Oh my gosh, I've been so busy! I've has so many exams so therefore I couldn't write. However I'm back with a new chapter! Hope you enjoy, and I'm so sorry for being so long.. Enjoy xxx
Chapter 3
"Chuck, I need you." Blair cried down the phone desperately ….
Chuck was very surprised to get a call from Blair, but Chuck knew from Blair's voice she sounded desperate and serious.
Chuck didn't question her, he knew it would be important. And he'd do anything for Blair.
"I'll get there as soon as possible, Blair" Chuck said in a rushing voice, he grabbed the first travel bag he saw and put a few clothes in the bag, still, holding the phone glued to his ear
"Thank you; Meet me at my penthouse… And please Chuck don't tell anyone. " Blair said, and then put the phone down.
Chuck wondered what Blair had done so wrong that she called Chuck and told him not to tell anyone. Chuck had called Bass Industries private jet claiming it was an emergency trip to Paris. It had only been 10 minutes since Blair called and Chuck was already on the jet on his way.
He arrived in Paris and got a taxi to Blair's penthouse, He hated the fact he had to get a taxi but there was no time to arrange a limo. This was how desperate Chuck Bass was to helping blair.
The taxi was Surprising only a bit slower than his limo which was probably because how big the limo was and it trying to get through the traffic.
Blair was pacing around her living room, what will she tell chuck, How will she tell him she was the one who had killed her own mother?
Chuck arrived at the elevator. He nervously pressed the elevator button to Blair's penthouse. He started to pace in the elevator. He hadn't seen Blair in over 3 years. He wondered how her life planned out, weather she has a boyfriend?
When the elevator dinged, Chuck's heart literally stopped.
He walked in her penthouse; it looked bigger then when he previously saw it. He walked to the spiral staircase.
"Blair?" He started to walk up the stairs, when he heard her cry.
"Blair, are you okay?" He repeated, he didn't know if to come into the closed bathroom door.
Blair was sitting on the floor with her legs curled up in a ball. She sat staring at the floor. She had not moved.
She felt as shiver down her spine.
She raised her head a bit and saw black Prada perfectly laced shoes.
She then raised her head slowly recognising dolce and Gabbana black trousers. She knew the stitching anywhere.
The scent. The smell she had missed but not forgotten. It had not changed.
It was Chuck.
Blair finally looked up and saw chuck.
She quickly stopped crying, pulling herself together.
"Hi Chuck, thank you so much for coming" She smiled. Still hiding her face.
Even with mascara down her face, blair still looked like the most beautiful young women he'd ever seen. She still had those luscious brunette curls, which chuck loved.
"It's Okay Blair, What's wrong, Why were you crying?" Chuck Walked towards her she was still sitting on the floor with mascara down her face.
"Chuck.. It's my mother. She died today. And I-I...killed her" Once she said killed she started to raise her head again in shame, and bursted out crying.
Chuck closed the gap between them. He sat next to Blair to talk to her.
"Oh no, Blair I'm so sorry but you didn't kill her, you couldn't hurt a fly. What do you mean?
She started to cry more. She put her head in between her legs and put her hands over her head.
She ignored him; she didn't want to tell him anymore.
"Where are Cyrus and Dorota?" Chuck understood that she didn't want to tell him, he didn't want to tell anyone about his mother.
"At the hospital still, they needed to draw some papers up about my mother's death, I ran out of the hospital. How could I stay there when I knew what I had done?"
"But Blair"
She interrupted. "Chuck" she stood up. "I need to pack a bag, Cyrus wouldn't want me here if he knew what I done"
She started to walk out of the bathroom when Chuck grabbed her hand.
"Blair, Stop!" He pulled her closer.
"You shutting people out, it will not help. Honestly I've tried it. Do you really think leaving Cyrus and Dorota is a good thing? They will need you, you will need them. When my mother died, I thought I killed her but somebody special convinced me I didn't. That it wasn't my fault. It was you blair, you helped me though it all so it's my turn to help you."
"Chuck, you didn't kill you mom though. I did! It was my fault" Blair didn't open her eyes.
Chuck got Blair's hand and kissed it. He gently wiped her mascara with his hand.
He rubbed her cheeks and she smiled allowing her head into hands.
When she started to cry, Chuck hugged Blair. Blair felt very weak and tired; she hadn't slept when she should have.
When he held her in his arms she basically collapsed in his arms. They stayed in that position for a couple of minutes.
When he felt her breathing become regular, he knew she was asleep. He decided to gently carry her making sure every step he took she was still asleep.
When he released her in her bed, she made a bit of a groan because she felt a loss of body heat of chuck. He didn't know if he should hug her or just leave her. He tucked her in whilst he was doing this, he had a big smile of his face. Oh how he had missed her. She was a beautiful sleeper, she looked so very peacful.
He quietly got into her bed with her and hugged her from behind.
The next morning chuck and Blair was still in the same position. The morning light broke out. Chuck's phone rang, he looked his phone. It was Serena, he answered it.
"Chuck, where the hell are you? My mum is so worried" Serena was basically shouting down the phone.
"Serena, Calm down. I'm in."
Blair suddenly awoke and shot up she shook her head, not to tell Serena he was with her. The last thing she wanted was Serena in Paris. Judging her. And arguing why she didn't call her.
He nodded. "I'm in Dubai, with some business friends."
"Okay, Chuck but please don't just up and go because we are all worried about you. One minute you were there and then the next you weren't." Serena Said more calmly down the phone.
"As I said Serena, I'm Fine. Please explain this to Lily" he put the phone down.
Blair and Chuck just looked at each other.
"Blair, Are you upstairs?" Cyrus shouted up the stairs.
Chuck nodded his head, and grabbed her hand.
She took a breath. "Yes, I'll be with you in a bit."
Blair grabbed a hair band and put her hair in a messy bun, she didn't care how her hair looked.
"Do you want me to stay up here whilst you talk to Cyrus?"
"No... Chuck, I need you with me. Please" Blair pleaded.
Chuck Nodded and walked behind her.
"Chuck. What are you doing here?" Cyrus said very surprised.
"I called him." Blair said defending Chuck.
"Okay. Well Blair we need your help. We need to organise your mother's funeral."
Blair Gulped and turned to Chuck.
"Yes of course, let me have a shower and get dressed. Then we can start organising." She had a weak Smile.
Blair walked up the stairs.
"I'm very sorry for your loss" Chuck Shook Cyrus' Hand.
"Thank you Chuck. But Chuck, you need to either be there for Blair or not. You can't hurt her, not at a time like this" cyrus was frowning.
"Blair called me, I never wanted to hurt Blair nor do I want to hurt Blair. But if you remember the last time I was here, yourself and Eleanor said that I was bad for Blair so I had to go." Chuck replied.
"Yes, but Chuck I've always believed you loved Blair I thought you would have fought for her. When have you ever listened to anyone but you?"
Before Chuck could answer, Blair walked down the stairs.
"Chuck, do you want to go for lunch? We can't sort all my mothers stuff on an empty stomach, can we?" Blair asked Chuck she wanted to understand why he never came to see her again.
"Yes, Blair I'd like that." They walked to the elevator.
They arrived in Le Maurice one of Blair's favourite restaurant.
They both sat down, and ordered.
"So, Blair are you feeling better?"
She ignored him. And took a sip of her water.
"Waiter I want a large glass of red wine please"
"Blair, you know how bad you get when you drink wine."
"Yeah, so? Chuck my mother is dead. I have no one."
"You have me."
"Then why did you leave me Chuck? I thought you actually might have somehow loved me. And when everyone said you have no heart I didn't believed them. I thought you cared about me but No. " She had tears in her eyes.
"Blair, the last time I came your mother and Cyrus told me that I was bad for you and that I would ruin your life. Do you know how hard it is to love someone but you can't be with the," Chuck said more quietly.
"And Blair I always loved you, I did care for you. I still do Blair." Chuck continued.
"You should have fought for me, Chuck. I have always loved you, but how could I be with you if you didn't even call?"
"I didn't want to hurt you. I thought you were better without me. But I realised I hurt you more not being with you. Better late than never, I will fight for you Blair. I still love you. I never stopped." Chuck said determined to get blair back.
"Chuck. I love you too. But you sure have some making up to do" She smiled.
They both laughed.
"One large Red Wine, Miss" The waiter placed the glass onto the table.
"That won't be needed anymore, than you" Blair said to the waiter and turned to smile at Chuck.
Chuck Laughed.
"What? We all know how wine gets me so drunk and Cyrus doesn't need that." Blair said when she saw Chuck laughing.
Once they had finished eating chuck payed the bill. They went back to Blair's Penthouse.
"I'm going to stay in a hotel" Chuck said being gentlemen.
"Chuck, there's no need. I was hoping you would watch a movie and eat ice cream. I know it sounds weird but it's what me and my mother done. And you need to do as much stuff as I want to make up for what you have done" blair laughed.
Blair remembered when Eleanor would buy the ice cream and Blair would pick her favourite Aubrey Hepburn movie.
"Okay, I will. But I will sleep on the sofa it's too late to go to a hotel" Chuck said.
Blair picked Breakfast at Tiffany's this was Eleanor's Favourite. Breakfast at Tiffany's was a timeless charming classic. Blair's style icon had always been Audrey Hepburn
Ever since she was young.
When the movie ended Chuck and Blair talked for a few more hours. They hadn't seen each other in over 3 years. They had quite a lot of catching up to do.
"Right Blair, It's getting late and you need your sleep. I will just make up my bed on the sofa. Its too late to get a hotel now."Chuck smiled and walked out.
Once Chuck made his bed, he came upstairs to say goodnight to Blair.
"My bed is all done, Goodnight Blair." He kissed her on the forehead
"Chuck, your really not going to sleep on the sofa?"
"I am Blair, not more talking. Please lie down and go to sleep"
With that she slid down in her bed and closed her eyes.
Chuck was up early that morning, you'd think how expensive that sofa was it would be very comfortable to sleep on but no.
So Chuck decided to wake up and make breakfast for Blair, Cyrus and Dorota. He needed to make a impression on Cyrus and make him realise that Chuck was good for Blair.
Dorota got up and helped Chuck, Once Dorota smelt the food she knew that Chuck could burn down the penthouse so she got up and observed him.
Blair awoke to the smell of pancakes and fresh strawberries. She got up and put on her silk dressing gown.
When she walked into the living room she saw the covers had gone. Chuck had gone. He has left her once again.
"Chuck" she was very worried, she needed Chuck.
Blair walked around to the kitchen and the dining room table. There was a full table of breakfast and four place mats.
"This is amazing!" Blair was amazed.
"Thank you" Chuck had flour on his forehead and his clothes were very dirty.
"Chuck, you can cook?"
"Well, Dorota helped me but I done most of it. Now sit down and have some breakfast." Chuck Demanded.
Blair Sat, Dorota went upstairs and brought Cyrus down to have breakfast.
"This is Lovely Chuck" Cyrus exclaimed.
Chuck smiled.
"Well maybe we should hire Chuck instead of Dorota" Blair joked and everyone laughed.
Once the table was cleared, Cyrus pulled Chuck out of the room.
"Chuck, I am very impressed with you. And I think I made a huge mistake saying you were bad for her. I know you care about her and want the best for her. And if I'm honest if you haven't been here then I don't think she would be alive right now, she would have drunken herself to death or starved herself therefore I am very grateful, so thank you"
"Cyrus I thank you for seeing that I'm not some kind of playboy and I actually do care for Blair. I also love her Cyrus." Chuck had a smile when he said he loved her.
Blair stood behind the door, she was listening to their conversation. She had a big smile on her face. She felt relief. Relief that Chuck Bass also loved her and it wasn't just her who loved him. And it wasn't game.
Chuck and cyrus shaked hands. Blair quickly ran back to the table, so they wouldn't know she was listening to their conversation.
"Right Blair, I know you don't want to do this but, we need to sort out all the funeral stuff and nobody knows her better than you. You her daughter and she loved you the most." Cyrus said whilst holding her hand.
"Yes. Your right we need to give her the best send off to celebrate her amazing life and achievements." Blair smiled to Cyrus and Chuck.
That night all four of them sorted out the music, the church and the guests. She was exhausted. She decided to go to bed and leave the rest to the morning.
"Good night everybody" She saw the box of photos that her mother kept in her bed side table."
"Take it blair, look through the photos. We still need to pick a photo for the funeral programme." Cyrus said to blair when he saw her face light up.
Blair nodded. She left Chuck and Cyrus discussing the service. She wanted to be alone.
Blair looked through the box of photos. The photos varied from pictures of blair when she was younger to Eleanor's younger days.
Blair laughed at the photos of Eleanor in high school with her dad. She cried at the photos of her and her mom. But then she saw a beautiful picture of her mother, that was the picture.
Chuck knocked on her door to check on her.
She dried her eyes. "Come in"
"Hey blair, I just came to see how you were." Chuck sat on her bed, he saw Blair's hand shaking with the picture on Eleanor.
"This is the one, she looks so beautiful she was 24 here" Blair handed chuck the picture, her hand was still shaking.
"She was Blair, just like you" Chuck smiled.
"Chuck, you don't understand how much you have helped me. You haven't seen me in 3 years, and one phone call your here. That shows you really care about me." Blair was happy.
"I've always cared you. You.." Chuck replied.
Blair interrupted. "Shh.." She put her finger over his lips.
She kissed him.
A tender kiss, oh how she wanted to kiss him for ages.
There was a barge at the door.
"Blair!" Serena shouted.
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