Author's Note: Well, I didn't expect to make this an ongoing story, but I was inspired after getting such nice reviews, so thanks for reading and I'll continue to update this story (my first!) and eventually add new stories.

"Chuck…Chuck stop." Blair shoved Chuck off of her, the two of them were sitting in the back of his limo, and Chuck had wasted no time. He had begun kissing her the moment the doors closed. Blair had given in momentarily, but she soon remembered what was on her mind.

"We were just getting to the good part, too." Chuck muttered.

Blair smiled a little; he was so cute when he pouted. It usually made her forget whatever she had on her mind, but not now, Blair was on a mission. She sat back, leaning against the seat.

"Okay, so I was thinking about you all day…" Blair began.

"I like where this is going." Chuck said as he smirked and leaned back in to kiss her.

Blair pushed Chuck away from her and gave him a death glare, and then she continued.

"I want to know what we're doing." She finished uncertainly, looking at him expectantly.

"Well Blair, you see when two people love each other, or in our case, love each other's bodies…" Chuck started explaining, patronizingly.

He was forced to stop as Blair's small hand collided with the side of his head.

"That's it, Bass; I knew this was a mistake. Let me out of this limo right now!" Blair shouted angrily.

"What? Waldorf, relax I was just joking." Chuck said quickly. He grabbed Blair's shoulders as she tried to turn away from him, forcing her to look at him.

"What is it that you want to know? Is it about our future?" Chuck asked sincerely.

Blair looked at the fear and concern in his eyes. It wasn't just about sex; he really didn't want her to leave.

"It's just that, when I was with Nate, everyone expected us to be together and get married and have kids and now that that's gone and I'm with you, I guess I'm just confused as to what we're supposed to do." Blair said hurriedly, the words spilling out of her mouth.

Chuck watched her ramble on, amused. When Blair finished, he pulled her close and held her comfortingly.

After a moment he said "Blair, can I ask you a question?"

"Uh, sure, I guess." She answered, confused.

"Are you happy?"

"Well yes, but I'm confused and-" Blair started.

Chuck rolled his eyes, "That's not what I asked. Are you happy?"

Blair looked into his eyes. "Yes."

"Good, then let's not worry about anything. We're happy right now, and you can wait until you're ready to tell people about us." Chuck told her happily.

Blair smiled, at least for now, everything would be just fine. They stayed as they were, sitting and holding each other comfortingly, leaving their future undecided.

The next morning Blair woke up late for school. She jumped out of bed, silently cursing herself for forgetting to set her alarm. She threw on her uniform quickly and dashed down the stairs and out the door. She looked around for her chauffeur, but he was nowhere in sight. Suddenly, she spotted a limo come around the corner and pull to a stop in front of her.

Without waiting for the chauffeur to assist her, she pulled the door open and hopped inside, making a mental note to discuss the issue of her ride's promptness, or lack of promptness to be more accurate. When she closed the door and noticed her surroundings she almost had a heart attack.

This wasn't her limo at all. Luckily, it belonged to Chuck Bass, who sat across from her wearing an amused expression along with his school uniform and trademark scarf.

"Do you climb into other people's limos without checking to see whom they belong to first very often?" He asked, smirking.

Blair didn't miss a beat. "Of course not, I knew this was your limo." She scoffed.

"I'm sure." Chuck said. He didn't believe her for a second.

They sat silently for a moment. A block away from the school, Chuck glanced back at Blair.

"Do you want to walk from here?" He asked.

Blair looked at him, and thought about their conversation from the previous day. She made up her mind, scooting over to the seat next to him and taking his hand in hers.

"No, I think we should both get out at school…together." She stated determined.

Chuck grinned and squeezed her hand reassuringly as they pulled to a stop in front of the school.

Blair could feel the eyes of her classmates boring into her as they climbed out of the limo. She ignored them, holding her head high and strutting confidently up the stairs next to Chuck- her Chuck.