MWT5

Blair leaned up and turned the television off at the wall before turning around to face her boyfriend, they had just watched Breakfast at Tiffany's together for the first time and he had passed the falling asleep test and she intended to reward him, whether he liked it or not. She smiled at him seductively as she crawled back onto his bed.

"So O'Reilly, you never said what your plans were," she purred as she crawled up his body.

"Plans?" Donny spluttered all the blood which was needed in his brain, to work out which of their hundred previous conversations she was referring to, was currently located elsewhere "Well Waldorf my immediate plans involve snogging your socks off" he whispered into her ear before flipping them over and he easily pinned the hands against the pillow above her head and used his free hand to tickle her ribs whilst he kissed her neck.

"Stop it you are so silly" she shrieked through her giggles struggling against his strength to get free from his grip. She ducked her head and managed to catch one of the kisses meant for her neck on her lips enticing a groan from Donny, which signalled the beginning to his end. He deepened the kiss, relaxing as his tongue explored her eager mouth, all thoughts of tickles or socks clear out of his head. She bit his lower lip and he forgot all about holding her hands away and used his previously occupied hand to stroke a path down from her wrists towards her waist. But no sooner had his hands made their journey for pastures new than Blair had taken his distraction for her advantage and flipped them back over and sat as heavily as she could on him trying to pin him to the bed and smiling at the bulge that was pressed against her backside. "I'm serious!" she said breathlessly leaning back as he leaned up to try to recapture her lips "I mean you are working at your Grandfather's bar but soon you will have your masters degree what are you going to do with it? Are you staying here, going back to England, going home to Ireland?"

"What's with the interrogation Blair?" Donny asked irritably ending his pursuit of her lips and flopping back onto the bed beneath her.

His question was like a slap in the face, she looked at him with his floppy dark hair and bright blue eyes and all she saw was Nate, she had fallen back into the needy girlfriend role so quickly she hadn't even realised she was doing it. "I am curious is that a problem?" she asked attempting to climb off him embarrassment radiating from her face.

He grabbed her thighs and held her down afraid that if he didn't she would just put down the shutters he had gotten so used to already in their short time together. "Blair…" he began softly before she cut him off

"It doesn't matter you don't owe me any explanations" she stated coldly as she peeled his fingers away from her legs and extracted herself from his lap. She willed herself to calm down as she walked over to the DVD player and took the disk out before placing it into the case with more concentration than was necessary.

"Blair I like you" he placed his arms around her waist from behind she was barefoot and the height difference meant that her head fitted perfectly into the hollow of his neck "but I have had 5 interviews in New York and no job offers yet well not ones I can take. I can't live with my Granddad and work in his bar me whole life, I don't think the new owner will think kindly of taking on an overpaid pot-boy."

She realised that his frustration was not aimed at her but was because he was stressed out. In her world getting the first job she applied for was a given, just like getting into Yale had been. Everything in her life had been a given, her route planned out from birth, she had even made an allowance for falling for a guy like Donny. She figured it would be in college, she and Nate would be on a break and she would have a passionate affair with a middle class political science major, she imagined herself going to rallies in Washington and drinking cheap beer in student bars, growing her hair out and wearing corduroy. But even in her plans their relationship was doomed eventually the differences in their circumstances would come between them, it would be a fight about financial aid that would drive her back into the arms of a Nate who hadn't realised how much he loved her until he had lost her. She was saddened at the thought that even in her daydreams other people were merely catalysts for the advancement of her own agenda. She and Donny would never fight over financial aid, he wasn't a lefty socialist, he was a walking advert for the American dream, successful, driven, ambitious. Gossip girl may have dubbed him Brooklyn Boy - Part Duex but he didn't share any of Dan's distain for the Upper East Side, nor did he try to pretend he was part of it like Jenny. In short, he was perfect, even more so because rich or poor he was more like her than even her closest friends were, everything he got he had to work for and Blair knew all about that. "So Cormack is really going to sell the place?" she asked softly turning around in his arms to look up at him.

"It looks like it I come here to get to know me Grandpa and as soon as I land he starts pinning for the green green grass of home."

"That song was written about a guy in prison you know." She smirked up at him.

"Alright smartass" he laughed kissing the end of her nose and leading her back towards the bed.

"How is it that Serena and I walk into a bar in Brooklyn and she meets a Greek shipping heir and I meet you? Everyone knows that she likes Brooklyn boys." She mused dropping his hand and walking over to the window to look out on the Brooklyn street that Donny lived on with his grandfather, it wasn't the worst area she guessed. Less pretentious than the yuppie paradise that the Humphreys lived in and compared to the rat-infested hole that Vanessa lived it was like the Ritz. Sometimes when Donny was busy working or studying, she would come to the window and look out watching children out with their parents not their nanny's, seeing a guy walk a girl home after a date instead of getting the driver to drop her off. From her place at the window, she could pretend to be anyone she wanted, to have any life she wanted. Even Gossip girl did not go this far out, it was calming not having to live up to anyone's expectations, she loved it and sometimes she even thought she might love Donny for allowing her to have a glimpse into this life.

"I am going to try very hard not to be offended by that comment." Donny laughed throwing a pillow at her and missing completely "Anyway, I have an interview tomorrow; and if I get it, I might even be able to move to your side of the bridge."

Her stomach clenched at the idea of Donny moving to Manhattan unsure if it was fear or excitement she changed the topic. "What and miss out on Cormack O'Reilly's Full Irish breakfasts, You can leave if you want but I'm staying, hey you can have Eleanor, we could do a house swap! We both know how much she adores you."

"She does seem completely powerless against my charms" he joked smiling ear to ear and jumping up to grab her by the waist and attempt to pull her to the bed again.

"You know when I bought you home, I thought the Irish, Catholic, Barman son of a single mother from Brooklyn could possibly be someone who my mother likes less than me but no she loves you." Blair half-joked finally giving in and joining Donny on the bed. Eleanor seemed completely enamoured with Donny from the moment she met him. It helped that his favourite professor also happened to be one of her boyfriend Cyrus' best friends, and that his summer of working as a tour guide at Blarney Castle had given him a fair few kisses of the stone and a definite gift of the gab.

"Well apart from my obvious charms, I am a Cambridge Graduate and soon to have my Masters from Columbia!" he reasoned slinging one arm around Blair as he reached towards his textbook with the other; trying to ignore the feeling in the pit of his stomach that their relationship was just a way of Blair rebelling, just like her being in his grandfather's bar had been. This is how they spent Sundays, watching movies and studying in bed, hers or his it did not matter as long as they were together. Despite their steamy interludes, it was the most PG friendly relationship either had been in for a very long time, and Donny was more than happy to keep it that way, at least until he was sure about her feelings. At first it had been an exercise in restraint, Blair had wanted to know that he really liked her before she opened herself up to him, but over the weeks it had changed and as much as she felt ready she realised that the decision about when to take the next step was no longer hers. She didn't understand it especially considering the clear physical effect she had on him, but she wouldn't push it, she wouldn't be the girl trying to seduce her boyfriend again even if sometimes she felt like she was dating Serena but with more kisses.

"My Mom never bothered much about academics or experience it's all about aesthetics with Eleanor and you are a hottie" she joked leaning her head back against his chest and relaxing into his embrace.

"Aye, that's why the auld lad loves you; you make him wish he was 40 years younger!"

They sat in silence for almost an hour, Donny reading about Derivatives and Blair reading her AP English text. "Do you ever think about finding your Dad, I mean he lives in New York you could be passing him every day without knowing." Blair wondered aloud breaking the comfortable silence, which was beginning to bore her.

Donny sighed and put his textbook down "I never really missed not having one, I don't know all I know about my father is that he was my Ma's boss and they had a bit of a thing going. My ma loved the bones of him but one day he ended things said that he had fallen for some socialite, by the time me Ma realised she was pregnant he was engaged."

"Where did your mom work in that year?" Blair asked craning her neck to look up at him her automatic response to mystery was to investigate.

"I don't know Columbo; ask Cormack he knows all about that stuff" he half joked before taking a more serious tone "I'm not really interested about a man who dumped me Mother for someone with more money. He probably has a family now he doesn't want me turning up on his doorstep I say let sleeping dogs lie"

She turned towards him kneeling on the bed so she could tell him the news that had been going around her head for the best part of a week. "Speaking of old dogs, Roman and my dad have invited you to the vineyard this summer, I will be there for a few weeks before Serena and I go around Europe. We are flying out in the Bass jet since using it whenever she likes is the only concession Bart granted Lily in the divorce and Jonas is flying back to New York a week after we land so you could fly back with him"

"Wow you have it all planned out" Donny breathed "meeting your pa that's pretty intense"

"Too intense?" Blair questioned, fearing that she had managed to make the same mistake twice, what was it about her wanting to go to Europe with guys. "I just thought it would be a nice to spend some time together before I go to New Haven. But if it's too intense for you then don't worry about it, I guess you want to stay in the city and have fun!" she shouted packing her book into her nearby bag and jumping out of bed readying herself to leave.

"If I get this job I will be working 80 hour weeks I won't have time to have fun. Blair I like you a huge amount and I want us to work!" he pleaded following her up and grabbing her hand to kiss her knuckles "I can't wait to spend my weekends in New Haven."

"Walks around campus, cosy dinners in little cafes." She purred lightly kissing her way from his ear down to his neck as her fingers made light work of the buttons on his shirt. This is how it always was with them, an argument would turn into passion in an instant, whether they were at home, or in a club even once when the argument was because she had insisted that she could ride the subway like any other New Yorker and then complained about the seats not being comfortable. That particular argument had resulted in Donny being attacked with an umbrella by a little old lady who said that they would both end up in hell for their behaviour.

He dropped his hands from her waist to cup her buttocks lifting her slightly so that she could wrap her legs around his waist lifting her even higher so that he could nuzzle her breasts through her thin blouse "Or we could just make sure your parents get their money's worth out of your dorm room, you did get a single didn't you." he murmured against her breasts

"You are heinous Bass." She joked laughing against his dark head not realising her mistake until she found herself unceremoniously lowered to the floor.

"O'Reilly, Blair my name is Donald O'Reilly" he spat out turning on his heels away from her

"Donald, I'm sorry I'm so so sorry, it's just I guess sometimes you remind me of him" she explained to his back. The instant she said it she realised that she had made another mistake; she didn't want Donny to think that she was thinking of Chuck whenever they were together, no matter how much sometimes the two dark haired boys blended in her mind. "No it's not that, it's just things you say, sometimes when you look at me, he has been one of my best friends for 14 years Donny come on don't make this into something it isn't. It's not like I called you Nate!"

"Oh yeah Nate your other best friend slash guy who you've slept with that you hang out with all the time. But then again I would never remind you of the gorgeous amazing Nathaniel Archibald." He roared turning to face her, his arm flailing in frustration.

"I thought I was the insecure high school kid!" she countered shoving her feet into her nearby Louboutins which with their trademark scarlet 5 inch heels almost levelled the height difference. She stared into his eyes, they were the brightest blue, like the sea or a swimming blue but when she looked into them all she saw was fire. Fire she had never seen in eyes so blue, it warmed her in a way that Nate's cold aqua eyes never did and melted her resolve somewhat. "Donny I am with you. Nate and Chuck are my best friends but all they ever did was hurt me, you make me happy."

"It's hard Blair, You are like a princess, a Waldorf with these two amazing princes around you all the time, I am just a pauper I don't have anything to give you but my heart." He admitted leaning his head on her shoulder

"Well that is something that no one has ever given me," she whispered softly as she stroked his black-brown silky hair and desperately tried not to think of Chuck "I choose you Donny"