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Chuck had to admit that Blair looked absolutely devastated when the clock read 12:01. She was sitting at the bar sipping champagne and looking as if her heart had been torn from her chest. Usually the sight of someone so broken would bring immense happiness and yet this was Blair. Seeing her in such despair bothered him. Rationally he had known that when Nathaniel did not call she would be upset and yet a part of him had hoped that maybe she would see she didn't need Nate. She didn't belong with the only son of Anne Archibald and she never had.

Since the young Bass heir had never been in a relationship he couldn't comprehend exactly why anyone would desire to belong to one person and one person only. In his mind that took away all the fun of life. From his perspective she should be thanking him for setting her free of the chains of being in a real relationship. Now she was free to whatever or whoever she may want he included. Not that Chuck would mind being her go to man for any physical needs she may require to be scratched for her. It would be his pleasure or rather it would be his honor to give her pleasure which in turn would give him the same pleasure so it evened out in his opinion.

"It is officially one minute past midnight princess." He told her with a smirk as he slid in to the seat next her. He had to remember that he had won and even her puppy eyes would not keep him from his prize. A deal was a deal after all. "It looks like you lose."

"Could you look anymore smug?" Blair snapped as she closed her phone and shoved it in to her purse. She glared at Chuck when he set his hand on her thigh before quickly smacking it away. Was he stupid or did he want someone to see? "If I didn't know better I would think you relish my unhappiness."

Not one to be told what to do he set his hand on her thigh once more. It's not as if anyone was looking at them and even if they were nobody would dare to say anything to either of them for fear of retribution. "I relish my victory not the fact he broke your heart."

The queen of Constance felt her carefully constructed façade come crumbling down as soon as the mention of Nate was brought up. Still Blair knew she could not allow Chuck to see how much he had hurt her with that statement. He already won once today and she would be damned if she let him win again. "Careful Bass you are starting to sound like you care about someone other than just yourself."

"Would it be such a bad thing if I did?" The teen playboy asked with a raised eyebrow.

Had he really just admitted to caring about her? Chuck Bass cared about nobody other than himself and he didn't see that changing for a very long time, but if he didn't care about her then why did he feel this little ache in his stomach knowing that he had hurt her by sabotaging her phone call with Nate? Perhaps he had indigestion from eating something he shouldn't have. Yes, that had to be it because feelings were nothing something one should associate with Charles Bass. He did not nor would he ever care about anyone other than himself. He had been this way his entire life and he did not see that changing anytime soon for anyone especially a girl no matter how good she had been.

"Is that a confession?" She felt the need to snap back at him. "Because if it is then you should know it's not something I want to hear. This is probably the worst birthday ever."

"Maybe it can be salvaged?" Chuck questioned as he thought about how he could make her birthday better for her and for once he wasn't just thinking about sex.

Blair made a face of utter disgust at his comment obviously having jumped to the conclusion that he was being his usual perverted self. "If that is a come on of some sort then you are in need of practice because I have no idea how any girl in her right mind could ever fall for that."

That sleazy, but oh so sexy smile of his came in to play. "Well Blair I thought you of all people would know it's not my verbal skills that have girls flocking my way. If you have forgotten that quickly I can give you a reminder."

"You get grosser by the second." Blair rolled her eyes as she took another drink of her champagne. All she wanted to do in this moment was get drunk off her ass so that she could forget everything. If it hadn't been her birthday party she would've been in the bathroom by this point, but she couldn't risk that right now with so many people around.

"And you get older." Chuck said pointing to Kati and Iz who were carrying her birthday cake over to her. "Are you going to make a wish?"

"Why?" She shot back while turning away from the cake. "It's not like it is going to come true. It already didn't come true."

"Maybe I can fix that problem for you." The only child of Bart Bass joked until he saw the look on her face. She looked about ready to burst in to tears at any given moment. "Blair?"

"Enjoy the cake Bass since it is going to be the only thing you get tonight." The brunette told him as she stood up and headed for her bedroom. This birthday had to be the worst of her life. They say that your teen years are supposed to be the greatest of your life and yet so far Blair's were nothing more than a big disappointment.

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Blair was in her room lying down on her bed wishing she had the power to transform herself in to someone different when Chuck came in with a smile. "Chuck, I am not in the mood for anything tonight and that includes dealing with you and your inflated ego. Can't you just leave me alone for five minutes?"

"You left in such a rush I never got the chance to give you your present." He came to sit next to her on the bed as he pulled out a flat black box from behind his back. "I know you feel as if this the worst birthday ever, but I think you should wait until you open my present before you confirm or deny that."

"Chuck Bass doesn't do presents." Blair told him as she recalled her sixth birthday. "Isn't that what you claimed when I had my sixth birthday and made Nate push you in the mud in your new suit because you felt the need to come presentless?"

He shrugged and pushed the box towards her. "Maybe I changed."

Blair scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Chuck Bass doesn't do change either if I remember correctly."

Chuck shook his head with an exaggerated sigh. "Will you just open up your present already? We both know that you cannot resist opening presents in the hopes you receive something sparkly and which costs a small fortune."

"I hate how well you know me sometimes." Knowing he was right Blair grabbed the box and opened it slowly. Her eyes widened as her left hand flew to her mouth in surprise before darting up to his face and that damned knowing smirk of his. "It's the Erikson Beamon necklace. I thought that Nate had, but then again I should've known it would be you. Nate never had the exceptional taste you do."

"Let me." Chuck told her as he helped her lift the diamond necklace from the box and clasp it around her next. He let his fingers toy with one of the diamonds once it was securely in place. "I thought you should have this because something this beautiful deserves to be seen on someone worthy of its beauty. On anyone else it would be a simple accessory and yet on you it looks as if it was made to be there."

Not knowing what she should say because by this point Blair was actually stunned speechless, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against his. Of course Chuck had hoped this would happen and so he kissed her back as his right hand came up to grasp the back of her neck. She may be only doing this because her heart was broken, but she was still doing it none the less and he would take that over not having her at all because a broken heart could always be mended. When she pushed him back against the bed by the shoulders he had trouble containing his cry of victory. Nate may be his best friend and the all-around good guy, but tonight it looked as if the good guy finished last and the villain was the victor in this story.

"The rules of this game are very simple Bass. There will be no talking if you want this to continue." Blair warned as she undid his bowtie. Honestly who even wore bowties nowadays other than Chuck Bass? They were as much his signature as his trademark scarf.

"Do moans of pleasure count because I can't be held responsible for the sounds you make when I-" His sentence was cut off by her hand coming up to cover his mouth and efficiently cutting off whatever he was about to say which no doubt would be a perverted come on of some sort.

"Rule starts now." The brunette queen told him bluntly before removing her hand to kiss him yet again.

He grabbed her by the waist so that she was on top of him and she had to admit all the times she and Nate had made out he never let her straddle him. Sex with Chuck was different than anything she had ever experienced before. He made her feel alive and as wrong as it was she craved that feeling even if it was from a bastard like him. She attributed his ability to do this to all of his years of womanizing. You have to pick up a few skills along the way right?

The due was so lost in each other that neither of them heard her bedroom door open as Serena Van Der Woodsen stood there with shock written all over her features. She had come in here in hopes of mending her friendship with Blair, but what she found was something else entirely. "Oh god my eyes!"

Blair jumped away from Chuck as if she had been caught with her hands in the cookie jar. "Serena what are you doing here? Why does everyone forget they weren't invited and you do know how to knock don't you? You would think that boarding school would teach you manners at the very least."

The blond still held her hand over her eyes in fear of seeing something she would regret. "Like your one to talk B! Since when is kissing Chuck Bass a socially acceptable thing to do?"

"I'm right here you know and my hearing is better than ever." Said boy muttered as she sat up and fixed his bowtie. What was it about the blonds in Blair's life that kept blocking him from his desired goal?

"I'm trying to ignore that fact." Serena hissed as she peaked through her fingers at her former best friend. "Blair look, I know I am the last person you want to see right now, but I really need to talk to you."

"Why does this conversation keep repeating?" Blair asked as she stood up. "I have nothing more I want to say to you."

"Well I have plenty," Serena challenged and grabbed her by the elbow. "and this time you are going to listen to what I have to say whether you want o or not."

TBC…

AN: So no reviews last chapter made me sad. Come on and leave a review please because reviews make me happy. Anyways this needed to happen in order for things to pick up in the story. Let me know if you all liked this or not. In the next chapter there will be a Serena/Blair conversation and a Nate/Blair one when you find out what Chuck did.

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Preview for the next chapter:

"Nate told me that he told you what happened."

"If that is your attempt at an apology then it is severely lacking."

"Would I saying I am sorry, which I am by the way, really work?"

"No probably not."

"Then what can I say?"

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"Blair!" "Blair I called out for the last two blocks. Did you not hear me?"

"I was trying not to."

"You're upset about last night."

"Well that is a big duh."

"Will you give me a chance to explain?"