Rated: Teen Chuck/Blair

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New Blair in Paris 4

"If only there was something that I could say, to make the sun shine and the rain go away.

If there was something I could do — It hurts me to think that you're feeling so bl

ue.

It'll be your umbrella, together we'll stand to weather the storm, I'll be holding your hand."

Chuck followed Blair with a limo. He could not let her go away that easily with out seriously. He needed for her to stop holding back. He knew that she was holding back because she was hiding her feelings, feelings that were caused by him. She was looking for an escape which she was looking for from the guys she met. Everything was his fault. He created the mess that Blair was. Chuck needed to save Blair from her self-destruction before it was too late.

He now waited as patiently as Chuck Bass could on the check in line to find out what room Blair was in. The man in front of him was taking such a long time asking various questions. Chuck needed to see Blair. He knew that Blair would not go back to her and Serena's room because she would be mad at Serena for calling him. Blair was never a predictable person to anyone but Chuck could predict her next move like a chess game because he knew her better than he knew himself.

"Yes?" The woman looked at Chuck asking him what he wanted. Chuck could see that she was young and probably not very experienced in her job.

"I want to know what room is Audrey Hepburn is in." Chuck hoped that she choose this name and some other name.

She raised her eyebrow. "I'm sorry but that is personal information that I can not give." She said this in a professional voice.

He was about to say his one hitter one and tell her that she would get fired if she did not give him the room number but thought otherwise considering how much problems being Chuck Bass had caused.

He then said something that he only wished was true, "I need to know her room number. She is my fiancée and last night she forgot her ring. I would call her but she forgot her cell phone as well." He pulls out the engagement ring from the inside of his paisley jacket pocket and shows the woman the elegant diamond ring. The young woman could not help but tell Chuck. She did not want to ruin an engagement because of a missing ring.

When Chuck reached Blair's room, he did not know what he should do first. If he knocked and she opened the door which was unlikely, she would slam the door in his face seeing that it was him or she would pretend that nothing was out of the ordinary and would act strangely. He decided that checking if the door was unlocked was the clever thing to do at this point, hoping that she rushed into the room not thinking to lock the door.

To Chuck's surprise the door had opened easily once he turned the gold handle. He walked in slowly, carefully, inside feeling nothing but silence in the room. The room was a one bedroom with one bathroom and in the bedroom it was odd. He took notice quickly that the room was a mess with her pair of heels on opposite directions in the room, which was unusual for her. He knew that something was with Blair and he would forever feel guilty if he was too late. From the end of the bedroom Chuck took long and heavy steps to bathroom in the corner. The door was open in the bathroom with the littlest of light coming out.

Turning on one of the lights Chuck froze in his place. He could not believe what he was seeing. Blair was lying on the floor passed out with her head on her knees, her face pale with smeared makeup, and the toilet cover was lifted up.

He moved down next to her and moved her hair out of her eyes. He then fixed her position so that her head was on his knees. Chuck needed her to wake up. He needed for to be okay. He checked the pace of her heart which he always loved the sound of. Her heart was moving in hurried paces and Chuck had no experience with this but he knew that this was not good.

A tear rolled down his eye as he slowly spoke to her what he wished she could hear. "Blair… I know you hate me and that's fine because I hate myself too right now."

He touched her hand that would be slapping him if she was awake. "I know how could Chuck Bass hate himself... I hate everything that I did that caused you pain… and do that ever hurts you. I love you Blair, something that my father never knew of." He took a deep breath.

"But if I love you so much then why did I cause you harm? Maybe you need someone who deserves you because I fucked everything up. I made you do this to yourself." He was crying hard now with a sharp pain in his heart.

The hand in Chuck's palm moved unnoticeably. "I made you believe you were not good enough when you are the only perfect girl there is in my life. The whole incident of Jenny I regret. She was nothing but a whore to me. I believed you would never be mine and I hated the feeling."

"I honestly know that if you're not in my life and there no us, then there is no meaning to my life. I'm a selfish bastard… that loves you."

Chuck lifted Blair up in his arms carefully, bringing her onto the bed. The bed was more comfortable and warmer than the floor tiles. He laid next to her listening to her light breaths.

"I'm sorry Blair." He said.

Blair's eyes opened the next morning, she knew that it would be a pain to get to get up after the night she had. She felt sleepy and extremely hungry. She twisted her body around to see the time on the table clock and closed her eyes after seeing Chuck sleeping mere inches away. She knew that would explain why she was on the bed and not on the bathroom floor. She remembered he was talking to her and crying but she barely heard him when she awoke hazily for a few seconds but she didn't remember being the floor.

She opened her eyes again and this time she looking at another pair eyes that were closed before.

"I should go." Chuck said after the silence they shared looking at each other.

Blair opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out. She tried again and in an raspy voice said, "St-Stay." Her dry throat was hurting and to her this seemed too much like high school expect now Chuck was there.

He nodded understanding her. "Do want me to order breakfast? Just nod if you do Blair."

She nodded looking at him with tears in her eyes feeling guilty for what she did. Chuck brought himself closer to her and just hugged her, soothing her with his touch.

Thank you for reading. I hope this is at least decent. Last night I had a dream about the next episode of Gossip Girl and it made my morning and thought to finish this chapter. Love you all. (: