Dan and Blair walked hand in hand for a few minutes.
There was such a contented feeling inside of Blair that she just had to say something.
"Your hands are sweating." Blair pointed out to Dan, even though his hands weren't really that sweaty.
"I'm sorry."
Dan dropped his hand from hers, wiping the sweat off his hands on his jeans. Blair waited for Dan to take hold of her hand again, but he didn't. His hands just hung tantalizing to the sides of his jeans.
Blair glanced sideways at Dan. He was trying not to show it, but Blair could tell that she had hurt his feelings with her snarky comment. Blair's hand still pleasantly tingled from where Dan's hand had held hers a moment ago. Her hand pleasantly tingled? The next thing she knew, she would be bursting into show tunes on the Upper East Side proclaiming the greatness of Dan Humphrey to the homeless man who sometimes stood by her apartment building.
Blair wanted to apologize to Dan and ask him to hold her hand again, but instead she said in a very rude tone, "Why are you sweating so much?"
"I don't know."
"Maybe you should go to a doctor."
"There's nothing wrong with me." Dan retorted, "I just get nervous when I am around you sometimes, okay?"
"You never get nervous around me." Blair laughed, "You always tell me exactly what you think of me."
"Well, I don't always tell you exactly what I am thinking."
"Why? What are you thinking right now?"
"I am thinking…." He trailed off.
"What are thinking about?" Blair pressed eagerly. It bothered her to know that she cared so much what Dan Humphrey was thinking about.
"I can't tell you." Dan said looking embarrassed, "You'll mock me."
"Don't be stupid. Have I ever mocked you?" Blair batted her eyelashes innocently at him.
"Do you really want me to answer that?"
"Good point," Blair agreed, "But I am different now. I promise I won't mock you. Please tell me what you are thinking right now!"
Dan sighed, and his words came out in a rush. "I am thinking that you, Blair Waldorf, are the hottest girl I've ever met."
Blair made a theatrical show of rolling her eyes in disgust, but the insides of her body melted with happiness.
"You shouldn't get nervous around me, Humphrey. I am really not that bad." Blair said in a softer voice, taking one step closer to him.
Dan uncomfortably ran his fingers through his hair, staring at the ground. He looked so cute Blair thought He looked like an overgrown (and handsome!) school boy on his first date. Their eyes met for a second, and Dan's troubled face broke out in a hesitant smile. He was such a great guy, Blair realized as she found herself mirroring Dan's smile back to him.
Blair started to reach out for Dan. She wanted to kiss away all his worries.
"Dan! Blair!" A bell-like voice shouted. Serena van der Woodsen was prancing towards them. Her gorgeous, golden hair flowing back into the wind made Blair want to vomit all over it.
Blair immediately stopped in mid-reach for Dan. She took a step away from him and began to fix her headband with unnecessary concentration.
Serena was all smiles. She was completely immune to the fact that neither Dan nor Blair seemed particularly thrilled by her presence.
"What are you doing here?" Blair asked coldly.
"I just had a date." Serena said, confidently tossing her hair behind her shoulder. Indeed, Serena was radiating beauty even more than usual. Blair was about to be jealous of her best friend's flawless skin, but then recognized something. Serena had a sex glow.
Blair looked up and down Serena's gorgeous figure and recognized that Serena was in the same dress that she had worn at Chuck's party last night. Serena must have gone home with some random man yet again. Who did you have sex with this time, Serena? Nate? Another Professor from Columbia? Chuck? My gay father? Blair wouldn't be surprised with anybody.
Blair loved Serena, but she had to acknowledge the fact that Serena could certainly act like a slut sometimes.
Serena slowly turned her head back and forth from Blair to Dan several times. Blair could mark the exact moment that Serena grasped the oddity that Dan and Blair (people who had both professed to hate each other) were walking the streets of New York together.
"What are two you doing right now?" Serena asked Blair and Dan suspiciously.
"We just ran in to each other." Blair answered quickly, too quickly.
"But you guys can't stand one another!"
Dan opened his mouth to say something, but Blair cut him off. "Dan and I do hate each other. We hate each other more than I could even begin to express."
"Well, I've been seeing you guys together a lot lately." Serena noted suspiciously.
"That is merely a coincidence." Blair said, loftily putting her nose up in the air.
"Hmm," Serena mused. She looked Dan up and down, trying to dig out the truth from him. Stop looking Dan Humphrey, bitch! He is mine!
When Serena finally looked away from Dan, Blair felt relieved. The feeling was short-lived, however, when Serena turned to narrow her eyes at Blair.
"Blair?" Serena questioned. "Can I ask you a question?"
"Of course, Serena," Blair said graciously to her best friend.
"Why does Dan have your lipstick all over his mouth?"
"He does not!" Blair protested, but sure enough Dan had her Chanel lipstick (the exact shade Audrey Hepburn had worn at the beginning of Breakfast at Tiffany's) all over his mouth, even on the nape of his neck.
Serena's opened and closed. She pointed to Blair, and then she pointed to Dan. For a minute, Serena couldn't even find words.
Finally, Serena stuttered, "Dan and yours relationship is going to take the Upper East Side like a hurricane."
"Dan and I are not dating! He's Dan Humphrey! He disgusts me!" Yet Blair's words fell flat even to herself.
She heard a few cameras around her taking pictures of them. She knew that Dan and hers relationship would be all over Gossip Girl within seconds.
Looks like affair between B and Lonely boy just got busted.- XOXO Gossip Girl.