Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. They belong to Cecily von Zeigesar and The CW.

"Blair, I cannot believe that you didn't tell me!" Serena shrieked into her phone. She sounded genuinely hurt upon finding out that Blair and Chuck had been together as a couple for a month, and she was only finding out now because of the Gossip Girl blast that had finally come out. Both Chuck and Blair had mentioned that the summer sure had slowed Gossip Girl down. This information should have come out weeks ago.

"You've been busy," Blair rationalized as she sifted through her clothes to try and determine what to wear to dinner with Chuck that evening, "I didn't want to distract you from your never ending quest to locate your father. I know how important it is to you."

"You're important to me too, B," Serena responded, "And Chuck is important to you. I should have been the first call you made."

"I know," Blair sighed, "But if I told you that meant that it was real. It sounds stupid, I know because Nate knows and my father knows, and your mom, Eric, and Rufus Humphrey know, but that's it. If I told you then it was really happening, and I would be setting myself up for all of the pain and hurt that this could cause me if it doesn't work."

"Well, now everyone knows," Serena groaned, "All those times that we talked over the last month, you were with him, and you never told me. I'm your best friend."

"I'm sorry," Blair responded as tears began to well up in her eyes, "S, you're right. I should have told you."

"So how is it going?" Serena caved. She had already forgiven Blair before she dialed her phone number.

"Oh my god!" Blair squealed, her previous regret instantly gone, "I have never been so happy in all my life!"

"That good huh," Serena laughed.

"Who knew he could be such a good boyfriend," Blair laughed with her best friend, "We have spent every night together since his confession, and each one is better than the last. And when he smiles . . . which is a real smile like I've never seen, it causes me to melt into a puddle. And the sex is like nothing else."

"We can skip that detail," Serena cringed.

"I thought you wanted details," Blair replied.

"Not that detail," Serena explained quickly, "He is still Chuck Bass after all, and the thought of the two of you together like that still turns my stomach just a little bit."

"You'll have to get over it," Blair laughed as she rolled her eyes, "Because this is the best month I've ever had. S, he's planning this romantic dinner for me tonight for our anniversary. He won't tell me where we're going or what we're doing."

"And I bet that is driving you insane," Serena chuckled. Her best friend hated surprises, even the romantic kind.

"I've tried everything I can think of to get it out of him, and nothing is working," Blair whined, "He is so stubborn."

"Isn't that the pot calling the kettle black? I think you've finally met your match, B," Serena responded as she laughed even harder.

"In more ways than one," Blair laughed with her friend, "Seriously, S, this month has flown by. I don't want this to ever end."

"I'm so happy for you, Blair," Serena responded sincerely, "You both deserve it."

"I'd love to talk longer. I mean we haven't even discussed how things are going with you, but I have to finish getting ready. Chuck is supposed to be picking me up in thirty minutes, and I haven't even decided what to wear yet," Blair explained as she looked at the clock and began freaking out again.

"Wear that black Valentino dress that you wore to your seventeenth birthday party," Serena suggested, "Chuck loved taking that off of you at the end of the night."

"Very funny," Blair responded sarcastically.

"I love you, B," Serena responded.

"Love you, S," Blair replied as she closed her phone and began throwing clothes around the room in her haste.

"Waldorf, aren't you ready yet?" Chuck spoke up from the doorframe of her room where he was standing.

"How long have you been standing there?" she inquired as she whirled around to see him standing in a tuxedo with a flower corsage in his hand.

"Long enough to determine you are nowhere close to being ready for our evening," he replied as he stepped into her room and gathered her into his arms to kiss her. In truth, he had heard her entire conversation with Serena, and it brought a smile to his face to hear her tell her best friend that she was the happiest she had ever been.

"Apparently, what I was planning on wearing would leave me a little underdressed," she replied as she pulled away to admire the sight of him in his formalwear. Chuck always wore suits, but there was something special about him in a tuxedo that turned her on more than she usually was in his presence.

"You could wear sweatpants and a sweatshirt tonight and you wouldn't be underdressed," he assured her.

"I don't own sweatpants or sweatshirts," she replied as she playfully tapped his shoulder. He chuckled as he nodded his head to let her know that he already knew that. There was that smile that melted her heart again. "Will you help me decide what to wear?" she asked as she began to sway back and forth sweetly. He nodded his head again and turned to walk into her massive closet and immediately pulled out the prom dress that she had worn a little over a month earlier.

"Really," she replied as she accepted the dress from him.

"Please," he requested as he kissed her cheek.

"Should I wear the crown you arranged for me to win?" she teased as she slipped out of her robe and began to slide into the dress. She had expected Chuck to fight her upon seeing the undergarments she was wearing, but he kept his hands to himself, although she could see him fighting an internal battle to do so.

Once the dress was on, she turned to allow him to zip up the back. His hands lingering on the bare skin of her back longer than he knew he should have, but finally he succeeded in sliding the zipper up her dress. She was smirking as she turned around to face him. She had felt the zipper lower a few times as his internal struggle continued.

"One last thing," Chuck replied as he held out the golden yellow rose corsage he had brought with him. She held out her wrist and allowed him to slide it on. "You're perfect," he whispered softly as he took a step back to admire the vision before him.

"You did all of that for me on prom, didn't you," she realized, "The dress, the coronation, the limo, everything. It wasn't to sabotage me. It was to ensure that I had the fairytale prom of my dreams."

He nodded his head as he extended his hand to her. "I would never sabotage you, Blair. I wanted you to have the perfect prom night like you had always wanted."

"Only one thing would have made it better," she stated as she accepted his hand and allowed him to lead her out of the closet and into the bedroom once more, "It should have been you as my escort."

"Are you ready?" he inquired.

"I just need to decide what purse to take," she replied.

"It's won't be necessary," he assured her, "I have thought of everything."

"I'm sure you have," she smiled as she linked her arm with his. She took a deep breath as she prepared herself to be swept away by the night he had planned.

TBC. . .

I'm sorry to end it right there. I usually hate when people end chapters at inappropriate times, but I wanted to give Chuck's plan the thought and attention that it deserves.