Hey ya'll! Sorry for the delay in writing this but I had a lot of stuff going on, from interviewing for a new job (which i got!! hurray! lol) to planning, booking and organizing a vacation to Hawaii to visit my hubby out on base, I've been dealing with a lot to say the least. Anyway, thanks a mil for all the wonderful reviews i've been getting for this fic. I really enjoy how much you guys enjoy the story.
This chapter doesn't have any face to face Chair interaction, but that's to come in the next chapter... maybe some rated M material since you guys adore my love scenes as much as Chuck adores Blair's stockings ;-) Ok ya'll let me know what ya think about this chappie. Reviews=Love. Happy Readings!! xoxo
Serena was as pale as death when Blair approached her. Carefully placing their drinks on the table, Blair stared at Serena with concern. "S... are you OK?"
Serena seemed transfixed, her eyes staring down at the table and refusing to budge. Blair followed her line of vision and spotted her phone on the table, the screen announcing a new text message. "I think you got a message," Serena stuttered nervously.
Blair's eyes widened in fear as she grabbed the phone and quickly threw it inside her bag. "Mocha frap, just how you like it," she said overly cheerfully, attempting to draw attention away from the situation at hand. She handed Serena her coffee and took a sip of her own.
Serena looked up at her then, her eyes confirming Blair's worst fears. She knew. "You had sex with Chuck Bass?!"
"Serena!" Blair squealed in outrage as she quickly looked around the coffee shop to make sure there was no sight of a cell phone being whipped out and some minion typing a message destined to Gossip Girl.
"Oh come on, Blair! No one's here! And don't deny it. I read your phone!" Serena ran a hand through her hair and she began shaking her head from side to side. "I can't believe it. Chuck? Chuck? Really?"
Blair rolled her eyes and dug into her bag for her cell phone. If Serena was going to throw a tantrum, then she wouldn't be caught up in it. She'd wait until she was relaxed and ready to talk like an adult. Ignoring Serena's murmurs of disapproval, Blair smiled as she read the text message Chuck had written and sent out a response.
"He's just so... eeww... I mean it's Chuck! Chuck Bass. Womanizer. Alcoholic. Drug user. Chuck. Ugh! I can't believe this, B. Chuck? Really?" Serena continued on her incredulous rant, her eyes wide and her mouth rounded in distress.
Blair sighed in frustration, placing her phone firmly on the table and fisting her hand. "Yes, Serena. Chuck! I think we established that."
Serena noticed the agitation in her friend and quickly calmed herself. "It's just... how could you... I can't picture... how did you?" Serena struggled as she grabbed her drink but continued to stare at her friend in obvious confusion.
"How?" Blair smirked as she took a quick sip of her green tea. "I would have thought you of all people would understand how I did it."
"B..." Serena said warningly. The idea of her best friend having sex with Chuck Bass caused her to cringe. "I'm being dead serious right now."
Blair sighed then and the smile left her face. "OK. I can't explain it. It just happened. I know it would all make more sense if I told you it happened once, and that it was a mistake, and that a large amount of alcohol was involved. But I'd be lying to you if I said that that was the only time."
"How many times?" Serena asked, trying to remain calm and collected for the sake of her friend. Obviously Blair was having extreme issues if she had gone as far as to sleep with Chuck. She needed to be there for her now.
"I've lost count," Blair smirked again, a smirk that was eerily familiar to said deflowerer and had Serena shivering in horror. This was worse than she thought.
"Oh my God, B. I just... are you two together? And your parents!" Serena suddenly shouted as the realization of their situation suddenly struck her. "My God, B. Your parents are getting married this Saturday. How are you going to explain this to Eleanor and Bart?"
Blair fidgeted with her phone as it vibrated in her hands. Can't wait to see you. She smiled softly as she stared at the message.
"B!" Serena prodded, trying to get her to pay attention. "You like him don't you?" Serena asked as she watched the light in her friend's eyes as she read over whatever Chuck had written to her. "I would say love, but I don't think it's gotten that far yet. Thank God."
"What do you mean thank God?" Blair challenged.
"Blair... this is Chuck. And ignoring the fact that he's Chuck Bass, he's going to be your brother-"
"Step," Blair quickly chimed in.
"Whatever. Your parents are getting married. That's a little... I don't even think there's a word that can begin to describe it. Gross falls short."
Blair frowned as she leaned forward onto the table and stared up at Serena. "Can you please relax with the comments and the obvious dissent and disapproval in your tone? I really need your help here... as my friend..."
Serena immediately relaxed as she stared into Blair's eyes and saw the tension pooling in their depths. "I'm sorry Blair. I'm just a little shocked to say the least. It's your choice ultimately."
"I don't even know if I have a choice. I don't know what this thing is..." Blair said softly as her phone vibrated loudly against the marble table and both girls looked over at the phone.
You're so beautiful. I can't get over it...
Serena watched as her friend's eyes shined with barely there tears and reached over and put her hand over Blair's. "He likes you." It was a statement more than a question.
Blair nodded. "I think so. He's told me so in not as many words." She handed the phone over and let Serena read the last message. Serena simply nodded as she read the text.
"He's being..." her nose scrunched up in confusion as she read the message over and over, "sweet." She bit the word out, not sure if she should even be using a word like sweet when referring to Chuck Bass.
Blair nodded brightly as she set the phone against her belly and breathed in deeply. "I don't know what to do, Serena. I'm scared of what I'm starting to feel for him..."
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Chuck was waiting for Arthur to bring the limo around front of the school later that afternoon. He had left class earlier than usual in order to arrive to their limo on time, only to find that Arthur had not reached the campus yet. Fidgeting in frustration, Chuck drew a cigarette out from his jacket and began to light up just as Nate reached him.
"Hey man," Nate greeted him cheerfully as he haphazardly shoved his books inside his messenger bag.
"Nathaniel," Chuck stated simply, smirking slightly at his friend as he took a deep inhale of smoke. If Arthur wasn't there in two minutes, he'd have him hung.
"Up for a rendezvous at your suite this afternoon?" Nate grinned as he hiked his bag higher up his shoulder.
"Sorry Nathaniel. It can't be done. I have a... previous engagement..." he let his words trail off, knowing that Nate would understand exactly what said previous engagement meant, but not with who said event was to take place.
Nate chuckled deep in his chest. "When don't you have a previous engagement? Besides, you've never let a girl come between our high sessions."
Chuck arched a brow but remained silent. Nate was right. He never turned down a quiet afternoon of drinking and getting high with his best friend. Especially since a hookup was guaranteed for him later that night, either with whatever girl he'd left hanging or some new conquest.
"So...?" Nate prodded when Chuck remained surprisingly quiet.
"Sorry. I'll have to take a rain check."
Nate's eyes widened in surprise. "She must be pretty amazing."
Chuck grinned wickedly as he spotted Arthur turn the corner and picked up his bag from the floor. "You have no idea."
"Well then... ummm... I guess you can give me a call later. If you want to hang out with someone besides your sister tonight."
"Step sister, Nathaniel. And we're not even that yet," Chuck bit out tersely, annoyed at everyone's incorrect labeling of what he and Blair were. Although he himself wasn't sure what they were. But they definitely weren't anything close to siblings.
"OK..." Nate said in confusion at Chuck's sudden bristled attitude. "Well I guess I'll make plans with Jenny. You and Blair have fun," he bit out in as much anger as Nate Archibald dared to display.
"We will Nathaniel," Chuck snapped back as he pulled the door to the limo open, quickly sat himself and slammed the door on his best friend's face.
"Jerk," Nate murmured as he turned around and bumped into Blair.
The smile that had been gracing her features suddenly fell away as she looked up at him in aggravation. "Nathaniel."
Nate took a deep breath before he spoke. "You're becoming more and more like him everyday," Nate motioned towards the limo with his chin and folded his arms across his chest. "You've been ignoring my messages," he prodded on as Blair remained silent and fidgeted where she stood.
Blair let out a harsh breath and stared up at him again. "I have," she said simply, not really wanting to get into it with Nate at the moment when Chuck was ready and waiting for her inside their limo.
Nate looked surprise at Blair's nonchalance as he continued, "And why is that?"
Her brows furrowing together in frustration then, Blair tried and failed to keep the edge out of her voice. "Why what, Nate? Why is it that I'm not at your beck and call anymore? Why is it that I don't trip over myself to answer your text messages and then have to wait an hour or so before you respond with a two word sentence? I'm sorry, but last I checked, you and I weren't together anymore."
Taken aback by her verbal attack, Nate tried to remain cool and collected as he tested his luck and pushed the conversation onwards. "Look, Blair... it's just... I don't know. I guess I've missed you."
Blair stared up at him in shock as the words registered into her mind and her heart sunk into her stomach. What she wouldn't have given to have heard Nate say those exact words to her only a few days ago. To have him tell her he missed her and loved her and wanted to work things out with her. It shocked her to know that not only five days later, she was completely unaffected by it all. "I'm sorry to hear that, Nate. Really. But I'm moving on." Considering the conversation over, she tried to walk around and away from him.
"Already?!" Nate asked in outrage as he reached out and grabbed Blair's arm, pulling her back towards him as she had tried to cut around him and make her way to the limo.
"Let go," Blair said calmly, her tone icy and cold, causing Nate to drop his hold on her immediately. "I don't know who you think you are or what you think gives you the right to confront me about this. You moved on way before I did. Way before I had the chance to figure out what it was you were doing to me behind my back."
"If this is about Jenny... it's not what you think..."
Blair laughed dryly then. "Nate I don't care. I don't think. I make it my business to not think, talk, or anything about you anymore. You hurt me, I'll admit that. But I've had one hell of a rebound," she smirked saucily as she walked around him once more and stepped into the limo undeterred.
A/N: I still have 11 days until my vacation in paradise so I will try to put a few chapters in for this fic and my Hidden Moments story. No promises, but i will surely try.