I hope everyone enjoys this. We are so close to the end but there is still so much left to happen. The update took awhile because I felt like something was missing from this chapter and I did not want to post it until I figured it out. I was finally happy with the added last scene so I able to finally post it.
Thank you so much for the reviews. To the reviewer who asked about a Gossip Girl reveal, I won't be doing that. I actually like the idea of them never knowing. I think if the show would have been more concern who GG was for six seasons the reveal would have been interesting but since they only really cared like once in the second season and only to fill in the plot holes in the sucky last seasons. I like the mystery of who it could be. But I am happy you are enjoying the story.
Also, to the reviewer who asked about the parental relationship story line. We will see some parents next chapter. But yes they are very important and central. This is very much a story about Blair and Chuck's relationship with each other and then their own with their parents. Chuck sees the worst in Bart and cannot tell he is trying. While Blair tries so hard to impress her mother yet Blair with the photo shoot and sleeping with Chuck even though her mother is against it she is finally escaping and putting herself first by taking the time to have fun. I am kinda doing the same thing in a smaller way with my new story For Love or Money. But instead it will focus on their relationships with their absent fathers and how it hurts them.
Word of warning the scene with Nate and Chuck might not make sense if you did not read Lost Weekend.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl or any locations that are real.
Boy and Girls Time to get up. Don't you know its Monday and for once we are all dying to get back to school. How many bruises are the dark lord and the golden prince going to sport. Don't you know a black is totally in this season? Brownie points to whoever can find out if the Ice Queen and the It Girl have any tan lines because what happens on vacation never stays hidden long from me. XOXO Gossip Girl
I swear I felt him before I saw or heard him. I was beginning my walk to school enjoying the breezy fall day when I felt his stare. Turning to look left slightly I saw his limo idling on the street. Rolling my eyes, I turned right and began to walk away. Even though I realize that Chuck may have feelings for me I was still pissed off at him for deserted me last night. I had to make him grovel a bit. I tugged on my cardigan buttoning a few buttons to avoid looking at the limo. Once that was over, my hand reached out to make sure my tan satin headband was in place before I stopped my self. I did not want him to think that I was prepping myself for him. As if. (f)
"Blair," his voice called out from the limo and from my side view I could tell the limo was only inching along following me.
"I got your coffee from Oslo and chocolate croissants," he teased from the limo and while it attracted my interest I still refused to look at him. (1)
Continuing to walk I paused until I got into a crosswalk. I paused as the crosswalk was still red halting me from walking when suddenly Chuck's limo came turning into the corner stopping only inches away when it stopped. It was in a half turn position in the middle of the road.
"Chuck!" I yelled angry until I realize that all the other walker in the street were annoyed. Most were walking to school and a few probably to work.
His head popped out of the window smiling.
"Morning darling. Hop in," he said with a smirk on his face.
"No," I said firm and then the light changed. The pedestrians were visibly annoyed with the position of the car as they began to walk around it. One women even bumped into me, purposefully causing me to bump into the limo.
"Hey! What the hell," Chuck yelled in my defense at the women but it was at the same time the horns began blowing over his voice. At least five different cars from both intersections had their horns blaring. Looking back at Chuck I pleaded with my eyes for him to move but I could tell he was not going to.
"I can stay here all" he began to say but I cut him off by opening the door. Quickly I jumped in overcome by embarrassment.
"Seriously?" I rhetorically asked him as I huffed out a breath. I pushed him until he was further away.
"Coffee," he asked with a smirk.
"No just drop me off at school," I said annoyed.
"We need to talk," he said.
"No we don't," I said. "Arthur can drop me off a block away."
"About Jenny," he recapped.
I finally looked at him and he smiled. It had been a way since I received a bright full Chuck smile and it made my heart flutter. I nodded at his reminder.
"I have the set up ready. Some coke in her locker. I just need you do the honors with a call to the Headmistress as some concerned parent that Jenny is selling on school grounds. Proof she is gone," he said his smile turning into a leer.
"Expulsion is bit serious," I said feeling a twinge of guilt.
"Enough for a suspicion if it is played right," he said with a shrug. Recognizing my hesitation, he said "she is going to be a problem if you don't deal with it now. She is certainly a feisty little thing," he said as he touched his jaw as if he remembered her kisses. Suddenly, a jealous flair came about and I grabbed the phone dismissing my previous apprehension.
"Hello can I speak with Headmistress Queller," I alerted the receptionist who answered.
"May I ask who I am speaking to?" she asked in response.
"I am Miriam Lester, Susan Lester's mother. My daughter is in the tenth grade there," I lied effortlessly. Susan Lester was a sophomore whose father was a U.S Attorney and bright political star. Susan was a goody two shoes who never strayed from the lines. Basically she was everything that I pretend to be at school. Her mother is or was one of Anne's best friends and was highly influential in the parent committee. I have pretend to be her before on other occasion with Headmistress Qeller and I felt comfortable adopting her manner of speaking easily.
Suddenly I felt Chuck's head on my left head which I was using to pick at my skirt. He did not grab it or hold it but he slowly began to lightly touch my hand.
"Oh yes. Unfortunately, Mistress Queller is busy at the moment."
"Oh so perhaps I should call the police instead to inform them of the drug problem at Constance," I threaten and Chuck chuckled lightly.
Immediately I was transferred over and I pulled my hand away from chuck as the silence in the waiting reminded me I was angry at him. I glared at him and he turned his body and face away from me. As soon, as Headmistress Queller came to the phone. I then began to describe the how the panic that set in when Susan came home to tell me how easy it was to get drugs at school these days. I then went on to complain and request metal detectors until finally I dropped the word Jenny Humphrey as a pretend afterthought. Queller believed every word I said. Finally, the call was over and I looked at the time to find we only had about four minutes to get back to the school. Gently, afraid of his response I touched his shoulder. Suddenly every moment that we shared in this limo came back to me. I shuddered I felt a tingle run over my body. I pulled my hand quickly away but he must have felt my light touch and he turned his head. I handed him the phone wordlessly.
He lowered the partion to tell Arthur to return us to school. But his eyes were downcast and he refused to look at me again. Suddenly breathing became hard and I gulped a large breath as I turned to look out the window. I wanted him to acknowledge me but he kept his head turned. Quickly my shyness turned to anger.
"Are you really mad at me right now. I should be mad at you for last night," I bite out angrily.
I do not know what I expected when I decided to show up at her apartment today. I probably should not have but I wanted to see her. I needed to gauge her reaction to me. I was more than hurt when she at first refused to even acknowledge my presence or get into my limo. She probably does not want to be seen with me at school.
Listening to her wonderful and quick manipulation made me so impressed that I suddenly felt a familiar need rise up in me. I thought her quick action in following my plan demonstrated that she still trusted me on some level. I slowly touched her palm carefully not wanting to rush into anything. But she quickly moved away solidifying her feelings of me.
I looked away from her clearly she wanted no gestures from me. She probably regretted having sex with me the second time. I bite my lip as I looked at the window listening to her conservation halfheartedly. The only reason I left her so quickly yesterday was because it scared me how much I wanted to touch her and hold her after sex. I wanted to kiss her some more. Fuck I wanted to talk to her. I wanted to have Arthur open the roof in the limo and have him drive. Just drive. Far from the city until we see stars and we were far from our parents. It was silly romantic even and I could not risk having her see me like that. She walked out on me the night we had sex and the morning after when I awoke I hoped that she was just in the bathroom or something. But she wasn't. She fled from me. From that night. She took a plane and traveled for hours in order to escape me. She clearly shown what she thought of me that night and of that night with her actions. I had hoped that when she came to me about her mother it meant something further but now I am not so sure.
I felt her hand ghost over my shoulder and for a moment I thought it was a daydream. A vision of sweet madness that I had of her reaching out to touch me. I turned and she handed me the phone. I had zoned out and not realized that she had finished her conversation. I grabbed the burner and pocketed it. I alerted Arthur to take us back to school.
"Are you really mad at me right now. I should be mad at you for last night?" she said angrily. I snapped my head back her confused.
"You're mad at me," I reminded her.
"Well yes for dumping me at my apartment without a word," she said and then she hit me lightly a small back hand.
"I just… I didn't know what to say," I said clearly displaying a weakness. Suddenly realizing how I sounded I bit back "You ran away the first time. I was just making things even." It was sharp and biting but Blair did not seem to buy it. Instead she squinted as if she was thinking for a moment. Fuck, that was cute.
"You are lying," she said firm in her belief. I rolled my eyes and shifted in my seat under her gaze.
"I am not. But don't worry there won't be any more sex between us," I said looking straight ahead.
"Oh," she let slip. I looked at her closely noticing a blush on her cheeks and her eyes were slightly downcast. She blinked and I watched her eyelashes flutter over her face. She was so delicate in so many ways. She looked up at me and slight pout on her face before she turned to face the window. I could tell we were only seconds away from the school building. Acting only on emotion I moved closer to her. Placing a finger on her chin I tilted her face towards me.
"Unless you want to," I said with no sleazily intentions. I hoped she could tell.
Her eyes widened for a second and her eyes quickly moved to stare at me lips.
"Yes. I want" she began to say but her words were stopped as I kissed her. It was different then the last two encounters. Slower with no anticipation. It was a surprise in many ways for both of us. Like all the rest of our kisses. I never wanted to stop.
She pushed my gently off of her but she held onto to the lapels of my school blazer.
"School. I miss too much of yesterday," she said her lips sticking slightly out. I peeked her lower lip.
"Okay. Okay. Plus, Queller should be checking someone's locker very soon," I reminded her.
Her eyes flashed with the sure pleasure of a takedown and I loved the way she looked. Unable to help myself I pulled her in for a kiss. Continuing until I pulled her on top of me till she straddled my thigh. She loosened my tie unbuttoning a few buttons and suddenly I realized that this was Blair before a takedown and she taking control over me.
"We need to stop," she said smiling as she pulled back. I grabbed her ass pulling her closer to me instead rubbing her against me to slow her what she did to me. She giggled and moved closer to me again. She leaned in and rather than kiss me she whispered.
"Meet me for the show a few minutes before first period so we can watch Little J crumble. Then we can celebrate," she said full on seductress. Fuck, this goddess was inside her the whole time.
She pulled back and suggestively raise her eyebrows. And I let my hands roam over her body grabbing her needing to touch more of her. She moaned she arched her back and pushed further into me. I needed to tease her like she teased me. Taking a deep breath, I grabbed her waist and picked her up placing her next to me but off of me. My resistance was only so strong.
"I'll be there," I said. We were at the school and she adjusted her clothes before she opened the door. She was a few minutes late. Climbing out she looked back realizing I was not moving.
"You aren't coming," she said pouting.
"I need a few minute to calm down," I said with a wink. "I won't miss our appointment just a few times around the block," I informed her. She nodded and seemed pleased my physical discomfort. Then she remembered her own as she looked at me lustfully. I looked away breaking the eye contact knowing if she did not leave now she never would.
Even so the confusion in her eyes I am sure mirrored mine. I do not know what I wanted from Blair all I knew was that I wanted more of her. I instructed Arthur to drive around the block. Needing air, I rolled down the window trying to take a moment to clear my head. Finally, when I made it back to school I decided against going to homeroom and figured I will just show up during first period. I made way to the girl's section of the school awaiting the takedown.(2)
I could not say I was happy with the way things turned out with Chuck but one thing is for sure. We both definitely still wanted to mess around with each other which was not my goal but still fulfilling in its own way.
Serena wordlessly questioned my late arrival when I finally appeared in homeroom. I knew everyone's eyes were on me. I took a deep breath as I glided to my seat avoiding the gazes of my classmates. The last time I showed up on Gossip Girl it was pictures with Carter and before that pictures with Chuck only weeks after my breakup with Nate add in the lost weekend and skip school from last week. I knew what they were all thinking 'She is totally having a meltdown' and for the first time in my life I did not care. Instead my insides were fluttering over meeting with Chuck and takedown Jenny.
Out homeroom teacher was making announcement with I felt my phone buzz.
C- "Just saw Queller on the walk of death with Little J"
I responded quickly telling him I would be there soon. I politely raised my head in my best I am a teacher's pet voice asked to use the bathroom. I was instantly handed the hall pass which was an old wooden paddle that throughout the years was vandalized by various students. I walked down the hall just in time to catch the aftermath of the Jenny at her locker. She was with Headmistress Queller in tears. It took only a matter of moments for Queller to see the drugs that Chuck had planted. I smiled in triumph and entered the bathroom waiting for my right moment.
I fixed my makeup and reapplied my lip-gloss in anticipation of meeting Chuck. Washing my hands and exiting I was surprised to find Jenny at her locker alone crying. Seizing the moment, I approach her.
"Oh, Little J, need a tissue," I said with a fake sweet voice.
"Blair…. Did you… was this you?" she asked wiping away her tears.
I glanced at my manicure. Rolling my eyes "You should have known better than to get involved in my games. This is the big leagues," I reminded her and began to walk away.
I admit I was shocked to her next words but she did not see my face so she did not see the surprise thankfully. "This is not the end. You really think Queller is kicking my out for this." I turned around to look at him making sure to keep my face still. "I am a scholarship student Blair. A poor student from the middle class," making her voice sound sweet then turning back to her regular tone "who has video of plenty of St. Jude and Constance student smoking in the courtyard in the morning. How you think that is going to play on the evening news. New York most elite private school student using drugs on school property. Oh, no I am not getting expelled. Maybe suspend or detention we will see." Her eyes threw daggers at me.
"My, my, maybe you are ready to play in the majors but you see you are a one-person team and I well I have just about everyone else," I reminded her with a smile masking the surprise rebuttal.
"Oh and Chuck is your MVP. I can still send that photo to GG," Jenny threatened.
I laughed. "Cross me once Jenny and you know the outcome. Cross me twice, I don't think you want to know what comes next," I said moving in closer to her.
"You working with him huh," she said stepping back as she gestured with a flick of her head making me turn to see Chuck standing only about twenty feet away from us.
"I don't need to work with anyone but even I must admit Chuck and I are unstoppable when we pull our resources," I said with a Chuck like smirk.
She rolled her eyes and with a small chuckle she turned away and slammed her locker. For some reason I knew it was not the last that I was going to see of her.
Walking up to Chuck as I twirled the hall pass. He was looking at me with a lustful gaze. Feeling the thrill of a good takedown run through me I smiled slowly.
"You really do glow post takedown," he said as he still leaned on the locker. I stood in front of him not touching but feeling the tension of the moment.
"There is nothing better," I said. He smiled and raised an eyebrow as if to question my statement.
"Well maybe there is something that is better," I admitted. He laughed. I slapped the hall pass in my hand as a nervous twitch ran throw me. The pass hitting my hand made a loud sound in the empty hallway making Chuck stand up straighter. I took notice of reaction.
"Wanna roleplay student teacher," I said jokey but Chuck admittedly began nodding up and down.
"Yes. Now?" his asked his voice hoarse. I surprised myself with how quickly I said yes. I laughed as he grabbed my hand and we took off to the school auditorium which was unused. Soon I let go of his hand and took off running trying to keep my laugh from bubbling over.
It was simple I told myself. Just keep having sex with her. No need for any type of conversation beyond that. No girlfriend and boyfriend business. I am not Nate. I will never be her prince charming. We had sex every day since Sunday and it was now Tuesday night and we seemed to be in no wish to stop.
I always knew she was wonderful but I am being to discover all the ways that she is. She is so eager to learn from me all the ways to please me. It was weird for me at first since I never had a partner who truly what I really liked. I always thought I knew my favorite positions and fetish but Blair is teaching me so many news things herself. I would have never thought Blair Waldorf would have went down at me in school but Monday she did surprising me. Then she ran back to class before I could even button my pants but I made sure I returned the favor after school. Ever since then I pick her up and we go to school together usually a bit late. Then I hang out at her place messing around until Eleanor's arrival.
She kissed all my bruises that have now turned yellow and fully explored my body. Blair is a perfectionist and she is determined to be the best lover it seems even though she is probably the best I had. Sure is not as flexible as an acrobat or have a model's long legs or the skills of a working girl but she is amazing just she actually cares about my long term pleasure. For so long I thought sex was the best part a quick fuck really. But Blair shown me the tease is so much fun too. Today she probably explored and kissed every part of my body for over an hour. I have never been so hard for so long but when she finally got on top of me and began riding me I never felt so satisfied. Then afterward she talks and talks. I try to listen but when she starts drawing on my skin with her finger I instead focus on the pleasure of having a naked beautiful creature lying next to me this time sober and wanting to talk to me to get to know me for me. the whole time I am biting my tongue holding back the four letters eight words that would change everything.
Truth is I should be working on the proposal I am supposed to pitch to my father on Friday but I can't be pulled away. Even now right after I dropped her off I wanted to go up and see her. I needed to get away she was clouding my mind.
I waked up to the brownstone ringing the doorbell a bit hesitant but I knew this was where I needed to be. After I was let in I made my way to his room ready to really have this talk.
"Nathanial," I greeted with less of my usual sass.
He looked up at me and blinked unsure of my presence. After our fight and arrest I crashed at his place but since then we both had not reached out. Letting me stay here after my fight with my father let me know that one day everything would be okay between us.
"Sit," he finally said pointing to the couch that I slept on the other night.
He walked up to his nightstand and grabbed a joint from the draw.
"Should I light it?" he asked and I nodded. He lit it up pulling in the weed letting it daze his mind for a moment before taking another pull and passing it to me. Sitting down on the couch on the other side he broke the silence with a "So."
"Are we good?" I asked bracing myself for his reaction.
He shrugged placing his elbows on his knees he took a deep breath. "She is a bitch Chuck so I hope you know what you did," he said with a bitter laugh. "But she is still the most caring person I know. I do still love her on some level. I think I always will. I know I was shitty to her but I still want the best for her. I know how important her virginity and that night was supposed to be for her and I know for you it probably just another prize. But she was mine. The one girl I had that you were never supposed to have. I was the first one to love her" he admitted but never looked at me.
"You are the one who sounds like she was a prize. She never was Nathaniel. With you she locked in this cage. She broke free of the cage and is soaring. I want to soar," I told him as I passed along the joint. The room was filling the smoke creating a lethargic atmosphere.
Nate looked up at me with confusion. "Is that a sex metaphor cause it's too fucking soon for that," he said angrily.
I rolled my eyes. "No. I mean her as a person. She is much more than that Ice Queen she pretends to be. She is so sexy and confident and sweet and innocent and free and ahhh," I said as I shook my hand trying to find the words.
Nathaniel paused and pulled the joint. He leaning back not speaking but a smile came to his face.
"In a twisted way it kind of makes sense. Here you are a womanizer never to be tamed and there she is the Upper East Side Princess who follows all the rules. It's kind of perfect that you fell in love with her," he said with a challenging glare.
My eyes widen and I thought for a moment if I should deny it. My jaw tense and I looked away. "You're going deny it?" he asked.
I shook my head no. "I am in… you know yea; I am" I said unable to say the word out loud yet as I shifted uncomfortable.
"You told her?"
"No."
"You gonna tell her?"
"Nope."
"You are an idiot."
"Said the idiot."
He laughed hard. "She is going to have you whipped," he said in his breaks from laughing.
"We aren't dating," I reminded him.
"Yet. You are a determined fucker. You get what you want," he said.
I shrugged. "I don't know if I can do the girlfriend thing," I admitted finally reaching the reason why I came here. I needed his advice.
"She only does the boyfriend thing," he said. I paused as I took a long pull and let the feeling of lightness wash over me.
"Well we are still hooking up and there had been no talk of it."
Nate was quiet for a long time and I knew he was thinking the same thing as me. Blair had not brought it up because she was not interested in becoming my girl friend. At the same time, I did not want her to bring it up. I was afraid of how it would change thing. How it would change me.
"She probably doesn't even think you would want her to bring it up," he finally said and I could tell his eyes were reddening and the high was kicking in.
"I don't," I said harshly with more anger than necessary. Opening my hand for Nate to pass the joint back. I needed my high back my anger stole.
"Bro, just man up and bring it up first," he said.
"I can't. I am so - fucked up… I can't. It would ruin her life," I said the words out loud and their darkness crashed into the visions I had of her in my arms. "Everything I touch I destroy," I said feeling the bitter taste in my mouth. I took another pull before it was gone.
"I think we gonna need another joint for this," Nate said as he got up and began ruffling around his dresser.
I closed my eyes and threw my head back. I thought about Blair and how she let me lightly smack her with the hall pass for being a bad student. I must have dozed off because I felt a tap on my shoulder. I opened my eyes and Nate was smiling holding a newly rapped joint. He gave it to me to light.
"Dude. I think you need to try. You can't be afraid. If you really like her then you need to go for it. I fucked up with Blair and as much as I think I will always have some feelings for her for so long for me my dream girl has been Serena. I made such a huge mess of that and she won't even talk to me. So I think you should talk to Blair. If you really love you are going to want more than just sex. Hell, I just want Serena to talk to me" he admitted to me.
"I'll think about it," I shrugged not wanting to reveal too much of myself but Nate seemed pleased with my answer. "So, Nathaniel what really happened with Serena?" I asked.
"We had sex a year ago. You saw us when he tried to hook up when she came back. Then I had basically revenge sex with her after the Kiss on the Lips Party before your father's brunch," he admitted.
I sat up straight and I stared in shook at him. I laughed. "No. You did not seriously fuck Serena and then propose to Blair on the same day. You are so fucked up," I laughed some more and he joined in. "Oh, my god. Was the van der Bilt ring in your pocket- the scandal," I said in between my laughing that I had to half attribute to good weed.
Finally, I was able to bring myself together. "Blair tried to sleep with me the day Serena and you told her the news," I confessed.
"Did you back then?" he said the tension in his shoulder clear as he wondering how long I was keeping my secrets.
"I wanted to but I realize why she was there. And I didn't want her to come to me only for that," I admitted in my dazed high.
"Dude, how long have you had feelings for her? Why didn't you say anything?" he asked.
"What was I supposed to say. Hey Nate I think Blair is awesome and I want her?" I said mockingly with a false cheer.
"Well you could have told me. But seriously for how long?" he asked.
I threw my head back on the couch closed my eyes again and took a deep breath. "You know what the problem with all these feelings are? You never really know when they begin because you are in the middle before you know it," I admitted.
"That is a cop out but whatever. So, when was that moment that you were hit with the feelings. For me and Serena it was January 9th of our freshman year when I saw her at school for the first time after our winter break," he admitted. "Your turn."
"Always," I said. I turn to look at him opening my eyes and I could see the guilt in his eyes play out. "You may have had her first kiss Nathaniel and she may have loved you first but let's be clear. I loved her first not you," I told him waiting to see if would challenge my words. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes letting the memories wash over me. I meant what I said it took me years to admit to myself my feelings but looking back now I would say I always loved her. It was not until a few weeks ago did I finally come to terms with this. 3
"It was hard to watch you to together. Then I found alcohol and women. For a while a long while it was enough. Watch her from afar and keep my distance. I forgot all about loving her and I always thought you were better for her. Then sophomore year happened and Serena left. And Blair she rose to take the throne. This fire came out in her. One I had not seen in years and just like that I was sucked back in. But I kept my distance because she was yours and in my mind you were the prince she always wanted. But that day she came to me for the revenge sex after you and Serena told her open a fire in me. Even still I will never be good for her. I should just leave her alone," I rambled pausing and stopping in the middle of my monologue. Weed always made me speak freely which was why I stuck to alcohol. But I knew it was okay to tell Nate. I knew he would keep my secret and I would keep his.
"Chuck. You have to tell her," he said again. I nodded and asked if he another joint.
So we lit up another and watched a movie. A comedy, Pineapple Express. We laughed and I fell asleep there. It was like old time but thing time all our secrets were out there for the first time.
(f)- I am picturing Blair wearing a ruffled L.A.M.B sequin ruffled cardigan that she wears in 1x5 to school with her uniform.
1 Same coffee and desert mention in the photo shoot chapter.
2 The school is actually technically not supposed to be co-ed but the show always had them sharing hallways and what not.
3 So the extended scene with Nate was not in my original draft for this chapter. Chuck never gets to have this conversation with Blair in the story and I wanted him to admit this out loud for his character to commit to it. I feel like like an accurate description of his feelings was lacking. I always said his feelings started before the first chapter. However, he does not really understand the depths of his love for Blair until he question why he feels the need to protect her after he finds Serena and Nate together at the wedding. Chuck also is looking for Nate to challenge him on his statement but Nate holds back seeing the vulnerability that Chuck is showing. Also this the moment that Chuck is basically telling Nate don't try to say you loved her first because a few lines before Nate claims that. Chuck is basically saying that is not a valid argument to why you get to have Blair thus he is warning Nate not to begin things with Blair again in his own way. As I said before just because the Chuck/Blair think it only means its their perception. As the creator of the Dangerous Affections universe I would say that Nate and Chuck both fell for Blair at the same time. Chuck was just too afraid to ask Blair to date him in middle school. I think the Blair that they love are very different. I think Nate fell for that perfect princess with manners, grace, and charm that Blair can be and Chuck fell for the dynamic, manipulative, independent go-getter that Blair can be. However, I do think Chuck's feelings do began to deepen past the feelings that Nate has.
I left off the chapter on Tuesday night and the Masked Ball is going to take place on Friday night for those of you wondering about the timeline. I would say the story ends on Saturday/Sunday. So I only have a few more days to write but they are packed with all the resolution to the stories.
I also think it is important to mention that there will be a few plot lines that may not seem completely over because I created this fic in my mind to replace the first six or seven episodes. The idea is the drama is going to continue on wards for many more seasons in our imaginations I suppose. It is a what if we had a Chiar story line from the beginning and how would a couple already in a relationship be able to handle the future that is thrown their way but they are allowed to have a much more stable background.