Breaking Every Rule
Chapter Six: You Love Me?
He'd been lying there for hours in complete and utter bliss, simply because she was in his arms. Her head was on his chest and a leg was draped over his. They were both still fully clothed (Blair was still in her dress from cotillion), and Chuck had never felt more comfortable in his life. He wrapped is arms around her, pulling her into his embrace – no matter how close they may be, Chuck always wanted her just a little bit closer. Chuck wanted to enjoy the peacefulness of this moment, because he knew that there was no way in hell that Blair had completely forgiven him for what he said to her.
When she finally began to stir, he watched her eyes slowly open and then look up to meet his. She loved the feeling of waking up in his arms, and Blair was about to tell him so when she remembered the events of the previous day. There was a part of her that wanted to stand up and demand he leave, because his words hurt even more than Nate's cheating had. But there was also another part of Blair – a more powerful part – that kept her from doing so. "Good morning." he whispered into her hair.
"Morning," she said, and to his surprise, she didn't sound angry. Her voice was completely void of emotion and it made him nervous, but she still held him even tighter before finally willing herself to let go and stand up.
Chuck popped up and watched Blair walk always from the bed, "What are you doing?" She didn't answer, just walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. Chuck just let out a loud sigh when he heard the shower turn on, and after giving her a few minutes to cool down, stood up, going in after her. After quietly undressing himself, Chuck stepped in the shower and wrapped his arms around her from behind and began to nibble on her neck. "Come on, Blair," Chuck practically begged. "I said I was sorry."
"And I forgive you." she told him, but judging by the tone of her voice and the look in her eyes, it was obvious that she was still upset. "I'm not mad."
"No, but you aren't happy." He told her, and Blair knew he was right. "I'm new at this boyfriend thing and I'm still trying to figure it out. I was just trying to hurt you before you could hurt me…I'm sorry, Blair." Chuck said slowly as he continued to trail his fingers over her bare stomach and kiss her neck.
Blair let out a huge sigh and leaned back into his embrace as the water poured down on them. "I just…you were so different with me, Chuck. I guess I thought I was meant more than all of your whores."
"You do." He whispered, and Blair couldn't help but get chills when she felt his breath on her ear. "So much more. You have no idea…and it scares me." There it was – Chuck had finally said it; he had admitted to being afraid, and the confused look on Blair's face told him that he needed to explain. "I never felt this way about anyone before, okay?" he told her, surprised by his honesty, and Blair turned around to face him. "Even before this whole thing started, you were the only person who knew everything. And then Nate showed up and you said you'd go to the ball with him. I don't know…I guess I just freaked. But I didn't mean any of it and you know it."
She just looked it him with her tear-filled eyes and slowly nodded at her boyfriend before touching his forehead to hers. "Just never do that to me again, okay?"
"Never."
With that said, Blair pressed her lips against his, and thankfully for both of them, they were already in the shower…naked. "This is convenient," Blair whispered huskily into Chuck's ear and traced her hand down his chest. Chuck groaned eagerly into her mouth as they kissed. "You know…this was our first real fight."
For some reason, that made a smile appear on Chuck's face – they had survived their first fight as a couple and she still wanted him. He just groaned in acknowledgment and continued to enjoy the feeling of Blair pressing her body against his – losing himself in what may have been the best shower he has ever, or will ever have.
That was when it happened; when Blair became way too lost in the moment and said those three words without so much as realizing it. "I love you," she breathed out, and it took a moment before it hit them. Blair immediately pushed herself away from him, looking up at him in complete shock. "Oh my God," she whispered under her breath, and, all of the sudden, Blair felt extremely naked – both literally and figuratively.
When he didn't say anything, she rushed out of the shower and quickly wrapped a towel around herself – Chuck was quick to follow. He grabbed her wrist to keep her from leaving the bathroom, and she whipped around to look at him with tear-filled eyes. "Let go," she seethed.
Of course, he didn't listen. Instead, Chuck stared into her eyes with a soft expression that almost made Blair's heart melt until she remembered the situation at hand. "You love me?" Chuck asked her, unable to believe that someone actually loved him. She looked away, and Chuck just placed his hand under her chin, lifting it so she was looking at him again. "You love me?" he asked again.
"Yes." She whispered, and in the back of her mind, she knew it was a mistake to admit it.
But, as always, Chuck surprised her yet again and proved her wrong when a smile crept up on his face. "I love you too."
She looked at him in complete shock for a moment and then kissed him like she never had before. After a few minutes, Blair pulled away, panting and said, "Bed. Now." Chuck smirked and Blair just pressed her lips against his again, and they stumbled back into her room.
They continued to make their way over to her bed, but he stopped before she could lie down and pulled aside the covers for her. With a small smile, Blair took off her towel and climbed into bed, and, after appreciating her body for a few moments, Chuck did the same. "Chuck," she whimpered and squeezed her eyes shut when he finally entered her and she wrapped both of her legs around his waist, keeping him as close as humanly possible. She wanted this to be perfect.
Understanding her thought process, Chuck stopped moving and brushed a piece of hair behind her ear. "Open your eyes, Blair," he whispered, and she complied. The truth was, he could probably get her to do anything right now, so it was a good thing that he wanted the same thing she did. "I want you to remember this."
Blair nodded, and then Chuck pulled out of her before diving back in. Oh yes, Blair would definitely remember this.
~*~*~*~
Over the past month and a half, Chuck and Blair had had all different types of sex: angry sex, passionate sex, rough sex, and so many others that it was impossible to name them all. But this was different. For the first time in either of their lives they made love.
It was two weeks later and Blair still couldn't stop thinking about it, and the constant smile plastered on her face served as a definite tip off. Surprisingly, the couple started to spend more time in public, hoping that Gossip Girl would just credit it to their friendship (she had in the past).
"So…" Serena started as soon as they walked down Madison Avenue, going in and out of all the shops. "How are things with you and Chuck?" A small smile crept on Blair's face, but she didn't dare answer Serena's question…at least not in the way that she wanted to. She didn't want to tell her that they had said those three little words, because, if she did, Serena would ask why they were still a secret, and Blair wouldn't know how to answer. "That good, huh?" Serena persisted – knowing that she had never seen Blair happier.
"I guess…" Blair said, being uncharacteristically vague.
Serena rolled her eyes and sarcastically said, "Wow, you really painted a picture for me, didn't you, B?" she paused for a moment, but refused to give it up. "Come on, B—"
She finally gave up and let out a big sigh before speaking. "Things are great. He's been doing the sweetest things."
"I doubt Chuck Bass has done anything 'sweet'," Serena scoffed, and Blair glared at her, causing Serena to put her hands in the air in surrender. "Okay fine…how has he been sweet?"
"Well…" Blair started, thinking over everything he's done for her, especially since cotillion. "He told me he loves me—"
"What?!" Serena interrupted.
Blair grinned at started to explain how it happened, starting with their fight before cotillion and ending with the sex afterwards, making sure that she mentioned that they not only did it once, but seven times.
"Ugh!" Serena yelped, "I really don't want to hear about your sex life with my soon-to-be stepbrother." She paused for a moment before a thought entered her head and she furrowed her brow. "You really did it seven times? In a row?" Blair nodded, and she was so blown away at the idea that she didn't even care that this was Chuck they were talking about. "And you…I mean…did you have an orgasm? Each time."
Blair grinned. "Twelve times," she paused. "Serena, I can't even begin to explain it. I mean, Chuck does this thing where he—" Blair stopped talking the moment her phone rang and a huge grin appeared on her face when she looked at the caller ID. After letting Serena know to hold on a moment, she opened the phone and put it against her ear. "Yes…" she answered the phone with a smug look on her face.
"What are you wearing?" Chuck drawled out into the phone.
"Nothing." Blair couldn't help herself, and she broke out in laughter the moment she heard Chuck's breath hitch in his throat. "I was kidding. I'm actually shopping with Serena right now."
"Of course you are." Chuck replied simply. "But if you don't mind ditching your best friend, I was hoping I could take you out to lunch."
Blair rolled her eyes and said into the phone, "S and I barely spend any time together anymore; I'm not ditching her."
Chuck paused for a second – it was obvious that he was disappointed. He wanted to tell her his good news in person; because Blair was pretty much the only person he knew that would be just as proud of him as he was of himself. "Fine…I was just hoping that you would celebrate with me…"
"Celebrate what, exactly?" Blair asked skeptically.
"You know that proposal I was working on for Bart?" Blair nodded, even though she knew he couldn't see her. For the past few weeks, Chuck had been going on and on about his idea for Bass Industries to invest in smaller luxury hotels (they draw a whole new client base). "Well I pitched it to him today and he loved it."
All of the sudden, Blair beamed, and Serena looked at her best friend, attempting to figure out what was going on. "He did?!" she asked, "I told you he would!"
"And Blair Waldorf is never wrong." He replied sarcastically.
"It took you this long to realize that, Chuck? I'm surprised." He chucked into the phone and Blair continued to speak, gearing their conversation in another direction. "Eleanor's invited your family over for dinner tonight...to congratulate your dad and Lily on the engagement or something. If you're good, I'll let you stay over and congratulate you properly."
Chuck grinned, "I'll see you then, princess," he was about to hang up the phone, but quickly put it back to his ear to tell her one last thing. "Oh…and I love you."
With that said, Chuck hung up the phone, and, even though she knew he already ended the phone call, Blair found herself whispering, "I love you too."