Hey! I've got a lot of messages from all the Chair fans who wanted me to continue this story. I love the angst of Chuck and Blair's games so since I have a lot of summer time on my hands, I'll continue to update this story as long as I know people are reading and enjoying it. PLEASE REVIEW!
I do not own Gossip Girl
"Blair wait up!" Serena said as she walked quickly down the long corridor in her new yellow pumps.
Blair turned with a stricken look on her face towards Serena and then proceeded to continue her walk down the lengthy hall. Blair usually enjoyed the spotlight and almost always demanded attention towards her, but today was a different story. Chuck's escapades of cherry pie at her gathering completely humiliated her. While the damage of the pot pies lacked the severity that she imagined, the prank still put a dent into her plan to rule as Queen of Columbia. Of course the Gossip Girl blast had the most impact since all of Manhattan now questioned Blair's drug habit. People who weren't even involved with the party knew something had gone down at her penthouse involving drugs. So today, everywhere she went minions and civilians alike shot her a quick glance and a smirk as she passed by. The last thing she needed was Serena announcing her arrival like a damn intercom as she entered the crowded courtyard at the end of the corridor.
Serena finally caught up with Blair in the courtyard and managed to match Blair's stride as the two walked the paths around the yard. "Blair these are new shoes," Serena said, "You could have at least slowed down a little." "I just want to get out of this place before another stoner asks me for some pot pie," Blair said picking up her pace. "Blair you know it wasn't as bad as it could have been. What would have been worse is if everyone in the living room saw you and Chuck come out of the kitchen post your little cherry bomb fight." "Oh shut it Lita Ford. He deserved it. I lost at least ten possible followers because of him!" "Blair this isn't an Ashton Kutcher follower race on Twitter." "You're right. This is more important!"
Blair began to blabber down her list of why ruling Columbia was her destiny and Serena just stood in front of her and took the venting. "Okay then," Serena said as soon as she could get a word in, "I have to meet Eric for lunch." "No you don't," Blair said grabbing the handle of Serena's Chanel bag and pulling her along, "We have plans to make plans for tonight." Serena yanked the handle from Blair's tiny hand, "What plans for tonight?" Blair gasped and looked at Serena with a dumbfound expression, "You think I didn't come up with a plan for battle to get that ass back? Do you know me at all woman?" Serena stared at Blair and tried to hold her ground. She was tired of getting involved in Chuck and Blair's games. But Blair had that "I'm out for blood" look in her eye and Serena knew she wasn't getting out of this. "Fine...I'll do it," she said to Blair, "Where are we meeting up at?" Blair gave Serena her most fake smile and said, "My house at 8:00."
"He is going to murder you," Serena said as the cab pulled up to the Empire. "No he won't," Blair said getting out of the car, "He'll hire a hit man." The two walked up the way to the main entrance of Chuck's hotel. The doorman smiled at Blair and opened the door. Immediately the front desk clerk recognized Blair and sent the two up to Chuck's suite. "How do you know he won't walk through his front door in the middle of this?" Serena asked. Blair turned towards the mirror above the fireplace and perfected her chocolate locks, "Because him and Nate are out at a club with some skanky bimbos they picked up." Blair then led the way to Chuck's bedroom and opened the third dresser drawer. "Okay do you have the camera ready Serena?" "Yeah...how did you know where he keeps it? I would think he would have that thing protected with lock and key. Even from you." "I saw the maid put it in here when she thought I wasn't looking one day. It's a pretty lame hiding place if you ask me." Blair pulled the item from the drawer and laid it across the end of the bed. "Show time," Blair said with a devilish grin. Serena laughed and held up the camera ready to snap the picture.
Chuck pressed his lips against her neck and ran his hand behind her knee. Within seconds her leg was hitched up around his waist and his hand was nearing up her skirt. The red head giggled and ran her hands through his hair and then began to unravel the tie around his neck. A beep then came from the inside of Chuck's pocket and him being the business man he was never ignored a call. "Excuse me," Chuck said reaching for his phone. The girl didn't mind the interruption much and continued to undress him.
INCOMING MESSAGE
BLAIR
He smirked and held the phone in his left hand as he right flew up to the wall behind the girl's head. She had gotten his tie off and was now pulling his shirt from his buckled pants. "Take charge type of girl," he said, "I like it." "I haven't even started yet," the girl said with a smile. She grabbed both sides of his face and kissed him full on the mouth. Chuck gave into her control and was about to place his phone back inside his pocket when it beeped once again. He pulled away from her lips and she continued her kisses down his neck. The same words flashed across the screen.
INCOMING MESSAGE
BLAIR
This time curiosity got the best of him and he pressed the view message button on his phone. It was a picture message of a bed with pieces of something cut up laid out in the shape of a heart. The red head in his arms ran her hand to the back of his head and pulled a little on his hair. It made him lose focus on the picture but he then held the phone screen up closer to his face. He zoomed in on the picture and realized the bed was his in his bedroom. He zoomed in further and saw that the pieces on the bed in the shape of a heart looked like fabric. A red, white, and blue checkered fabric.
"Fuck!" he yelled. Immediately the girl let go of him and flew backwards into the wall. "What's the matter?" Chuck ignored the girl and ran out of the private room into the crowded area of the club. He quickly found Nate surrounded by a group of girls. Nate saw Chuck's face and excused himself from the group. "What's the matter man? Where's that red head chick Ruby?" "It's Blair!" Chuck shoved his phone into Nate's face. After a minute of Nate looking closely at the picture he said, "Holy shit dude! That's your..." "My scarf! My prized possession! Hell that thing is my signature!" Nate held back his laugh because he knew who had cut up the scarf. It was Blair's payback for the pies. It was a strategic strike of battle from Blair. "I need a drink man," Chuck said headed for the bar, "And you know what Nate?" "What?" "Her timing is so good she even cock blocked me." "A two for one battle man. She's good."
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