Title: Love Story

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I don't own Titanic, Gossip Girl or any of its characters.

A/N I am so sorry for the delay! I've been meaning to post this for a while, but I've been lazy! Sorry =) Anyways, thank you everyone for the lovely reviews! You guys are the bestest XD Only two more episodes for Gossip Girl, is everyone else freaking out over Chuck and Blair like me? OMG I hope things end well for this season or else it'll be a sad summer =(

I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, it's a bit short but has some infamous Titanic moments ;)

Chapter 9

Chuck raced after Blair, ignoring the pointed looks from everyone around him.

"Blair!" Chuck called out repeatedly, but she ignored him and kept on walking. "Blair," he called once again before grasping her shoulder and sweeping her to the side.

"What on Earth? Chuck leave me!"

"No," Chuck insisted, taking her into a nearby room and locking the door. The two stood alone in gymnasium, the light pouring in through the ripple-glass window. Blair gasped and kept her distance from Chuck. This was wrong.

"This is crazy, Chuck! What the hell are you doing?" Blair yelled in anger. "You are engaged to be married! I will not let you disgrace me and your relationship with Serena"

"Blair, you are no picnic! You are a brat even, but under that you have a strong, pure heart! You're the most amazingly astounding girl I've ever known and –"

"Chuck! Stop it!" Blair cried, roughly grabbing his shoulder. "Serena told me how much she loves you, and you are hurting her!"

"Blair shut up!" Chuck screamed. "Let me try to get this out. You're amazing, and I know you probably don't feel the same way, but I'm involved remember? You're involved. I jump, you jump! Please, I care for you – a lot!"

"Chuck," Blair whispered. "You only think you care or like me. The truth is, I am someone you could never have in your life, and that excites you. You don't want someone like me!" Blair tried to reason with him, but he shook his head like a child.

"Blair, you are making this really hard. You're not like anyone I've known before and –"

"Exactly," Blair cut him off. "I'm not like anyone you've met before. You're bored with your life. I know Chuck, but leaving the woman who loves you and hurting your family is not the answer!"

"Blair, that's not true! My father doesn't understand me. No one does, like you do."

"Let me guess. Right now when he asked to speak with you, he asked you to stay away from me?"

"No…yes, but Blair…"

"No, Chuck. You need to stop this madness!"

"Around you, I feel different, Blair. I've never felt this way before, at least not since my mother died when I was a child. You are loving and kind and make me feel like a good person. You see me, you understand me. Blair you've become…you've become everything to me," Chuck whispered, holding Blair's face close to his.

"Chuck," Blair closed her eyes. There was a long pause. He moved to her ear and whispered softly.

"Run away with me."

Blair's breathe caught in her throat. He truly wanted her come with him, but that meant he would have to leave his family behind. Blair opened her mouth to answer him, but closed it again as Chuck moved closer to her, his eyes smoldering. Blair felt herself giving into his warm embrace, and Chuck kissed her ear.

"No!" Blair yelled, snapping out of her trance. She pushed Chuck back and moved away. Blair mustered up all of her strength and looked him straight in the eye. "You aren't good for me, Chuck. The truth is, you're not a good person, and I could never be with someone like you." Chuck felt his heart break. Blair masked her feeling and gave him a blank stare.

"Blair."

"Goodbye Chuck," Blair held back the tears and left the room. Closing the door behind her, Blair allowed to the tears to fall down her cheeks. He could never know how desperately she was falling in love with him.

The pain was unbearable. Blair sat on her bed, wanting to scream and throw a tantrum. She wanted to forget everything and run into Chuck's arms, kissing him passionately. She wanted him, needed him, but was not worthy of his love. Serena had made that very clear.

Yet, everything was a blur. Her heart screamed one thing, but her mind screamed another. Blair was dying on the inside from the increasing dilemma. She missed the comfort of her father. He would know the right words to say to her.

He would say something absurd like, "Serena is a vile gold digger," and crack funny insults towards her. Blair smiled lightly. Her father would tell her to follow her heart and not care about what anyone said or thought. Her heart pointed to Chuck. She loved him, and would die without him.

On the promenade deck, Blair rushed to find Chuck. She would not be weak anymore; however, Chuck was nowhere in sight. Blair sighed and ran to the other end of the deck, nearly toppling over a man in her way.

"Whoa, watch it there Miss," he called out. Blair looked up into the shining, blue eyes belonging to Nate. "Well, well, hello there Miss Blair."

"Nathaniel, thank god I found you," Blair breathed heavily, her cheeks red. Nate laughed.

"Couldn't get enough?" Nate winked as Blair made a face. "Kidding. Looking for Chuck?"

"Yes. I have to apologize to him for my behaviour and explain myself." Nate smiled and pointed towards the front of the ship.

"Something tells me Chuck will be up there." Blair followed his gaze and quickly thanked him before making her way towards the front. Nate stopped her. "Chuck may not always show it, but he has a good heart. He really cares for you in a way I've never seen him care for anyone before. Regardless of anything, you two belong together." Blair was speechless. "Go on," Nate laughed. She smiled warmly and raced to find Chuck.

The Titanic steamed into the dusk light, as if lit by the embers of a giant fire. Chuck stood right at the apex of the bow railing. He closed his eyes, letting the chill wind clear his head.

"Chuck." He heard a voice behind him and smiled without opening his eyes. It was Blair. He turned around and she was standing there, in her forest green dress with the wind blowing her mahogany curls back violently. She was breathtaking. The two stood staring at one another for what seemed like ages.

"Blair," Chuck whispered against the wind.

"I changed my mind." Chuck smiled at her, his eyes drinking her in. Her cheeks were red from the chill wind and her eyes sparkled. "Nate said you might be up here."

"Shh…come here." Blair eyes him nervously and stepped towards him. He put his hand around her waist, as if he were going to kiss her. "Close your eyes." Blair hesitated for a moment, and then slowly allowed her eyes to flutter shut. Chuck turned her to face forward, the way the ship was moving. He pressed Blair gently to the rail, standing right behind her. Chuck trailed a hand lightly up one arm, across her shoulders and down the other. Goosebumps rose on her skin, and Blair suppressed a blissful whimper. Chuck smiled and brushed her hair away from the back of her neck and ran his nose across the exposed skin, his lips followed next. He took her two hands and raised them until she was standing with her arms outstretched on each side. Blair laughed quietly, but went along with him, her eyes remained closed. Chuck lowered his hands, and her arms stayed put, like wings. "Okay, open them."

"Oh my," Blair gasped upon opening her eyes. There was nothing in her field of vision but the endless water. It was as if there was no ship under them at all, just the two of them soaring. The Atlantic unrolled towards her, a hammered copper shield under a dusk sky. There was only wind, and the hiss of the water below. "I'm flying!"

Blair leaned forward, arching her back. Chuck smiled and put his hands on her waist to steady her. Blair closed her eyes, feeling herself floating weightless far above the sea. She smiled dreamily and leaned back, gently pressing her back against Chuck's chest. Chuck pushed forward slightly against her, and raised his hands to meet hers – their fingertips gently touched. Moving slowly, their fingers began to intertwine, caressing through and around each other like the bodies of two lovers. Chuck moved her arms around Blair, hugging her and tipped his face forward into her blowing hair. He let the scent wash over him, until his cheek touched her ear. Blair tilted her head back until her lips were near his. Turning further, her lips met his, surrendering to him, to the emotion, to the inevitable. Chuck and Blair.

They kissed, slowly and tremulously, and then with building passion. Chuck and the Titanic seemed to merge into one force of power and optimism, lifting Blair, and buoying her forward on a magical journey, soaring onward into a night without fear.

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