she suddenly thought. But then all logic was pushed out of the way, as she simply melted in his kiss. The feel of his lips against hers was electric. As he pulled away, he looked at her. "you didn't pull away" he said, like it wasn't a big deal. Dylan didn't say anything. She was speechless. "I didn't" she muttered, then he kissed her again.
Serena's eyes widened. "oh my god! You actually enjoyed it, didn't you?" she said. "argh, I knew you were going to say that" Dylan said. "so, did you like it?" she asked. Dylan just looked at her. "blink consecutively for yes, blink once for no, and don't blink at all, if you really don't know if you did or didn't" she said. Dylan just looked at her, then started to blink consecutively. "oh my god!" Serena said loudly. "he's a good kisser, what else was I supposed to think. All logic and critical thinking in my head was suddenly removed by the time he did" she said. "you're blushing" Serena noticed her turn a little pink. "why the hell is that guy such a good kisser?! I blame myself" she said. "aww, come on, if I was a guy, I'd date you" Serena said. "okay, then right now, I wish you were" Dylan laughed, hitting her with a cushion. "so, after you two kissed, that was when he said goodnight?" Serena asked. Dylan didn't say anything. "not really. One thing led to another, and before I, actually knew it, we were doing, more than that" she said. "ooh, too much, too much. And you're referring to Chuck Bass here. Never mind, I already know what you two did" she said. "we didn't get to that part. A hardcore makeout session is the correct answer" Dylan said. "ooh, then I'm not surprised. You've fallen under his spell. Okay, I have to go meet Dan, and I just have to say, if ever, this works out, by some miracle, Chuck starts getting serious about the girls in his life, I'd be very impressed and a little surprised" she said, then hugging her before she left. "toodles" she said, opening the door.
Nate gave Chuck a look. "you look like you had a good time last night" he said, sitting down. "I did. Nothing happened" Chuck said. "yeah right" Nate raised a brow. "well, nothing else happened" Chuck said. "what else happened?" Nate asked. "Dylan's the type of girl that when I, try to kiss her, she'd pull away immediately," Chuck grinned. "okay, I think I know what you mean" Nate said. "but then last night, she didn't" he said, drinking scotch. "oh, oh" Nate was a little surprised. "I have to say, the way she was last night, it's all I could think about today" Chuck said, finishing his glass and refilling it. "hey, I have to take off, go to Dylan's house, and hang out" Nate said, standing up, and leaving.