Chapter Twenty Two- Blame It On the Waltz
[Dan's P.O.V.]
So let me explain how a night can go from good to really good to horribly wrong. I can say it went in that order because it practically did. I'll keep it short because I think the more I think about it, the more I keep kicking myself for the reasons as to why. Mentioned before that I had a date with the receptionist from my office building, well it turns out that this receptionist is very…very open for anything. It took me quite some time to convince her to go out with me since I blew her off for a wedding filled day with Waldorf, but I eventually wore her down and she gave me another shot. When I get second chances at anything, I like to believe that I come out and deliver better than before. Everything was set to go perfect, I mean as perfect as I could make it but I was determined to be myself and end the night on a very good note. Dinner was good and even the conversation was pretty insightful to where I learned that she was studying to become teacher, which I found to be a bit of a stretch because she had some dumb moments. Of course when she would say the dumb things I had this Waldorf voice in the back of my head mocking her in some way. For our nightcap we headed back to my place, thankfully Eliot was down with the flu so he stayed in bed all day, and we did what any two consenting adults would do. We were well onto our way of, you know, then my phone starts going off. I tried to ignore it but the person keeps calling me back until finally I answer the phone to hear that its Waldorf. Of course, it'd only make sense for her to call at this time. She sounds a bit frantic so I apologize until I'm blue in the face as I scramble around my bedroom putting on clothes. It took me about thirty minutes, which surprises me seeing as this is New York we're talking about, to where I found myself nearly sprinting off of the elevator into the penthouse and up to her room, where I found her flipping through magazines.
"Waldorf!" I said angrily as she glanced up at me
"What took you so long?…something really could have happened to me Humphrey" Blair said as she just continued to flip through her magazine, ignoring the fact that I was nearly out breath after running up the stairs "Why are you panting?" she then asked
"Because I thought you were in danger or something" I stated
"What gave you that impression?" Blair asked a bit intrigued
"Because your exact words were Humphrey, come fast, I need you" I relayed back to her
"Oh, well I can understand where you could have assumed I was in danger…but I'm not" Blair said as she flashed a smile
"Where is Chuck?" I asked her "Shouldn't you be calling him?" I said as I kicked my shoes off and walked over towards her bed to get on
"Chuck is out of town on business" Blair said as I laid across her bed trying to get comfortable "He'll be back tomorrow afternoon just in time for the fitting" she sighed
"Why does that not shock me" I said to myself "If you weren't in any trouble, then why'd you call?…I told you I had a date" I asked
"Oh…that was tonight" Blair replied in a manner that seriously made me question the intent of the call but I was too tired to argue it "Great article in the society page, you made me a fan of my own nuptials" she then said as I just rolled my eyes at the mention of that crap piece I had to put together due to the lack of involvement on Chuck's part
"Never mind, I can conclude the reason as to why" I stated
"And what was my reason?" Blair asked
"Because I was out on a date" I said
"Why would that matter to me?" Blair asked "I mean its none of my business what you do in your spare time. I've met the receptionist you've spoken of and believe me…I did you a favor" she said
"I bet you think you did, but luckily for you…your plan didn't work, I still got myself a pretty good ending" I laughed to myself before I felt the instant pressure of a pillow hit me as I just continued to laugh while blocking the hits coming my way "Your engaged remember" I laughed
"I could care less what you do but I don't want to partake in the grotesque conversation about you and your happy endings" Blair stated
"Of course you don't" I said knowing that if she didn't care then she wouldn't have had me running over
"I really don't Dan. I mean I care about you as a friend, but that part of the feelings are long gone" Blair replied as I could tell that she was getting all bothered, but I just turned my attention towards the magazines she was looking at
"What are you looking for?" I asked as I looked on at the front covers of the bridal magazines
"I'm looking for the dress" Blair told me
"What about a dress as opposed to the dress, you have less than three months now…and by tomorrow it will be two" I replied
"Thank you Humphrey, for the positive energy you have exerted into the room" Blair said sarcastically as I got off the bed to take my sweater off to reveal the tank top that I had on before getting back on the bed and for a moment I could feel Blair's eyes on me
"I'm just being honest. You've always requested honesty from me, so that's what your getting" I sighed as I picked up the pillow she hit me with so that I could use it to sleep on
"It's moments like this where I look at my life and say, why me God" Blair joked "I'm not settling for any dress. I want the dress. Everything all ready feels so half ass, and I don't want this dress to be" she told me
"Why don't you ask your mom to design it then?" I asked
"Because I want to go through the experience of finding the dress…I will not deny myself of this process Humphrey" Blair said as my eyes began to droop
"All right, find the dress then" I said as I began to drift asleep. For a few moment I could hear Waldorf call my name but I was too far into my sleep to even come out. I'd deal with the mini crisis when I woke up, that's if I wake because at this point, I can sleep for days.
[Blair's P.O.V.]
A part of me expected the alarm to go off, but when I never heard it, I just found myself coming awake all on my own. My eyes fluttered open to see that the curtains were still closed and that I had woke up early enough that Darota hadn't even come in to open the curtains. Usually when that would happen I would be upset because that took away from the beauty sleep that was required for me to have a successful day, but I still felt as if I had rested a thousand years. Feeling arm draped over my waist, my eyes looked on alarmingly as it slowly began to register with me that Humphrey had spent the night or more so came over so late that he just fell asleep in my bed. Looking up towards the headboard of my bed, I could see his other arm resting above my head while he still lay peacefully asleep in the outline of my body. I shouldn't feel this way, but I can't help but want to remain in this moment forever with him. This is crazy, I mean I'm marrying Chuck in less than two months now and I'm finding myself enjoying the warmth and touch of another man. I know my thoughts have become repetitive but come on this isn't a decision a girl can make overnight…okay, that sounds stupid seeing as its been happening for quite some time. I'm not a fan of repetition, which is clear whenever you look at my closet but…crap, Humphrey is waking up. Extending his arms out as he yawns, I don't have to face him to realize that he's beginning to see just how we slept.
"Are you awake?" Dan asked me softly as I just lay on my side looking towards the window hoping he wouldn't remove his hand. The silence leaves him confused as he nudges me softly a few times before he leans in to see for himself if I'm awake.
"Confirmation clear enough" I replied as I gripped on tight to my pillow
"Confirmation clear" Dan replies as he removes his hand off of my side before he sits up on his side of the bed. I could feel the tension between us, so much so that I could cut it with a knife "I'm sorry about last night" he said softly as if he seems saddened more than anything rather than apologetic
"About what?" I asked
"I didn't mean to…I didn't mean to with the whole arms and stuff" Dan said nervously "It was just old habit" he said
"It wasn't a big deal, it was harmless" I sighed
"Right" Dan agreed as he leaned over to grab his sweater to put on "So what are you doing today?" he asked
"I told you last night" I said
"I remember words, but then I found Elizabeth Hurley in my dreams and fell asleep…so…refresh me?" Dan asked as I sat up in the bed
"Today, I find the dress" I told him
"That's right, the dress. Can I give you my opinion?" Dan asked as he took a moment to think over what he was going to say before I quickly had to shut that thought down
"You've stated your opinion on the matter, and I have respectfully decline to listen to it" I told him
"Okay, well there goes the friendly words of advice" Dan said as he got up from the bed to grab his shoes "Don't you think that you should be talking about this stuff with the groom, you know the guy that proposed to you? Because so far it seems like its been all you in all of this" he asked
"Girls plan the wedding, what's your point?" I asked
"No, couples plan the wedding. Girls just decide the little details that guys don't care about. The venue, the guest list, the registry, the reception location…I would hope that it would be a couple thing or at least have the groom give input" Dan said
"Humphrey, will you just come out with it all ready?" I asked growing tired of him beating around the bush
"I just think…." Dan said as I just laughed to myself
"There's that word again" I replied
"Does Chuck do anything in this relationship because so far what I've seen is you dealing with everything, and you dropping everything at the drop of the dime to go to one of his functions. It just feels like repetition of what you use to be…and that's not speaking highly of the past, I might add. Let's not forget the fact that I literally had to pull words out of my ass for my article in the society page on your wedding, all because Chuck was no help in the groom's thought" Dan told me before I quickly hopped out of the bed to go over towards my closet
"You can go now" I replied as I began my search of what to wear for my dress fitting just as Darota made her way into the room surprised to see Humphrey
"Oh" Darota said as she looked from me to Humphrey with shock painted all over her face "Should I return later?…I heard your voice, so I assumed you were up" she said
"No, Humphrey was just leaving" I said as I glared over at Dan
"Yes, I was apparently leaving. She hates truth so that deserves an automatic boot" Dan replied "Just as soon as I find my shoes then I will banish from the Queen's room" he said as I just rolled my eyes at him
"What time is Chuck meeting me again?" I asked Darota
"I thought you knew…I sent the itinerary to your phone last night" Darota said as I just looked at her quizzically before heading over to my nightstand to grab my phone to look on at the itinerary
"Mr. Chuck's trip was extended. He won't be back until this weekend" Darota said as Dan just laughed to himself
"Was there a reason?" I asked her
"I assume the deal went through, this is what he has been working towards" Darota told me
"I'm well aware of what he's been working towards…I don't need you to remind me" I snapped at her before Dan rose to his feet
"Hey, calm down" Dan said coming to Darota's defense "Chuck clearly wants to be…God knows where, than planning…" he said before I cut him off
"Oh, shut up! I know what your going to say, so spare me the whole repetition theory" I replied angrily
"Darota, Blair is sorry for being rude. She will make it up to you later, but to you think you can give us a quick moment?" Dan asked Darota as he didn't take his stare away from me
"Are you sure?" Darota asked as she once again looked from me to Humphrey in confusion as to who she should listen to
"I'm sure" Dan said before he ushered Darota out of the room before he closed the door behind her so he could turn his attention back towards me
"You might as well have been on the other side" I told him before I walked back towards my closet
"I probably should have, but I have this thing where I actually care about you…and you being rude to Darota is two things, you being rude and you being clearly upset…" Dan said as he walked towards me
"If you say it one more time…"I threatened him with a hanger from a far as he entered the closet with his hands up
"I will help you" Dan said "I don't know why because you clearly don't deserve my help and I'm clearly crazy because I'm helping you plan a wedding I don't particularly support" he said "But I will help you" he siad
"I don't need your help, that's the last thing I need" I laughed as he moved in closer to the point where I felt my knees trembling
"Maybe not, but I'm gonna give it to you regardless because I'm a good guy like that" Dan said
"So you go from scolding me about Chuck to wanting to help me find my wedding dress?…your even more pathetic than I thought" I laughed as a pure defense mechanism because inside I'm a little relieved that he's sticking around.
"Your welcome" Dan said
"I don't get you" I replied
"Well anytime you don't then just ask" Dan said as he turned to head towards the door "I'll be downstairs with Darota, should I guarantee your apology now or later?" he asked as he opened the door
"Your really forcing my hand on that?" I asked
"Now or later, apologizing now would make it more genuine" Dan told me with a smile plastered from ear to ear "But then again coming from your mouth would be even more genuine" he teased
"Humphrey, go!" I yelled making him laugh as he closed the door. I wouldn't dare laugh in front of him but I find myself laughing due to fact that even though he was so annoying that he always pressed for me to better than what I was.
[Dan's P.O.V]
Maybe I am pathetic. I'm sitting in a bridal shop, waiting for a girl that I used to loath then strangely fell for, who is now marrying a guy I hate with a passion. Yeah, that pretty much sums up pathetic right now. I can't even read this magazine now because I feel all pathetic. I can't even flirt with the receptionist….what is it with me and receptionists now? I ask myself. When I get married, I'm not going through this process of looking at wedding dresses…it's like shopping. I know that what its suppose to be but a part of me thought the wedding dress shopping would be simple. It's always the same dress so I thought there were just specific dresses to choose from then its over…but I feel like I'm in hell with all this waiting. Waldorf hasn't even finished with the first one, and its all ready been one hour all on one dress. That makes no sense to me. Eliot text me and he's officially surpassed me on chapter completed. Perry has turned up the heat on me but I have more of an excuse seeing as I'm doing double for him. The New Yorker got great feedback on the piece, a piece in which I wouldn't say is my finest work on many levels, so my focus is shifting back and forth with the article and the story for my magazine. Yes, as you can see, it's confusing even to myself but somehow I understand it. Just as I get lost in the confusion that is me, my thoughts are tossed aside when I see Waldorf come out in her dress. For a moment I just intended to glance, but when I saw her…my heart, it…it felt like it wanted to leap out of me. My mind was racing as I just looked at her finding it hard to take my eyes off of her for even a split second. Looking at me with much anticipated confirmation, I forget that I'm supposed to give her feedback…another solid reason as to why I'm pathetic…but I can honestly say, I have no words.
"What do you think?" Blair asked as I walked towards her
"It looks…it looks" I said struggling to find the words
"Humphrey, words…in a sentence, put them together now?" Blair asked
"You look different" I just said without really thinking, who can think at this moment
"Okay, I'm gonna need something more than different. Good or bad different?" Blair asked
"Good. You look good" I smiled at her as the seamstress walked over to us
"You should give it a twirl? See how she can dance in it" The seamstress smiled as everyone else in the room seemed to be as awestruck as I was by her as we both nervously reacted to her suggested
"I don't think that's necessary" Blair replied
"Most of our customers buy without dancing, and on their wedding day they tend to be uncomfortable when dancing. So dance, see if it's the one" The seamstress smiled
"I have two left feet. I think if she wants to dance than she should dance with someone who can actually dance" I replied just as they put music on for us to dance to "And there's the music" I said feeling the pressure even more so now
"Really? I don't think dancing is necessary. I don't even like to dance" Blair told the seamstress as I just laughed
"You dance in the kitchen" I blurted out as the seamstress and Blair just looked at me
"That's not the same" Blair said to me
"You also dance when your right about something. Then when your favorite song comes on you do this head bop that leads to you dancing" I said remembering very vividly what it was like to live with Waldorf "We use to live together, that's why I know this" I said trying to have a solid defense as to why I was recounting on memories
"Dance" The seamstress said as she took mine and Blair's hand to put them together
"Okay, just a tad bit forceful" Blair said we had no option after this point as we were holding the others hand while the audience looked on at us as if this was the first time they had even seen two people dancing
"Shall we?" I asked
"We're all ready holding hand Humphrey, you're a little late for the invite" Blair snapped at me
"And I'll take that as my queue to lead" I replied attempting to make the first move but she stood still not moving an inch "Waldorf, dancing requires the feet to move" I told her
"I lead" Blair replied
"I'm supposed to lead" I told her
"You're also supposed to shave after a few days, but clearly your defying that rule" Blair said
"Okay, we could stand here and do the banter but for once…" I said before I pulled her in closer towards me "Trust me" I whispered in her ear before she turned her head to look me dead in the eyes, which made the closeness between us even more dangerously close. Her silence let me know that she had no choice but to oblige, and when she let me lead then that was my give away answer.
Holding her close to me, it began to bring back the memories I had done my best to get rid of in that year away. Feeling her body pressed up against mine just made me feel like this was right in the ways we swore it was all wrong. The smell of her hair…we won't talk too much about that for therapy reasons, the scent of her perfume, the way her hands seemed to fit perfectly with mine…it just felt right. She becomes so comfortable in my arms that she even rests her cheek up against mine, which I'm sure she'll have a good excuse for, but I don't care because I just love the feel of her skin up against mine…like it used to be before things got complicated and messy. Gliding in a dreamlike state, I feel like I'm Carey Grant with my Aubrey Hepburn, and in this movie we only have the happy ending. Lost in the moment we both seem to not catch the fact that music has stopped. Pulling back from the others embrace but not so much that we're completely out of each others grip, we stare at each other as if we're trying to figure out what the other is thinking…as if we're trying to figure out what the hell just happened or in my case, why can't I shake her.
"That's the dress" The seamstress told her as she tore away from our gaze
"Yeah, this is the dress" Blair said as words seemed to escape her before she gave me another quick look before heading back towards her dressing room while I stood watching her leave.
[Blair's P.O.V]
What the hell happened back there? I continually ask myself through out the moment we stopped dancing to the moment…well, now. I'm supposed to be moving on, and that happens of all things. Being in his arms seems to be the recurring theme this morning…being in Humphrey's arm. Things were a bit awkward even more so between us after we left the bridal shop that I felt a sense of Ryan rubbing off on me. I need a drink, I need drinks in plural to be exact and that was my goal…maybe, Humphrey will drink and then we'll forget about the whole the what the hell just happened moment back there in the bridal shop. Sitting in the bar, I can tell that Humphrey is a bit thrown off by the fact that I suggest getting drinks seeing as he usually does that bit, but I don't care because I want the drink, in plural. So here we are, drinking…I'm doing more of the drinking while he's doing more of the thinking. I don't want him to think, I want him to drink so he could stop the thinking because if Humphrey thinks then he'll just drive us both insane with it. Though I do believe I'm reaching my tipsy point.
"I think you should slow down" Dan told me as he tried to take a shot glass away but I had managed to grab it from him
"If you want a shot then you buy your own. Your not poor anymore Humphrey…no freebies for you anymore" I replied before taking another drink
"I may be far from poor now, but I morally aware of what this will do to you. I have my Down to You moment to prove it" Dan told me as I could hear the miniature pity party come on
"That was you taking like by the horns" I laughed
"That was me being stupid, and I think you shouldn't be stupid" Dan said before he finally took the drinks away from me "No more for the lady" he then told the bartender
"Keep them coming, I have bills to last the night and I'm not ready to stop just yet" I over ruled him
"What's the point in this Waldorf?" Dan asked
"You got to, now I want to. I want to experience the life of a drunk me…so please, let me be" I laughed finding the rhyming pattern a bit amusing
"Your going to regret this in the morning" Dan warned
"I regret everything. That's my life. Regret, regret, regret…regret, regret, regret" I told him with a bit of laughter in my voice "Regret, regret, regret" I laughed "You wanna know a regret I have?" I turned to ask him
"I'm pretty sure I don't want to know" Dan smiled
"You do, I swear you do" I said as I began to play with his cheeks "You have nice cheekbones" I observed as I played with his cheeks some more
"That's a first" Dan laughed to himself as he tried to guide my hands away from his face "You have regrets, and so does everyone else" he said
"I like your hair. I use to hate how unkempt it was but now its growing on me" I said getting a few pokes at his hair
"My cheeks and my hair. Your drunk now, you hate my hair" Dan laughed
"No, don't say that" I said drunkenly "I love your hair. I do. In fact tonight I will pray that your hair remains the same" I teased
"You do that, I'm sure God will love that prayer" Dan laughed
"Humphrey, your suck a dirty little cheat" I said "You almost made me forget my regret" I laughed as I once again went back to playing with his cheeks
"Okay, well after you tell me your regret then we get you home where you can sleep off your future regret" Dan said "Are we agreed?" he asked
"No!" I declared "I want to tell you my regret and then have more of these little glass thingies" I told him
"Glass thingies" Dan laughed "Waldorf, what do you regret?" he asked
"I regret….I regret not singing to you" I said as he just laughed
"That's what you regret? Waldorf you protested for the longest about singing to me. The only time you sang to me was after I practically sang the whole song, and at that point you were only interested in my body" Dan said as I began to remember that brief moment
"Your body is a wonderland…I member now" I laughed "Our prelude to sex" I then continued to laugh "But I'm talking about really singing to you" I then said
"Well we'll do that soon but consider yourself washed of that regret. I will just live with your admission to the fact that you regret it" Dan said "So can I take you home now?" he then asked
"I really loved you. I mean never would I love someone like you, but I did…I still do, very much so" I said as I went back to playing with hair
"I'll make sure to remember that when you say I do to Chuck Bass" Dan laughed
"Not without another drink" I smiled devilishly "Bartender! Another drink" I declared
"Although, I do strongly believe that marrying Chuck Bass will have to require a drink…I think one of us needs to be level headed" Dan said as the bartender brought me another drink "I do have to film this when you wake up to the massive hangover in the morning" he said to himself
"You got regrets, you said you had regrets and I want one?" I then asked
"My regrets are in my stories" Dan laughed
"The on going saga of Serena van der Woodsen" I laughed
"And there's that Waldorf sense of humor, hit em' while their down" Dan laughed "How many more drinks do you foresee because I'm seeing and end…soon" he told me
"I mean really what made Serena so special that she got the brunt of your literary genius. Vanessa never did. Olivia…well TMZ gives her much literary reference. Then there is me…I. Got. Nothing" I told him "Boo" I declared
"I know, boo for me. I'm clearly not in the Serena phase anymore so rest assure that no more stories will include the fantasy of what its like to be with Serena" Dan told me
"They were entertaining, but unattainable" I then added
"I get it" Dan said "Just about how honest are you right now?" he then asked
"I'm about as honest as…Abe Lincoln" I laughed "Honest Abe, honest Blair" I said finding it amusing to myself
"I bet" Dan smiled as he took a moment to think "I should take advantage of this moment, but then I'd…I can't" he laughed to himself
"You never do" I replied
"What?" Dan asked "I never what?" he asked
"You never take advantage. Others do, but you always stay true to moral world" I said "You're a member of one when it comes to morals, you do know that right?" I then told him
"I'm well aware" Dan agreed as he signaled to the bartender to please cut me off
"I think, I'm thinking now" I laughed to myself "I think or I have thunk that the whole OMG moment back there has come to me" I said
"And your conclusion?" Dan asked handed the glasses over to the bartender while I thought
"I thunk I'm still in love with you" I laughed as he stood motionless. Turning his attention towards me I just smile and lean in to give him a kiss "Yeah, I love you" I teased
"I'm sure you do" Dan said not all too convinced
"I do. I'm sure of it" I laughed as he got up from his chair to try and pull me away from the bar
"C'mon, lets get you out of here" Dan said as he tried to usher me out of the bar but my protests made it hard for him to carry me away with ease
"I want to stay. I've formed a great relationship with Luther" I said just as he lead us outside onto the sidewalk "Humphrey! What's wrong with you! Stop being such a kill joy" I complained
"I know, I kill everything" Dan sighed as he helped me
"That's just like a Humphrey to kill a good thing" I laughed
"For a second there I thought you weren't going to make a drunken statement about Jenny, glad to know your returning back to form Waldorf" Dan told me as we began to walk down the street and I just couldn't hold the laughter
"Not you. I'm talking about Rufie" I said in between my fits of laughter
"What do you mean?" Dan asked with a slight laugh
"Rufie, killed us. I mean he literally came up and killed us" I said as I began to process the fact that I was completely drunk at this point while Dan stopped us for a moment
"I know I'm going to regret this because clearly your out of it, but what do you mean when you say he killed us?" Dan asked as if he were fishing for something
"Rufie thinks I'm bad for you, a distraction was more along his words….which is crazy because I'm not that big to be a distraction. I resent the fact that he thinks I'm big by the way" I replied as he turned me towards him so he could grab onto my shoulders
"My dad said you were a distraction? When?" Dan asked
"I can't member" I said closing an eye to help me think back "Aw, its coming back to me now" I laughed "The night you drank my shampoo" I then said as Dan's mind went into over drive as things started to fall into place for him
"Waldorf, did you come that night?…when I was in the hospital, did you know?" Dan asked as I just smiled at him
"Of course I came. It was Ry in the hall and you in the bed. You had so many tubes" I smiled as I put my arms around his neck "You looked all scruffy laying in the bed" I teased "Kind of like now…you do scruffy well" I told him
"You came" Dan replied in disbelief
"Yep, I came. I had to make it a secret visit though because so many people hated us together" I said going in and out of a daze "We made lots of people mad" I said
"One being my dad" Dan said
"And Chucky boy" I replied
"Well that was to be expected" Dan said
"I love Chuck. Chuck Bass…who names their kid Chuck though" I told him
"Yeah, crappy name and crappy person" Dan shrugged off before he once again looked me dead in the eyes "Is there anything else that your not telling me?" he asked "Anything in regards to anyone?" he followed up
"Only the fact that you technically work for Chuck" I laughed as his eyes nearly bulged out of his face while I just continued to laugh
"Okay, I really have to get you home now" Dan said before he led me over to the curb before hailing for a taxi "Taxi!" he called out in an urgent tone
[Dan's P.O.V.]
It was a drunken confession, but a part of me always knew that there was something up about how things ended with Waldorf. I was racing like a bullet train in my mind just trying to understand why the hell my father of all people would call Waldorf a distraction to me. I knew he didn't think highly of her seeing as the hell she put Jenny through but still. After I dropped her off at my place because it was the closest and frankly I had to stop by the penthouse to see my father. It did dawn on me a few times to think this over and realize that Waldorf was drunk…as in not able to control what she does or says but then I realized that the truth always comes out when your drunk, regardless of how well you try to hide it. I made sure that Eliot knew that Blair was there so if he heard someone puking in the bathroom to not be alarmed before I headed out. I was a man on a mission and I had to get answers…I needed to know at this point. When I made my way inside the penthouse I took a seat on the sofa, figuring that Lilly and him were still out at the charity event. For what felt like hours, I sat there just trying to get my thoughts together. Slowly beginning to form just what exactly I was going to say, I could hear the elevator door open and out game Rufus Humphrey.
"Dan, surprised to see you here" Lilly smiled as she greeted me
"Yeah, I needed to come by to talk to my dad" I replied as I got up from my chair
"Oh. Okay, did you want anything to eat or something because we have leftovers" My dad said as he took his and Lilly's coat off
"No, its fine. I just really need to talk to you" I said ignoring his comments
"Okay, well I will head upstairs and get ready for bed. I'll talk with you soon Daniel" Lilly said before she made her way upstairs leaving my dad and I to ourselves
"So what do you want to talk about?" My dad asked as he headed over towards the living room area to take a seat as I followed behind
"I was just talking with Waldorf, and I heard something interesting that I kind of need your confirmation on" I said
"Oh, so you and Blair are spending some more time together" My dad said as he seemed a bit delighted but I knew that was all for show at this point
"Yeah, she mentioned something that kind of made me think. She mentioned that you two spoke a while back about me…you care to fill me in on that conversation because if I remember correctly, the night I told you about Blair and I, you were dead set against that" I told him
"Clearly your trying to accuse me of something so just come out with it Dan, what is it that you want to know?" My dad asked
"I want to know what you told her?" I asked with much demand in my tone
"I told her…I told her that she should leave you alone" My dad replied hesitantly as I just laughed to myself upon hearing the confirmation from his own mouth
"So why? Why would you do that?" I asked him
"I did it because I was worried about you…" My dad said before I interrupted
"That's a load of crap and you know it!" I replied
"Believe what you want, but I do care…I just thought she was trouble for you. I mean look what she did to Jenny and all the hurt she caused her…can you imagine what she would do to you?" My dad reasoned
"I wouldn't know! You didn't give me that opportunity to find out" I replied angrily "You had no right to interfere in my personal life" I told him
"Dan, you were just going through the motions…with the parties and the drinking, and especially with the whole shampoo incident. Blair is not another added thing you want to add to the mix" My dad said
"What I do with my life is my business not yours" I replied "Do you not realize what you've done?" I asked him
"Your being dramatic Dan" My dad just sighed as he took my anger as a mere temper tantrum
"I could have had a shot with her!" I yelled at him just as a scared Lilly made her way downstairs
"What is going on downstairs?" Lilly asked as she made her way over to see my father and I glare at each other down, but we both were in no rush to relay the reason as to why we were both nearly in the mode of strangling each other "I mean it! One of you better talk" she said angrily
"Tell her, tell her what you've done" I told him
"What have you done?" Lilly turned to ask my father
"I did what you have done plenty of times. I did what I thought was best for my son, and if I had the chance to do it all over again then I would have done it again" My dad said as calm as can be
"I can't believe that your trying to sit here and justify what you did as what was best for me. She is what's best for me!" I yelled
"What have you done?" Lilly asked
"I went to Blair and asked her to leave Dan alone" My dad finally revealed
"All that time, I thought that she didn't care or just loved him more but it was only because my father told her she was a distraction" I said "This past year, I tried and tried to get over her because I assumed that she would never love me like she loved Chuck…but I could have been, I could be the one she's with, but now….I have to watch her marry a guy I loathe with a passion" I told him
"Girls like Blair are accustomed to things you will never be able to give her" My dad said as Lilly just glared at him in shock by his statement
"Girls like Blair? What does that mean?" Lilly asked
"You know what I mean" My dad said
"No, explain to me what you mean by a girl like Blair? Because it sounds like your comparing a girl from high society to a boy from Brooklyn" Lilly said
"I'm not" My dad said
"But I'm pretty sure you meant it to be that way" I replied
"I may have stepped in and disrupted what I thought should occur in my kids life, but if its one thing I learned, its that you can't make them see what you want them to see. You push, they push harder and eventually what you perceived to be good intentions leads to you just wanting to be right" Lilly said
"I did what I thought was best…" My dad still tried to defend
"You did what you wanted me to do just like everything else. I'm not going to be perfect, nor do I want to be, but you can't dictate who I choose to love" I replied "You're my father, your supposed to be my support not my enemy" I told him
"And I am your support. I'm just not going to tell you what you want to hear" My dad said
"And I don't expect you to, but you were wrong on this…dead wrong" I said moving towards him "So I'm sorry" I told him before I punched him causing him to fall to the floor "And I just did what I thought was best" I told him before I walked over to the elevator
[Blair's P.O.V.]
Aww, my head hurts. I feel like I'm being stabbed in the head a million times while someone is shoving something in my throat. I'm slowly beginning to wake up but I almost wish that I would have stayed in my slumber because waking up is just so painful right now. This isn't my bed, these God awful sheets have to belong to one person. Why is it I'm always in a bed with Humphrey these days? I ask myself as I groggily make my way to the restroom. Feeling an instant urge to just rush to the toilet, I hovered over and began to just puke up everything I think I ate for a whole week. After what felt like an hours worth of puking, I could hear someone come in from the front door and by the sound of keys being tossed on to the counter, I know its Humphrey. Within a matter of minutes he pokes his head in to see me on the floor of his bathroom looking as if every ounce of my organs has been puked out. Heading over towards me with a brown paper bag in hand, he takes a seat beside me on the floor before I lean on his shoulder.
"Please tell me that's not more alcohol" I nearly cried
"No, its not more alcohol" Dan laughed softly "Sprite, to help with your stomach" he said as he opened the bottle and handed it to me
"Thank you" I sighed "Where have you been?" I asked
"I had to go see somebody over something that was bugging me" Dan replied as I took a drink of Sprite
"Never again will I drink again" I declared "My head feels like its going to explode" I told him
"I told you not to booze it up last night" Dan said as he pushed away a strand of hair away from my face
"Spare me the who was right and who was wrong declaration Humphrey" I said hitting him softly on the arm
"Why? If it were me then you'd be throwing it in my face" Dan laughed
"No, I wouldn't. If I saw you were this sick then I'd be nicer" I replied
"I'll let you believe that, we'll have to debate that later on" Dan said as he soothingly rubbed my back to the point where I almost fell asleep on his shoulder. I could feel him massage my neck to where he felt my necklace. I had completely zoned out in his comfort that I had lost focus on the fact that he was now pulling out my necklace. Looking over at him, I could see a look of amazement "You kept it" he eyed my necklace as I looked down to realize that he saw the rings that he had given me during our time together
"I couldn't exactly throw them away" I replied
"But with everything that has happened, I just forgot about the rings" Dan said as he turned towards me
"It's not a big deal Humphrey" I sighed
"It is when those rings had a promise behind them" Dan said
"Yeah, well I've been known to break promises" I shrugged still half asleep
"But you kept them on" Dan said "What happened with us? Why didn't we work?" he asked
"For a variety of reasons" I sighed "Why are we bringing up the past?" I asked still a bit groggy
"Because I think you threw me a game changer last night" Dan laughed
"Okay, I'll pretend to know what that means" I replied not knowing what he was talking about
"What if we were still together? What if right now in this moment, I was the guy for you?" Dan asked
"That'd be nice but we don't live in a world of what if's" I told him
"I think you'd have to grant me one for now because I'm a little blown away with everything from last night. I feel like everything I thought was one way isn't that way anymore" Dan told me
"I think I know what you mean" I sighed knowing that Dan was going into his deep thought mode
"As much as I would want to dredge up the past and over analyze the ways in which mistakes don't go on repeat…" Dan told me as I just began to wish that he would spit it out
"For the love of God Humphrey, just spit it out!" I declared as he began to fumble around in his brown paper bag so much so that I just closed my eyes trying to rest before he nudged me
"It's not how I wanted it to be or what I even expected, but I know that this is something I have to do because I'll regret it" Dan said as my eyes slowly fluttered open to see that he was holding a ring in his hand. Looking on in confusion partly because my vision was so blurry and I was trying my hardest to comprehend why he had a ring in his hand because I could have sworn that the rings were still around my neck on the necklace "Blair Waldorf, will you marry me?" he asked as I felt a sudden urge come in me as I reached over towards the toilet and began to puke.