Chapter Twenty- Time for Change
[Blair's P.O.V]
Falling back onto the bed, I could feel his lips begin to attack my very skin as if it were the source of his survival while I just couldn't deny the sensation I felt just from his body pressed up against mine. Pulling back to sit on his knees, Dan quickly relieved himself of his shirt while I did the same to where I was just in my bra. Crashing back on top of me, he captured her lips and attacked them in the sweetest of ways as them being a part was not even option for me to consider. My hands ran wild in his hair as he just pressed against my body, driving us both insane as he deepened the kiss. Breaking the kiss, he put his forehead up against mine as they both tried to catch their breaths. Taking his hand he began to trace the outline of my lips, fulfilling his deepest desires to remember every corner and shape of them if today should be his last. His hand traveled from the crevices over lips over to her collar bone to my bra strap where he gently pulled her bra strap down before placing sweet kisses along my shoulder that made me nearly scream out from his sensual touch. Wrapping my legs around his waist, he turned his attention back towards her eyes as he could see that she wanted it just as badly as he did. Pulling back so that he could pull me towards his body, our bodies crashed against the headboard of the bed. Pinning my hands back to show that he wanted full control he gave her a few intoxicating kisses as she reached down to tug at his boxers before he finally pulled them down himself. In one quick motion he began to kiss my neck while he entered inside of her. My moans filled the room as any sense of control I had over myself was now his and I had been subjected to. With each thrust my body dragged against the headboard as the sweat of their bodies made it like I was sliding up against wood grained headboard. Quickening his pace, his head drooped to the side unable to have a good balance from all the pleasure he was receiving from being within her. Laying my head up against the headboard I just moaned in pure pleasure as the feeling was becoming unbelievable.
Quickly sitting up in my bed, I noticed my breathing had gone from steady to intense. Checking underneath the covers, I had to make sure that I was still clothed because for a dream…it felt pretty real, it felt like the many of times I had sex with Humphrey. Looking over towards the side of my bed, I could see Darota sitting uncomfortably as if she were trully confused as to what she should do. This was great, Darota witnessed me have dream sex…this will be classic to explain to her. Grabbing the glass of water that was on my nightstand, I took a few sips to where my breathing was finally calm and under control.
"Don't say a word!" I immediately threatened Darota who just sat in confusion
"I don't think I would know what to say Ms. Blair. Was it Mr. Chuck that got you…you know?" Darota asked as I picked up a pillow and threw at her
"I said not a word!" I declared feeling even more embarrassed
"I'm sorry, but I thought your body was being possessed. I didn't know whether to call for help, but when you starting making pleasure noises then…it became clear what was happening" Darota explained
"Then you should have woke me up?" I exclaimed
"I didn't know what to do. I didn't know if you were enjoying it" Darota reasoned
"Of course I was enjoying it, I always enjoyed it" I muttered to myself as I ran my hand through my hair trying to figure this out. "This is insane. I mean I never had this problem before" I said
"Maybe this is all starting up due to Mr. Humphrey's appearance at the engagement party. You seemed a bit surprised ever since then" Darota told me
"Because the ass left without even saying goodbye and then he just shows up like nothing!" I said nearly screeching as I got out of the bed and began to pace the floor "I mean lets forget the fact that he acted as if I didn't even matter to him, his whole concern that night was over the stupid cocktails" I said
"You said he congratulated you but looked sad about it" Darota reminded me "Maybe he was hiding his pain" she suggested
"He hid it pretty well. I thought he was sad when he congratulated me, but after the whole minutes worth of awkwardness he just went off and started talking with some other girl" I replied "I mean he's a damn good actor if he's that….that…" I said trying to find the words
"Over you" Darota said as I just turned to look at her feeling as if that word was a bit harsh
"I wouldn't use that word, I would say…okay with how things are, and Humphrey detests Chuck" I said
"Which is why you were having sex dreams" Darota concluded
"Okay, scratch what you saw this morning. The issue is Humphrey, and finding out why he came back" I said
"Do you not want him to be back?" Darota asked
"Yes, its just…this is bad. I mean this is just something else being thrown at me that I'm pretty sure I'm going to have to dwell over" I replied "Every time I get ready to make some life altering decision that could change my future…he always shows up. So now I'm freaking out because what is it exactly that I'm suppose to figure…what if he's an omen of what's to come?" I suggested
"Or what if he just came back to be back home" Darota said
"Or what if he went away to some island to learn and create some diabolical machine to destroy Chuck and his empire. I mean Humphrey is smart and with the whole shampoo incident…it could happen" I said as I was just driving myself insane by this point
"Mr. Humphrey wouldn't do such a thing" Darota said
"Yeah, well I never took him for the death by shampoo kind but he proved that theory wrong" I said in response before I walked over to my nightstand to pull my cell phone out. Looking through my phone, I looked on at the calendar to realize that I had breakfast date with Eliot and that would be my opportunity to get some answers "I have to get ready" I said as I sprinted over to my closet
"But what about Mr. Humphrey?" Darota asked
"That's why I have to get dressed" I replied
[Dan's P.O.V.]
Playing with my apps on my iphone has become so addicting. There is an app from everything these days, and there is game for every possible idea known to man. This morning when I was downloading some new apps on to my phone, I saw a rapping game…yes, as in music rapping. I was almost tempted to download but I remembered the fact that I'm not musically talented on that level to use rhyming as an art form to where I could diss or hate on something. Waiting in Perry's office becomes a long wait that can make you reflect on your day, hell even your life if he's stopped off to change his tie. I would be lucky if he managed to make it under thirty minutes late as opposed to forty minutes late which is the usual running time for our meetings. I'm really kicking ass is this game, I start to figure if I devote a whole day towards playing this game then I could have the top score in no time. Just as I plan my time around this game, Perry enters the office with what I suspect to be a different tie then when I saw him earlier that morning.
"Sorry for making you wait" Perry said as he took his seat
"No problem. I've downloaded five new apps just for the days we have to meet. I call it being prepared" I replied
"I'll pretend that's not a knock on me being late" Perry said
"It's always going to be a knock on your need to be late" I laughed "So we usually meet on Thursdays, and this is a Tuesday…so what are we freaking out about now?" I asked as I put my phone down to look him squarely in the eyes
"I'm not freaking" Perry replied "You might be, but I won't be" he said
"And why would I freak?" I asked
"Because I've found you a part time job" Perry replied "For the New Yorker" he then added as I was a bit pleased seeing as The New Yorker was my dream job, but the way Perry stated it…I'm afraid.
"Why would I be freaking?" I asked skeptically
"Because it's a society piece" Perry told me as I just groaned due to the fact that I was annoyed "Here me out" he then said
"What's there to hear out? I don't want to do a piece on the snobby Upper Eastsiders…I went to school with them to know that nothing interesting happens with them except the fact that they have no morals, party hard, and loyalty fades in and out of their vocabulary" I said as he just grinned at my wit
"Your so damn melodramatic Daniel" Perry said "This is a great opportunity for you" he said
"Which will somehow filter to you, what's in it for you Perry?" I asked
"Your work gets more exposure, which will make you the hottest author out. Teenage girls have been polled to have an extreme interest in the society pages because its like their modern Cinderella story come to life, and since you have the gift to write so beautifully that can cause a gay man like me want to just get a sex change and get it over with…you're the only one who can give the folks their crack" Perry said
"Crack? So now I'm a drug dealer, I feel so proud now" I replied "Why not have Eliot do it?" I asked
"I listed my reasons and the decision is final" Perry said
"You know your taking this whole me helping too far now" I said
"I'm still your boss, so I see it as…me being your boss" Perry replied
"Just know that I have strong dislike for this task" I replied
"And know that I really don't care because your dislike will help you keep your job" Perry said
"Fine, fine. Who am I covering?" I asked
"You'll be covering an Upper East Side princess in a series up until the big day" Perry described as I grew to hate it more and more as he described it
"Oh, for the love of God? Just tell me all ready?" I asked him
"Blair Waldorf and her engagement to Charles Bass" Perry said before he quickly turned his chair so that the back of the chair was towards me while I just literally freaked out
"You've got to be kidding me!" I declared
"Look I know that your in this whole recovery phase from her, but I had no choice" Perry explained
"You have a choice, its called get someone else on the story" I replied
"You're the only person who can do a decent job" Perry replied
"Well then find another way, but I'm not going to write a story on the epic wedding of Blair Waldorf and Chuck Bass" I said
"You know, sooner or later you need to accept that life is crappy…but running away isn't going to solve anything" Perry said
"I never ran" I replied
"You practically begged for me to send you off" Perry replied "It just so happened that your story was getting so much praise that we viewed it as a great selling point to take to put in circulation in other magazines, but you ran…plain and simple" he said
"Not everyone loves New York, sometimes you can live in a place so long that you don't even live there anymore…you just exist" I said
"And who's fault is that" Perry replied "I'm sorry that you feel as if you exist, but maybe you'll start living when you man up and stop running from everything" he told me as I took a moment to think
"Besides me getting more exposure, what's in it for me?" I asked him
"You can say you worked for the New Yorker" Perry smiled as he leaned back in his chair
[Blair's P.O.V]
My breakfast with Eliot had gone as well as anticipated. He disposed as much information as he was allowed to, but that still left me a bit sad to here that Humphrey's only reason of return was due to a possible take over. My immediate thought was that Chuck had something to do with it but he was more of come out and say it type of snake, Ross may have been just pure evil on his own. I didn't expect Humphrey to be all heart broken but the way he acted at the party the other night, I don't know…it has me wondering about a lot of things that I never would have in the past couple of months. That night rang clear in my memory but it was all becoming a distant memory, especially now the present was looking quite interesting as well. After a grueling two hour session of picking out what and what for the next day, I still had the pressing feeling that I needed to know where things stood with Humphrey….so I went to the one place where I knew he would be at, hell…the one place I would be at. Work had been my only sane place to go to since it was announced that I was getting engaged to Charles Bass. I found it annoying that he was actually letting people call him a name that no one that knew him well would ever call him, I guess it's the business persona in him that's doing so but I think its pretty dumb. Standing out in front of the theater with my all ready purchased ticket and my small box of sour patches, I waited like a school girl waiting to be picked up before he finally walked up. He hadn't quite noticed me yet since he was shuffling through his wallet for the dollar, he never could keep things straight in his wallet…its always a constant mess I thought to myself. As I begin to belittle his continual habit of never sticking to my wallet organization method I had taught him a while back, he nearly seems surprised to see me. For a moment he just looks at me like I wasn't suppose to be here.
"Where are the balls?" Dan asks as I look a bit confused "You get cookie balls all the time, you don't have them" he said
"I'm doing the sweet and sour route now" I replied as he just laughed
"You didn't bring enough change?" Dan said as he walked over to the ticket handler while I hated the fact that he was absolutely right "One for Bringing up Baby, the 7:05 showing" he asked the ticket handler before sliding his change into the slot
"I see we still have the same taste. I got the same showing" I told him
"I have a feeling we go the same of everything…you following me now?" Dan asked as he grabbed his ticket and walked off to the side while I followed behing
"For the moment, yes. I wouldn't flatter yourself though Humphrey" I told him
"I'm not, I mean I came for Katherine" Dan told me
"And I for Carey" I replied "The two seat rule is still in effect, if that's what your wondering" I told him
"I wouldn't dream of changing that rule because I prefer Katherine to myself" Dan said as we walked inside over to the concession stand to purchase his popcorn and sour patches
"Your still predictable" I laughed as he had requested for exchange for another item instead of the sour patches
"Here, consider this your engagement present" Dan said as he handed me a box of cookie balls "Can I have the sour patches?" he asked as I still hated that the engagement word left no clear effect on him, I mean was he pissed about it or happy or just baffled…I had no clue by the way he was acting
"Thanks" I replied sadly as I handed him the sour patches
"See you in there Waldorf" Dan said before he turned to head inside the theater room we were assigned to. I was unsure if that statement was supposed to be a blow off or just a genuine see you in there type of deal. Why was he being so damn cryptic now? I mean he was usually so straight forward…and why was he being so nice, I mean I didn't expect him to be rude but I did get engaged do a guy he completely hates. I'm determined to crack Humphrey, I will by the end of the night I say to myself as I eventually head inside the theater room to find him sitting in the middle row. Making my way down the row, I did my best not to seem obvious but I still kept in mind the two seat rule that I had come up with.
"Do you want balls?" I whispered just as the movie had started
"I have my snack preference Waldorf" Dan replied as he turned his attention back to the movie while I contemplated what else I could ask
"Sorry, I just thought you wanted balls" I apologized
"You've got all the balls you can handle" Dan replied as he once again turned his attention back to the movie while I wondered what that comment was suppose to mean
"Was that you being sarcastic?" I whispered as he turned to me looking a bit annoyed that I was asking yet another question
"No. You have enough to last you is all I meant, you don't like to share balls so I just…no, I don't want balls Waldorf" Dan replied as few motions of us to be quiet came our way before I finally got up and moved to the seat next to him much to his dislike "Waldof, I'm trying to watch the movie" he protested
"Just take one of my balls Humphrey, I know you like these balls" I told him as I extended the box out to him
"Waldorf" Dan sighed before I grabbed his hand and put some cookie balls in his hand
"Stop being so damn stubborn" I huffed "There, you have balls" I declared
"It'd only seem fitting that you give me my balls back" Dan sighed as he reluctantly added them to his popcorn mixture and then went back to watching the movie. I tried to watch but something just kept irking me even more so now that I was sitting right next to him.
"Can I have some of your sour patches?" I then asked as he quickly became annoyed
"No. I want my sour patches" Dan whispered angrily
"Sheesh! I can see you don't like to share" I replied "I gave you my balls and you can't even give me some patches?" I asked
"I never asked for balls, you just gave them to me" Dan replied as a light was quickly shined on us by the usher
"Uh, you guys are gonna have to keep it down. We've had complaints about you talking" The usher said
"Sorry" Dan apologized
"Only because he's being stingy with the sour patches. I gave him my balls and he won't give me sour patches…how is that fair exchange?" I asked as the usher stood confused as to what he should do while Dan hung his head
"Sir, did you take her balls?" The usher asked try to mediate the situation
"I never asked for her balls, she gave them to me" Dan said in his defense
"But yet I gave them to him" I pointed out
"Would you be willing to share your patches?" The usher asked him as I sat awaiting his response
"What type of usher are you? She's talking and disturbing me, but yet I have to give up my sour patches?" Dan asked in disbelief
"I really don't appreciate your belittlement of me sir" The usher replied
"Here, here. Have my sour patches" Dan said as he began to sift through his popcorn to pull out the sour patches that he had to put into my popcorn "There, you happy?" he then asked as I looked on to see that they were the orange and green sour patches
"What type of experiment are you trying to play on me? You know I hate orange and the green flavored ones" I said in utter disgust as I began to sift through my popcorn to take them out
"Could you guys please shut up!" One of the people in the movie theater said
"Hey, I'm just trying to get an equal exchange for my balls" I exclaimed as I grabbed the usher flashlight to shine on the guy in a khaki trench coat that looked kind of creepy while Dan just slumped down in his seat in pure embarrassment "And speaking of balls…ew! I see yours. You perv!" I declared realizing exactly what the guys was up to before the usher quickly extended his hand out to grab the flashlight as the guy took of running.
[Dan's P.O.V]
So my plan of relaxing with a good movie was shot to hell when Private Eye Waldorf decided to out the movie masturbator. The guy was actually wanted in all the theaters, who knew you could be wanted by the movie police…I guess that's what you call them or the ushers. It figures that Waldorf would catch the caper though, she knew how to expose your most embarrassing secrets…hell, she made a living out of it in high school. Though she had done good, I was in no mood to reward her for the deed because I was too pissed off to do so. Coming out of the theater with a head of steam, I began to make my way through the park as she followed behind trying to catch up. It was this that I was trying to avoid, I should have never come back to New York just for this pure reason because all she's going to do is bring up the fact that Chuck and her are going to run off into the sunset together. I didn't care, but I didn't want my nose rubbed into it.
"Humphrey! Humphrey, will you at least talk to me?" Blair called out before she finally gained enough speed to run in front of me
"Why are you doing this? Are you trying to make me miserable!" I asked her
"Why would I want to make you miserable?" Blair asked
"Because you seemed pretty determined back there. I didn't want the cookie balls, but you made a big deal out of it" I said
"Did you have to make such a big deal out of it? You should have just taken them and then let me have some sour patches" Blair said as only in her mind that made sense "We always use to do that" she said
"But that us doesn't exist anymore" I replied
"So we can't share snacks anymore?" Blair asked in disbelief "How stupid does that sound" she then added
"Look, before when we shared snacks it was because we were friends…we were sex buddies, we were something to each other, but now….now, I don't know" I told her
"So I'm just nothing to you now. I go back to Chuck, and I become the hated…like it really was before" Blair replied "Now who sounds snobbish" she told me "I came tonight because I wanted to know where we stood because I don't know…you just left without as much as a goodbye" she said before I just had to interrupt
"I told you, I asked you that night to come with me…so don't put this on me" I replied angrily "You never even asked me to stay" I then added
"Your mind was all ready made up. I couldn't just uproot my life because you wanted to runaway" Blair told me
"Yeah, well you ran long before I did" I fired back
"And what's that suppose to mean?" Blair asked
"It means that we can't be anything because you made it that way. I may not have been the romantic choice but you just stopped caring all together" I said "You stopped being there long before that night I left" I then said
"I was giving you your space" Blair said
"No, you were being a coward" I replied as the silence became defeaning between us "I wish I could say that we're fine and that we could be friends, but I can't lie to you. This, this is going to take time" I then told her
"So does this mean we'll never share snacks again" Blair said as tears welled up in her eyes "I know that I checked out on you completely but…I was trying to do what was best for everyone" she told me
"Everyone except me" I said as a moment of silence came between us and frankly at this point I just wanted to go home "Look, its late. I'll walk you to your car…" I said before she stopped me
"We've done the whole tragic ending too many times Humphrey to the point where it's too depressing" Blair said "I can't go back and change what happened, but I know that I'm sick of losing. I miss you, and I miss our friendship" she told me as that word just seem to sting even though I had gotten use to the fact that we just wouldn't be "So please, lets change the ending of this melodrama that is us and this world" she said
"It's the only ending that fits this movie at the time" I replied as she struggled to find the words to say "Let me walk you to the car" I suggested once again as she simply turned around and we both began to walk
"Will we ever be what we once were" Blaire asked as we walked "You know before all the sex" she said
"What exactly were we before the sex?" I asked
"Humphrey and Waldorf" Blair said she lightly bumped me in a playful way that I did my best not to smile at
"Well there you go, Humphrey and Waldorf" I replied putting my hands in my jacket pockets "So you missed me, huh?" I then asked her
"I wouldn't get too cocky about it, but yeah" Blair told me
[Blair's P.O.V.]
Give one final look on at my freshly cleansed face. Now, I'm set to go to bed. Reaching for the light, I turned off the lights in the restroom before I made my way over to the my bed. Sitting on the edge of my, I reach over to grab my night shade before pulling the covers back. To say today was a success could have been a stretch but I feel like it was a step in the right direction to where maybe things could be all right someday between Humphrey and I. Though I had no intention of catching a masturbator in the theater tonight but with my luck, anything and everything can happen. Grabbing the movie ticket that was on my nightstand, I couldn't help but smile as even though we were far away from where I wanted us to be, but with Humphrey I've come to realize its all about the journey.
[Flashback]
"So there's nothing you want to ask me?" I whispered to him as he lay asleep beside me in the bed
"What am I supposed to ask" Dan muttered still half asleep as he gripped on tighter to his pillow
"Uh, I don't know…something about my condition. It's okay if you want to ask questions about my you know" I told him as he slowly rose up on his forearms to look at me
"I have this feeling like you expect me to be freaked out about it?" Dan smiled
"Do you hear everyday that someone is bulimic?" I asked him finding him a bit naïve
"No, but everyone goes through something. What you've dealt with clearly has taken a toll on you at one point in your life, but I'm going to freak out about it. I want you to tell me stuff and I want us to be honest with each other" Dan said
"I like that your trying to make me feel like this is normal but this isn't normal. I feel like your patronizing me" I sighed as I sat up in the bed to rest my head up against the backboard
"Okay, I'll give you the reaction that you want" Dan said as he hopped out the bed and began to pace the floor, running his hand through his hair while I just sat confused
"What are you doing?" I asked with a bit of laughter as only him being completely ridiculous as he just stuffed clothes into the bag
"Your bulimic! This is fine, I can deal with this…I mean its not like you throw up everything, right?" Dan said as he paced the floor
"Okay, I get you point" I said as he just continued to pace nervously
"This, this may be a little too much. I like being with you but I'm not sure I can handle that aspect. Your throwing up food that your suppose to digest for the simple fact that your trying to be an ideal body weight. I'm sorry if that sounded…" Dan said before I interrupted
"Like an ass" I said as a tear rolled down my eyes before a moment of silence came between us "I get the point, you've accomplished your goal" I told him as I began to regret even pushing the issue
"Your right" Dan said before he took a seat on my side of the bed "How I acted made me look like, hell I was an ass. The reason why I didn't freak was because regardless of what you've done in the past, I accept you. You don't need me to judge you because I'm sure you've done that all by yourself, all I want to do is just support you and be there for you. So if your bulimic, then we deal with it. If you're a clepto then we deal with it. If you're an habitual liar then we deal with it…there is nothing you can tell me that will make me think any less of you" he said as I just couldn't hold the tears
"Why do you always see things through rose colored glasses?" I laughed through my tears
"Because, I like you…I like being with you, and I don't want this to end" Dan said as he leaned in to kiss my nose while I just rested my forehead against his head "I have an idea" he whispered to me before he laid me back on the bed just before he slowly worked his way down the bed while lifting my tank top up so that my stomach was bare
"I tell you my darkest secret and you want to have sex, that's such a typical guy thing for you to do" I said before he began take two finger, one from each hand and began to thump against the skin of my stomach. Seriously at this moment I'm looking at him like he's lost his mind but at the same time I'm a bit intrigued as to where he's going with this. I mean usually when a guy goes down there its for sexual reasons but he hasn't made one move yet to try and prove that theory correct. His thumping becomes melodic that I'm beginning to become seduced just by the simple fact that he's doing something I have no clue about. In his head he hears a sensual beat as I see him slowly vibe along with the thumping….this is crazy, but yet I'm finding this so damn sexy.
"We got the afternoon. You got this room for two. One thing I've left to do" Dan sang in his deep, low sexy voice that I just couldn't help but smile down at him as I knew the next words out of his mouth "Discover me, discovering you" he said almost in a whisper as he began to kiss the lower part of my leg, giving it a slight massage as he did so "One mile to every inch of, your skin like porcelain" he sang as he and his hands traced the inner outline of my legs all the way up to my thighs
"You could be the death of me Humphrey" I moaned slightly as I gripped on tight to the pillow
"One pair of candy lips and, your bubble gum tongue" Dan sang in as did my best to tempt him into kissing me but he was a man on a mission that would not stray from his journey of my body "And if you want love, we'll make it" he sang as he straddled me "Swimming in a big sea, of blankets" he sang just as he reached back to grab the covers to pull along with him as he laid on top of me so that we were both covered "Take all your big plans, and break em'. This is bound to be a while" he sang as he traced the outline of my face with his nose causing his lips to flirt with me even more than he had planned to as we were in this hide away place that consisted of nothing but his sheets and our naked bodies "Your body is a wonderland. Your body is wonder, I'll use my hands. Your body is wonderland" he sang as he burrowed face in the crook of his neck as my neck as he placed sweet kisses up from my collarbone all the way up to my ear while my hands roamed freely in his hair "Damn baby. You frustrate me" he sang as he pinned my hands back and all I could feel was the sexual tension building up within us both "I know your mine all mine, all mine" he sang as he kissed my forehead while I kiss the outline of his chin as he lay above me "But you look so good it hurts sometimes" he sang while he teased me with his lips as I ran my hands down his back to where I felt like I was leaving claw marks on his skin that'd he'd pay for later. Looking me dead in the eyes as we both just stared at each other before I finally rolled on top of him.
"Your body is a wonderland. Your body is a wonder, I'll use my hands. Your body is a wonderland" I sang as I kissed his neck while I could feel his hands grip on to my waist, and like John Mayer had said in his song that seemed to be so true at this moment…it was bout to be a while…..because when our lips finally met, it was like an explosion that I just couldn't explain.
[End of Flashback]
A smile came from ear to ear as I lay in my bed with my night shades covering my eyes, while this was dream slash memory that I was definitely enjoying all over again like it was the first time.
[Dan's P.O.V.]
Sitting at my computer, I find myself seriously contemplating. I knew that this was decision that had all ready been made but I guess a part of me was unsure as to how I could even put myself back out there again when it came to her. Looking over at the movie ticket that was next to my computer, I can't help but think about her and even though she best known in my heart as its source of pain, I couldn't imagine passing up this opportunity. Perry was right, I had to stop running…I have to stop and face what it was that I was running from. Blair Waldorf. I have to face all that was Blair Waldorf. Grabbing the phone, I hit the familiar number before he picked up.
"Hey, I was just calling to let you know that…I won't you let down on the New Yorker piece" I told Perry "It's time for me to get over the girl" I said as I looked on at a picture of Waldorf on my computer.