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I'm not pregnant of Chuck Bass (PG 13) - 3/?

Thu, 04 Mar 2010 17:14:20 GMT

Title: I'm not pregnant of Chuck Bass
Pairing: Chuck/Blair; Nate/Blair sometimes
Summary: Set from 1x13. Blair is pregnant with Chuck's baby, but he doesn't know anything about it. How will she deal with it?
Rating: PG-13 / T
Disclaimer: I don’t own Gossip Girl nor Chuck and Blair.

FF.net (Chapter 1) - www.fanfiction.net/s/5783459/1/Im _not_pregnant_of_Chuck_Bass
LJ - (Chapter 1) (Chapter 2)

The following day her mother Eleonor tried to calm herself with some herb tea prepared by Dorota. She hadn't accepted already the fact that her only daughter was pregnant.
She tried to speak to Blair twice but she couldn't find the right words to say.

Blair herself was a mess. She threw up again and more that Sunday that she really wanted the be dead. That sickness was unbearable, but like Serena told her on the phone when she called the night before, after she had just come from Nate's house, It's not that long. It will pass. I heard someone say it lasts for two-three months only. Yes, two or three months. It sounded like a life time for Blair.

That morning Gossip Girl mentioned her again. The post said someone spotted her with her mother in West Village while they were entering the Doctor's building the day before. There was a not so good pic of her where she seemed pouting and her mother going behind her.
Gossip Girl commented that maybe the two girls were going there for a check up. Maybe mama Waldorf wanted to make sure her daughter was still a virgin after the sickness she had at school. Or maybe... That was painful. Gossip Girl thought she could be pregnant for real or.
Eating disorder was in the list of possibilities too.

She rolled her eyes and shut her phone. It was Sunday and she didn't want to be bothered from that silly girl and her news, although that time she was telling the truth. She was pissed off and the fear enraged her again, making her sweat cold. Her life was already ruined, it didn't serve that Gossip Girl ruined her more. Still, this could be avoided.

“You will keep it” her mother said interrupting her bad reverie while she got into her room.
“What?” she asked in confusion.
“You heard me well, Blair. You will keep it.” She sounded categorical.

Blair understood, then. She stood up, narrowed her eyes and pursued her lips. She was thinking about that few minutes earlier. She wouldn't keep the baby. No matter if that meant homicide, it had to be killed. She didn't want it. “It will ruin my career!” She blurted out.

Eleonor took a hand on her forehead, ready to reply with a strong tone. “It's like killing a person, Blair! Don't you understand? You will keep it.”
“No, I won't. We can afford this, we can afford the cost of an abort. We can do that! I won't let this thing remain in my belly for more. I don't want it!”
“And you will keep it. You made a mistake, you will pay.” Eleonor said firmly.

Then Blair broke down. The only things she could thought to save her career at school and her relationship with Nate were not possible. She knew her mother was right, she thought she deserved it after all. This was the punishment God decided to give her because she slept with her boyfriend's best friend. She felt worst than ever, even stupid.

Eleonor stepped forward and hugged her daughter again like the day before. It was unnatural, that was true, but she couldn't help it. She caressed her hair like she was still five years old and whispered “We'll find a way, my child. Me and your father will help you for sure.”

At the word 'father' she sobbed more. Her father was the most important person of her life. She preferred him to her mother. Disappoint her father would have meant shame for her. She didn't want to, but she already did.

She moved away from her mother while Dorota gave her some Kleenex to clean the mess on her face. “Miss Blair, Miss Serena here want to see you” she added, as her mother quickly patted her shoulder and the blonde stepped into the room.

Serena glanced at Eleonor and said something before she left. “Take care of her, Serena.”
Serena smiled swiftly and nodded while Eleonor closed the door behind her. She felt sorry but she didn't know how to handle all this. Blair even thought she had cried the day before.

The blonde patted her shoulder and Blair threw herself on her. She needed comfort, a lot of. This was the very first time she broke down with pain after the revelation. She nearly cried even when she was watching the movie with Nate the day before, but he would have asked why and she didn't want to give him answers.

“What will I do, S? What? My life is disgusting!” She sobbed.
Serena stroked her hair and then her back slowly. “I will stand by you, I promise... I won't let you live this thing alone, B.”
“What can I do? Tell me! Now I'm almost one month, but then? My belly will grow and everybody would see this!” She said pushing away from her and pointing at her flat stomach. “My reputation will be destroyed” she continued “my friends will hate me and label me whore. I'm condemned, S! Everyone would mock me until the last day of school!”
“Those are not friends, B. I will be at your side until this will be over.”
Someone knocked on her door and Serena turned her head. “It's open.”

Blair's mother stepped in with a sad expression on her face. “Maybe it's not over” she murmured. “I'm sorry to interrupt, but I called your father, and...”
“You called him?” Blair asked, the shame already deep in her even if he was far away.
Eleonor nodded. “Yes, I've called him. And he came up with a beautiful idea, I must say.”

Blair seemed to find the light in the tunnel again. A little grin appeared on her features. She knew her father had always beautiful ideas. Even when she was a child he always found the way to entertain her with the strangest things. Her father was a genius.

“What's that?” she asked with anxiety.
“He thinks that if you go to France for a couple of months nobody will notice... Anything.”
“You mean going during all the period and then come back here?”
Eleonor nodded and she smiled. The idea was pretty good for her. “Yes. You can leave when all is prepared and your father will wait for you in his house with Roman.”
“And... With the school? I can't lose a year at school, mom.”

“Harold said he'll find someone who will help you keep up with your lessons. And Serena maybe would tell you what she did at Constance so when you'll come back you won't have loads of thing to recover.” She smiled. “And you could go out in peace because nobody will know who you are. Then you would come back here and attend the last year at Constance. I will talk with the headmistress Kweller and explain... What I can.”

“Oh my God, that's amazing!” Serena almost squealed and took Blair's hands in hers.

Blair thought about that for a second. It was the perfect plan, just for one thing. She didn't want the baby. She loved the fact that she would have gone to France, but the matter was wrong. What would have been of her and Nate? Their relationship was already made of such big lies, the distance would have only made the things to handle more difficult.
“I think... It's perfect.” She said with decision, and this time she could feel it. Almost. She would have thought about the things to do with Nate later.

“And everything will be over at Thanksgiving, so you can come to my house to have the usual lunch” Serena added with joy.

Seemed like the whole room lightened up with the smart idea of Eleonor. Now everyone was happy, or quite happy to have faith into the future.

Maybe Blair would have skipped some months at school and people would ask why she left and reach the wrong or the right conclusions, but the best was that her reputation was safe.
She could still try to get into Yale and hate Chuck Bass when she would come back, and then deal with Nate. Yeah, Nate. She decided there was only one thing she had to do with him.

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He was struggling against the will of running after her and ask directly what was wrong. He saw it in her eyes that something bothered her too much to not notice that a strand of her hair was unusually messed up like she put that headband without caring much, just like it was a non-sense object or something. He felt she was in trouble because she acted different from how she behaved before the holidays. She used to smile more and tease him more and more like all the people who she didn't like, but now that light was suddenly gone. He knew her, he knew maybe this was all a big mask she wore everyday just to go on and fake, like him.

He knew she wouldn't tell him the truth about that sad look and the throw up every two hours at school. He couldn't do anything if she hated him so much for no reason.

He was the one who took her virtue, after all. He did anything wrong because she actually let him do it, and plus, he even asked her if she was sure, a thing which he didn't care with random girls. He really cared about how she felt, even underneath.

His goal was now to hope that she and Nate will break up. Yes, he knew it sounded lame but he wanted this too much like he wanted to have her for another night without thinking about the fact that she had a boyfriend and her boyfriend happened to be his best friend.

Chuck Bass thought about the scene he saw days before when he saw her rush to the ladies room again. He was casually in the same hallway and heard her little voice expel the food with anger, like it was the horrible thing in the world and she needed to get rid of it.

He didn't let her see him this time, he kept himself silent paces away from her as he saw her going to the courtyard with a happy expression. This sounded weird for him because five minutes before she was looking sad.

He decided to follow her to see what brought that sudden happiness in her life and he found her with Nate. He could hear their voices from the place where he was hidden.
They seemed to be having a row about something. He enjoyed every time they quarrel.

“Why, Blair? Just tell me why! I thought everything was going fine, we had fun the other day, have you already forget? What's wrong?” Nate said with an angry tone.
“I told you. The SATs are near, the school will end soon and I have no time to be with you.”
“That's not enough reason for me” he answered coldly.
“Nate, please” she looked tired then “That's the truth. I'm not lying to you, sweetie. I need... Some time to study and make up my mind, that's all.”

Nate swallowed and looked up, then shrugged his shoulders and nodded. “Okay. I'm sorry for being rude... I know you want to get into Yale and you wanna pass the test with the higher grade... Is just... Feels strange to break up.” He replied with disarm.
“Is not the first time, you'll understand.”

Nate nodded again like a little child. He didn't look like he was suffering from the separation. He was more like trying to figure out what the matter of the break up was. “I want to know one thing.” He said with anxiety.

Blair shrugged but kept a little hint of a smile on her face. “Ask.”
“Besides all the SATs stuff and other things... You wanted to break up because we...” he trailed off and his tone lowered a bit.

She knew what he meant. She lowered her head and shook it slowly. “That's not the point. We... Maybe are not meant to be together now. Maybe after all this will be over...”

Chuck thought it was a lie. He sure didn't know exactly what they were talking about, but he guessed it was about sex. Nate confessed weeks before that he couldn't make it to Blair's secret place at the ball and he felt bad because he knew she was eager to do it with him even if she didn't show much. Nate didn't know anything at all, that's why he asked such questions.
He wasn't like him. He knew that she was trying to deceive him. The true reason wasn't that.

Nate then sighed and greeted her before going inside again. She was now almost alone in the courtyard and he could run to her and provoke her that he was pleased by the scene just saw from behind the door frame but she would have got mad on him and he would have screwed up again and lose every single chance to show her he wasn't that bad.

He so decided to get inside and make some calls before going back to his class. The minute he stepped in he noticed her paces away in the same hallway and a smiled appeared on his face.
He was kind of happy. Not only because is little desire had been satisfied. The vision of her tiny ass moving from left to right when she walked excited him. He began to chuckle silently to not let her hear him until she disappeared into a class.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Just one hour after Chuck saw Blair for the last time the rumor of the BN break up was already on the mouth of everyone. Of course Gossip Girl had sent the blast of the sad news.

She wrote that she didn't know what the real reasons were, but the historical Waldorf-Archibald drama was over for good. She said that some witness saw Nate after the thing happened and he confessed it to a male friend. This guy thought that maybe there was another guy in Blair's life, or maybe she had simply enough of him after all this years.

Chuck tried to understand why she broke up with him too, and the only conclusion he reached was that maybe all the healthy problems she had were connected to this. She wanted to be alone with her troubles, maybe that was the saddest truth.

He was in the courtyard before the next lesson would have begun when he heard someone talk about Blair. “I heard she wants to move on abroad” a little girl said. “My sister told me that she said this to Serena few minutes ago in the bathroom...”
“Did she say that? Really? There's something going on in my opinion...”
“Something like what?”

The little girl looked around and whispered something with a low voice so Chuck couldn't hear their suspects, even if he maybe already knew what they were.

Chuck sighed and then got inside again, where other girls were talking about Blair. He tried to ignore them and gone ahead. He still had two hours of classes to attend.
He reached the left-wing of the school and there she saw her again.

“Thank you, Mrs Kweller.” She said with a smile.
“Mrs Waldorf, I'm glad your father recommended you to go there. Hope you'll come back in September to finish the school here at Constance.”
“Yes, of course I'll be back. Is just a French degree course for a couple of months. I'll take my SATs exams there. I'll send you the results after.”

The headmistress shook hands with her and she got back into her office again, while Blair walked away.

Chuck thought about it for a second. She said France. French degree study for a couple of months. She was happy because maybe she was leaving for the place of her dreams, where her father lived. He then decided in all in a hurry. He had to go now or never before his attempts would never be possible. He had to stop her.

He run in the opposite direction to reach the exit before she could, but he failed.

When he reached the exit he saw her going to a black car. Dorota was near there with a big bag in her hands. It really looked like those luggage you can carry with you in the plane... He took his phone and called his limo.

His car arrived one minute after the black car where Blair was took off. He only saw the car gone left and then turn right the traffic lights near the school. It wasn't a big help for his driver but it was at least a path to follow.

He was lucky there was a traffic jam.

He lowered his window and looked outside to search for the black car. He didn't know how he found it, but it wasn't so far from his limo and it was blocked into the traffic as well.
He thought that going out and reach the car was lame and stupid for a guy like him, so he remained there waiting for the traffic lights to change.

He wasn't that interested after all, he just wanted her to stay here and don't left, or maybe that's what he thought in the limo that time.

The anxiety of the sudden run when the traffic lights became green made him jolt.

He ordered his driver to hurry up and follow that damn black car if he didn't want to be fired. It sounded more like an action movie, a run against the destiny.

Chuck was lucky his driver was so good at driving. He followed the car and quickly went behind it with no difficulty when the traffic jam was less in other side of the city.

They reached JFK Airport as Chuck thought.

He waited until Blair and Dorota got out of the car and get into the building and then he got out of his black limo too. He didn't want to hurry now. He wanted to watch her moves carefully and then act later when he knew it was time to act.

Blair did the Check-in for the New York – Paris flight of the six o' clock.

Chuck walked slowly behind Blair and Dorota after that and heard them talking. Dorota was pretty sad that her 'Miss Blair' was leaving, but she couldn't do anything.

When they arrived near the metal detector Dorota had to go. Chuck hid until the maid cried and then walked away. She kept turning back every once in a while until she reached the exit and was out of sight. He knew she wasn't happy.

Blair snorted and walked to the metal detectors after. Chuck walked to her then, took her arm making her jolt with fear. She was afraid it was some random airport maniac.

Her mouth feel open when he faced him. His features were relaxed. He was totally calm in that moment only because he got to stop her at least to talk with her. He loosened his tight and swallowed lightly. The words almost run out his mouth he couldn't help.

“Chuck” she murmured “What are you doing here? I have no time for your rubbish talk.”
“Where are you going?” he asked her directly. He noticed that at least her face wasn't pale anymore even if she kept throwing up.

She cleared her voice. “I could ask you, what are you even doing here?”
“I asked you first.” He clarified.
She rolled her eyes with annoyance and sighed. “I'm leaving.”
“Why?”
“Why do you want to know? I told you I don't wanna be bothered anymore, Bass.”

He didn't know why, but he wanted to know. His curiosity as well as his will to make her stay there was enough to ask. “You are sick, aren't you? That's why you're leaving.”

She became suddenly sad when he asked her the question. She would never ever tell him what the real reason was, so she opted for a lie again. She could do it. “I have a French degree course to attend, Chuck. I've waited for this for about two years and now I got accepted.”

He looked down, almost defenseless. He thought she was telling the truth, though.
“Will you come back?”

Blair chuckled at the question. Why did he care so much? “I don't know why you want to know but, yes... I'll be back in September. Now, if you want to...”

She trailed off. Chuck topped her mouth with his in a sudden movement he didn't even expect to do. It was just casual, unexpected. He wanted to do this from a month or more. He felt he wanted her so much, even if he couldn't admit to himself out loud.

She pushed him away after good ten seconds. She was angry for the gesture, he thought.
She shook her head slowly like she was startled. She sure didn't expect this. She sure didn't expect this from the person that make everyday such a big match for her. The reason why she had to pretend to go to a French school to attend some nonexistent courses.

“I think I have to go.” She stated with a severe tone. She was still upset. “I'll see you... I'll see you in September, Chuck.” She said without even a small grin on her pretty face.

She just walked away to the metal detector to do the usual procedure before going to the other wing of the airport where visitors were not admitted.

Chuck remained there and watched her until she disappeared into the crowd.
She never looked back to see him. He felt really awkward in that moment. He didn't answer her. He didn't tell her he didn't want her to leave. He couldn't do anything. He was weak, that's all. He couldn't make it because he couldn't admit that time that he cared about her. A lot.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

He didn't know why he waited until her flight left.
Maybe he felt like he could do some last-minute action like call her and tell her what he didn't dare to tell before she gone away, or maybe she would have coming back without asking.

He sighed when he watched her flight up in the sky. He felt it was over, but not at all.
He knew there was even a little possibility that in the future... He shook his head trying not to think about that thing that flashed in his mind.

She would have come back, this was the important thing. Maybe she was only a whim for him,
maybe with the months the attraction he felt would have vanished with the seasons.

It was all maybe despite one thing. He knew he wouldn't forgot her so easily. He already missed her he couldn't help it and couldn't figure it out why.

He left the JFK when it was late evening. The only thing that could comfort him in that moment of loneliness was just his best friend for the unhappy moments. So he headed to the Victrola and had a drink; more than one, hoping to believe that things would have been better.
She would have been fine and him as well. He shouldn't worry this much like he was doing.

I'm not pregnant of Chuck Bass (PG 13) - 2/?

Tue, 02 Mar 2010 19:01:48 GMT

Title: I'm not pregnant of Chuck Bass
Pairing: Chuck/Blair; Nate/Blair sometimes
Summary: Set from 1x13. Blair is pregnant with Chuck's baby, but he doesn't know anything about it. How will she deal with it?
Rating: PG-13 / T
Disclaimer: I don’t own Gossip Girl nor Chuck and Blair.

FF.net (Chapter 1) - www.fanfiction.net/s/5783459/1/Im _not_pregnant_of_Chuck_Bass
LJ (Chapter 1) - gothicyuna.livejournal.com/14850.html

Three days passed from that day of the revelation. Blair seemed to feel better hours after the last test so Serena decided to return to her home. She said she could call if she needed help, but Blair never called her.

She knew the test was probably wrong, many test could not be exact. There was a slight possibility that she was not pregnant, but her period didn't feel to come so the possibility faded a bit almost everyday from then.

“So, did you go to the doctor?” Serena asked before the bell rang.

Blair rolled her eyes as every time her best friend asked that in the last days and answered. “No, Serena. They were wrong. Nothing is happening.”

She tried to lie to her self because she didn't accept the idea that was the truth. Her body was changing and her stomach didn't feel flat like months before. She even felt the will to throw up, not for the bulimia, her past sickness, but for morning sickness. She was sick to think about it again and again, so she just tried to distract her self with study.

“You have to go there. You need to. At least to see if...”
Blair trailed her off. “Again. I'm fine. I don't need doctors to ruin my precious future.” She said, her forehead wrinkled with rage and her tone filled with harsh.
“Do you want to abort?” Serena asked lowering her voice.
“Of course I do. If this thing does exist, I will stop his existence for good.”

She sounded really cynical when she heard her own words popping out her mouth.
She didn't hate children, instead she loved them. At least the ones who kept their mouth shut and behave good. She only thought that this wasn't her time to let one born, she was still seventeen after all, she needed to finish school and go to the University and get her degree. In the end, she would have married Nate and then they would have had children. Not now.
She would have not let a child that Chuck Bass helped to create to the world.

Serena tapped her forehead and narrowed her eyes. “It's just too early to think about that. Go to the doctor, then you'll decide. Do it for me.” She pleaded.

Blair sighed and looked straight in front of her. She didn't know what to say then, she really wanted this baby to die if he or she was in her flat belly, even if this meant homicide. It was a live baby after all. A baby she could have loved and cared about, only if he would have come ten years later.

The bell saved her. She excused her self to be late for the English lesson and rushed away from the little courtyard. She didn't want to lie again to her best friend.

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“Shakespeare was born in Stratford-upon-Avon in...” It was that very sentence that made her feel really sick. It wasn't for what the teacher said, she didn't know the real matter until she asked to go to the ladies room because she felt the instinct to throw up.

She was sure every people in the class noticed her pale skin going more white like she was going to die, and her teacher too. He said she could go out of the class if she needed to.
The look on her face was painful, that's why.

She rushed to the ladies room but it was closed. There was a woman who was cleaning them, so she had to head in the opposite direction to the bathrooms of the left wing of the school.
She surely would have not gone in the boys room to do what she needed to.
She reached it in few minutes and opened the door quickly and got inside before the two guys that were walking in the hallway could see her.

As if it was kind of ordinary habit for her, she got down on her knees near the toilet and her rite began.

She was disgusted by what she threw like always, but she couldn't admit this satisfied her.
Although this time she didn't feel like this was caused by her disorder. This was deep and she knew it would have been long until it had stopped. No doctor could help her now.

She cleaned her mouth with a Kleenex and looked at the tiny mirror that was there to check if she was alright, even if she knew she wasn't. She had to try her best to pretend that all was right. The people in her school already envied her for her perfect figure, she couldn't ruin her image like that.

She looked acceptable, or that was what she tried to say to her self. She smiled at the mirror trying to find the words in her head to say to whom would have asked what she had and opened the door to go out and back in her English class.

She jerked when she find someone near the door frame. He leaned against the wall near the door, watching her with a neutral look even if she saw something more than that in him.

“You look sick.” He said, his flawless features began to relax. “I think you should go home.”

She thought he was actually concerned for her. It wasn't the first time, though, but it was weird heard it from Chuck Bass, the guy who didn't even a damn about how another person felt. She thought he only cared about himself and sometimes his best friend Nate.

“I'm fine as always.” She said with a fake smile. Of course he had to believe there was nothing wrong with her. She didn't want Chuck to care about her and her sickness. She really wanted Chuck to disappear in that very moment to have the time to put on some powder and made her cheek look more pink. Too bed she forgot her bag in the class.

“No, you are not. I can see it in your eyes.” This time she really feel he was concerned. His forehead was wrinkled and his jaw hardened again. His hand reached for her chin and she let him touch her for just a second before removing his hand with no strength. “And I saw girls talking about how you looked pale. They thought you were going to vomit on them.” He added.

She thought that he would have laughed after that affirmation, but he never did. He was still serious and really meant what he told her. He wanted to know if she was okay.

“I didn't throw up, if is this you want to know” she clarified with a lie, her fist clenched.

Chuck sighed and rolled his eyes quickly. “Things like this need doctors.” He completely avoided her statement.

She curled her lips and clenched her fist more. Not that she wanted to punch him in the face, but she was nervous to hear such things from such person. “It's called indigestion.”

“For a white yogurt?”
“Stop tell me what I have to do, you stalker.”
He shook his head and shrugged, looking down for a second. She hoped she hurt him with her words, but she knew he wasn't so touchy. The fact that she had called him stalker would have only made him look for her more, even when he wasn't there for causality.
“You better clean your skirt first” he murmured as he walked away in no time from her.

She looked down to see a little white stain on her uniform skirt. Nobody was in the hallway so she decided to hurry and clean it before the bell rang.

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Hours later she got back home. She passed all the hours faking smiles with her minions while Serena kept telling she had to go home and get some rest, the sickness will pass. She was exhausted of course, she really wanted to go home earlier but that meant the victory of Chuck Bass, and she didn't want that, so she kind of suffered the whole time and she wanted to throw up again before the last bell rang. When it was finally time to go home, she sighed in relief. She got out quickly, she had her car outside that waited for her to take her home, but something in the courtyard wasn't like before.

Almost everyone seemed to look at her, and she thought for a second that was because maybe there were some stains left from the last session in the ladies room, but her skirt was clean and her bag and coat too. So she picked up her phone from her Marc Jacobs bag and read the last text she didn't hear coming. It talked about her, of course. That's why everybody eyed her while she was leaving the building. Gossip Girl had no pics of her throwing into the bathroom but she had some witnesses.

I was in the bathroom at the sixth hour when I heard her. I tried not to let her see I was spying her from my toilet and I saw how devastated she was. She was really sick, her face was white! She used powder to cover it. And that was one. There were other two, but she didn't want to read them so she closed her phone into the bag again and got in the car.

She got back home ten minutes later, and Dorota was there waiting for her. “What's wrong, Dorota? Something happened?” She asked.

“Miss Eleonor angry. She want talk with you, Miss Blair.” She said with anxiety.

Blair felt the blood went directly in her head while her maid spoke. Her heart began humming in her chest as the sudden hint of fear she was now feeling. “Where is she?”

“I'm right here.” Blair raised her head and her mother was on the stairs. She went down quickly and dismissed their maid. Dorota went to the kitchen and leave them alone.
She noticed a little white bag in her hand and that's when her fear grew more.

“Dorota was cleaning up your bathroom this morning and she found this.” She raised the little bag. “Have something to say about?”

Blair tried to stay calm and not shake. She could do it. She could fake this time like today with Chuck. She surely can. “They are Serena's...”

Eleonor sighed and a little smile – not a happy one – appeared on her face.
“I called Lily late today when I found this and she said Serena is fine. She had her period this month... Unlike you.” The tone was really dour.
Blair couldn't bear this accusation even if it was the truth.

“Came one, you really have nothing to say, Blair? This is evidence.” She raised the bag again.
“They are not mine.” She lied again, trying to deceive her own mother.
“Blair Cornelia Waldorf” she said with anger “are you pregnant?”

Her stomach turned inside out like the tenth time that die and she instinctively put her hand on her flat belly. She sighed. Lie. Remember to lie. “I'm not.”

When her minions tell something to Blair and she knew it wasn't the truth she tortured them with questions until they told her the truth. She didn't let anyone lie to her. Lies were the worst thing in the world for her. She could lie, the others not.
Eleonor was like her daughter. She was bossy at work and pretended to get the best from her staff. She didn't like people who lied or say something behind her back. She didn't like when her daughter lied either, above all.

“Then why this” she lifted the white bag “was in your bathroom? I don't think it's Dorota's. She didn't even has a boyfriend. So tell me the truth and stop it.”

Blair swallowed lightly and her mouth almost fell open in grasp for air. In that moment she felt like someone was strangled her and she was suffocating. She felt the stomach turned upside down and she could not help but put a hand on her mouth and rush into the bathroom.

After ten minutes she got back into the hall. She hoped her mother was gone away to attend her daily routines, but she was still there sat on the couch. She stood up when she eyed her daughter and stated what Blair feared the most. “We're going to the doctor. Now.”

Blair slightly closed her eyes and without adding a word took her coat and went with her mom while the pain grew minute after minute.

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The Doctor accepted to visit Blair even if the visits were over. Her mother told her this was because she knew well this man, he did this only because his wife loved her designs.
Blair didn't give a damn about that, she just nodded when her mother told her something.

It was strange for her that Eleonor was that calm. She looked like she wasn't scared at all of the result of the analysis and the visit, or maybe she was only trying to hide the pain.
Blair thought that maybe her mother expected that one day she would have to deal with that, even if she considered herself the perfect daughter.

“You can come in, Mrs Waldorf” said the petite blonde nurse.
“I hope you will tell the truth to the Doc.” Eleonor said. Blair didn't answer. Instead she stepped forward and got into the Doctor's room. Now or never.

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She didn't speak again with her mother until she forced her to go to take the result of the analysis the next day. It was a Saturday, the laboratories were supposed to be closed but when you have money you can keep them open for you whenever you want.

She didn't eat anything, hoping that the sickness would disappear but it didn't. She threw up about two times before her mother asked Dorota to call her because the car was waiting near the building and they had to go to take the damned result of the analysis.

It wasn't that long until they took it and got back home again. Her mother held it firmly in her hands and didn't give it to Blair neither for a second. She knew she didn't trust her, but this much? The thought of it made her more sick and angry, until her mother dismissed all the people who were in their house and gave the results to her. “I want you to read yourself.”

Blair nodded in agreement and took the long white envelope from her mother's hands.
Her hands were shaking and she felt that before or then some tears would fall from her eyes, for a sudden joy or for grief. It was inevitable, she couldn't run away from it.

She opened the envelope carefully and took a deep breath before reading what was written inside. The thick sheet of paper burnt under her hands like it was really made with fire and it made her almost jolt. Her heart was beating loudly in her chest and she couldn't stop it.
When she reversed the sheet to read it almost skipped a beat. She stiffened and tried to not break down in front of her mother.

“What... What is says?” Her mother asked with a choppy tone. She was scared too.

“I'm... It's positive.” Blair said with in low sigh before she break down and little tears began to damp the sheet of paper. Her mother took it from her hands and like she never did before hugged her only daughter until she calmed down.

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That night Blair didn't feel to go out with Nate. He had called her several times in the afternoon but she never answered. She texted him only to let him know she was tired and needed some rest, and he replied to her that he was fine with that, they could go out together another day.
The truth was another, of course, but she wouldn't have said anything to him.

She changed her mind soon. She decided to go out alone and went to Bendel's and Saks to buy some clothes. Shopping really helped her when she was down, and now it was the moment to spend money because she was buried like six feet underground New York.

She couldn't believe she was really pregnant of Chuck. She could not bear the fact that she wasn't graduated yet and she will have to deal with a baby only at seventeen years old.

She hated the fetus so much she could not explain it in measures because it was made from her and Chuck, and Chuck was a nasty piece of work and screw up all every time. He wasn't born to be the father and she realized he would never ever be her fetus dad not even in the future. She had to raise that child all alone and without the support she needed, and that thought cut right deep in her veins and hurt her like a knife.

She could almost sense the blood flooding her blouse when she thought about it, but she kept repeating herself she was in the street with some other people and she had to pretend all was good and she was fine. She could not bear to break down there.

Her phone rang again that night. She stopped to take it from her bag and when she saw the name on the display she really wanted to shut it for good. It was Nate, though.

“Nate, hi” she said coldly. She didn't really want to talk with him or anybody.
“You finally answered.”
She surely didn't want to tell him what the real truth was. “I'm sorry, sweetie. I had stuff to do and I was really tired. Forgive me?”

He chuckled lightly from the other side of the phone. “Sure. Besides, I read your text.” There was a little pause when she didn't know what to say to him. She wasn't in the mood to talk.

A klaxon honked in the background and Blair couldn't cover his sound for Nate. “Are you in the street? Do you wanna come to my house?” he asked as a consequence of it as she feared.

She wanted to answer 'no, thank you I'm tired' but that maybe would have been worst for her. She sighed and already walked to reach his house. “I'm coming just now.”

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She reached Nate's house in about five minutes and the housemaid opened the door for her saying that Nate was upstairs and he would have come as soon as possible.

She looked around and smiled at the finest furniture of the house. Everything was made of dark wood, in a classic style she liked for the house of her dreams. The house she dreamed to live in with Nate in the future, with baby boys and girls running in the living room.

She was forgetting about the fact that she was pregnant so easily, that thoughts made her shiver with suffering while she waited for Nate to come to greet her. When she was watching an old painting on the wall she heard Nate's voice and she turned.
She jolted when she saw him, she would have said no to Nate's invitation to come there if she knew her worst nightmare was there with her boyfriend.

Chuck Bass looked so normal and even nice to her when he spoke with Nate. She remembered him being so likeable only the few times they had sex. When he was in public he loved to provoke her with his witty lines, and she always counted that as teasing, which she found annoying.
“Look, I don't think is safe to do it this way... You should try...” he said with confidence, then he noticed her. He smirked at her like he always did, and that annoyed her.

“Evening, Waldorf” he said with a sensual tone.

She ignored him and she threw herself on her boyfriend with a fake smile. “Blair, I'm glad you came soon. I really hoped to see you tonight.”

“It was a last minute decision, you know. I was tired.”
“Yes, I heard. Are you okay now?”

Blair smiled widely so that Chuck could see her. “Never been more good.” Lie. Lie. Lie. That's what she thought in that moment. She could do it.

“I'm happy. I have to go to do a thing in the kitchen. Wait for me with Chuck, okay?”

Blair nodded swiftly at him and he disappeared quickly into the left door, leaving her with Chuck. Why she was even there to start with? She shouldn't have come.

She decided to ignore him because his presence there only made her piss off more, but he wasn't of the same advice as always. He leaned forward to cut the distances between them.
She crossed her arms on her chest while he watched her with a crooked smile. She thought he was going to say something rude or worst, seeing the smile on his face.
Instead, he relaxed his features and the perfect smile became a severe look, almost sad.

“Your face is still pale and your make up a bit ruined.” He observed.

Blair didn't want to turn and look at her reflection in the mirror that was behind her but she could not help it. Maybe Chuck was wrong, maybe only wanted to tease her, but this time he said the truth. Her mascara was ruined under her right eye. She cried before arriving there and she cursed herself to forget her little mirror at home. She instantly tried to adjust it with her index finger and she succeeded, then she turned again. His expression was still harsher.

She tried to ignore him again, but he was unstoppable. “It won't last if you don't look at details... Nate is maybe too naïve to believe your little white lies.”

She narrowed her eyes and curled her lips. “It's not a lie, you envy that I have actually a lovable boyfriend! Don't try to trick me. It doesn't work anymore.”

Chuck seemed pleased by the answer. In his mind this back-talks were a demonstration of her actually even little interest for him, but she would never admit it. She scowled at him and turned her head to face Nate that was coming back from the kitchen. She sighed under her breath and waited until the boy reached her.

“Okay, I'm done.” He looked at her with at smile and then at Chuck. His face was concerned again. “There's something do you want to do tonight?”

Blair pretended to think about it. She didn't want to do anything, that was the truth. She didn't even want to be there, to be honest. “Why don't we stay here?” She suggested.

She didn't want him to take her to a restaurant where the 'acting' process would have been more difficult than ever. She knew that if she would have eaten something she would have gone directly to the bathroom and throw all up, and Nate would have called she a liar for not telling she was still sick from the day before.

Another grin appeared on Nate's beautiful face. He stroked her cheek gently and she almost closed her eyes to make him feel she was enjoying the tender gesture. “What do you want, Blair. We could watch one of your favorite movies if you like.”

“It sounds perfect to me” she said grinning in response as she pretended it to be perfect.

She turned towards Chuck. He was not so distant from them, but that little PDA in that moment made him feel like he was in the wrong place at the wrong time, what she wanted him to feel. He had to feel like that kind of love she felt for Nate she will never feel for him.
He had lost her that night at the ball, and the fact that in her belly was a son or a daughter he helped to create made the thought of it stronger with the hate she felt for him. He had to suffer, she would never ever slept again with him. But the sad look she saw in his eyes that night was painful, even for her. He was already suffering.

Nate shifted to Chuck and Blair noticed he changed his expression quickly. The harsh stare he had become a slight grin of his. “So, I think I'm gonna go” he declared to the couple. “It's late.” He turned and headed to the door, his steps were really slow like he was waiting for someone to stop him and telling him to stay, but it didn't happen. He would have enjoyed, though. He disappeared through the door and the couple remained alone.

Nate took her hand and lead her to the living room where the big HD TV was located.
“I see him too sad lately.” He murmured after a long silence while she was choosing the DVD to watch from the collection. She turned her head to face him.

“Who?” She asked, but she already knew the answer.
Nate shook his head and shrugged. “Chuck. He looks like he's unhappy.”

She took 'Breakfast at Tiffanie's' DVD from the big shelf and went to put it into the DVD player. It passed one good minute before she answered her boyfriend. “Sweetie, don't be so worried for him. I think some random chick didn't let him go under her skirt and that's why he's complaining. It's not worth to care about such things, to care about Chuck, most of all.” With that last sentence she was talking about herself.

“Yeah, maybe you are right. It's just... Is like the look when you lose someone or feel sorry for someone. Is strange to see that kind of look in him...”

Blair sighed at the smartest thought Nate had in two days. She knew he was straight right, she had seen that look herself. But she didn't want to admit out loud to the world. It was clearly more hard to even admit she was pregnant with his baby.

“Let's forget about him. We have a movie to watch now.” She caressed his cheek and he could just smile and nod while she pressed 'play' on the remote control and tried to forget again for the one-hundredth time that day that that was just a nightmare.

I'm not pregnant of Chuck Bass (PG 13) - 1/?

Sun, 28 Feb 2010 21:42:40 GMT

Title: I'm not pregnant of Chuck Bass
Pairing: Chuck/Blair; Nate/Blair sometimes
Summary: Set from 1x13. Blair is pregnant with Chuck's baby, but he doesn't know anything about it. How will she deal with it?
Rating: PG-13 / T
Disclaimer: I don’t own Gossip Girl nor Chuck and Blair.

FF.net - http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5783459/1/Im_not_pregnant_of_Chuck_Bass

“Are you sure?”
Two of the easiest words in the whole world.
They echoed in the inside of his limo that damned night of few weeks earlier.

She didn't answer, instead she approached him and leaned a kiss on his lips. She kissed him hardly and lost her virginity to him, didn't know why she did that.

Chuck Bass, the fellow womanizer of the Upper East Side, her boyfriend's best friend, the guy that she loathed the most for his not so reasonable behavior and way to deal with women.
That was her damned misfortune, the thing that would have ruined his dream fairytale with her prince charming Nate Archibald. The misfortune for her to were so drunk that night at his club so much that she even got to think that he actually tricked on her to have sex.

Now she was avoiding him. After the last time they had sex, hours before the débutante ball earlier that December, and after she found out he pushed Nate to punch Carter Baizen in the face to be kicked out of the party, she decided she won't ever have sex with him again.

That's because she was more angry at him.
She was really in a bad trouble he could even imagine.

Closed in her cold bathroom, one winter morning, she was afraid to count how many days her period was late. December 18… to December 26. Eight days, she muttered under her breath.
Eight days, she repeated. Her edginess grew more every time she went to the bathroom to check if something was changed, as every symptom she had could be an alarm of her period coming, but they were all fake symptoms.

After Christmas holidays were over and she had to come back to school all the things remained the same. She was even more touchy every time she heard about blood.

She tried to think that it was just a normal late like could happen to every woman she know, and thought that her remedy could be getting back again with her boyfriend Nate, with whom she had broken up the very night she was possessed by Chuck Bass.

The less I see Chuck, the less I'd want him, she thought one morning before going to school.
Could even be a little bitch or a little bastard inside of my belly, I don't have to think about him. Even if I enjoyed had sex with him. She let the thought invading her mind as she entered the school smiling at everyone she saw in the courtyard.

When she saw a couple kissing near the steps Chuck popped in her mind again.
Oh, please! Stop thinking about that loser! That is you past. You're not pregnant!

She thought she was paranoid. She thought about Chuck Bass more than when he gave her advices of how let Serena down or offered his suite to try to have sex with Nate, that was another issue. Her boyfriend tried to have sex with her but he failed. She wanted to do it after she found out the thing at Débutante's Ball, but as an evidence Nate was not that experienced like she thought. In addiction, he fell asleep after a while. Sex didn't suit him.

But at least if she had sex with Nate and she was really pregnant she could have faked that the son or daughter was his. But she knew this wasn't possible.

If she was really preggers, she would have hated Chuck Bass more for ruining her life.
I hate Chuck Bass already. I order my self not to be pregnant! She thought again.
Also, she thought that her period was late because of the SATs. Everyone was stressed.

Their teachers were stressing them to death to make them prepare better for those exams, and Blair Waldorf was for sure one of the most stressed of all. She felt the pressure coming everyday as she struggled to do her best to get the higher results and as a consequence, get into Yale as she had always dreamed since kindergarten.

Yes, for sure it's late because of the SATs training, she repeated in her mind as she found Nate in the little courtyard inside the school. “Nate!” she shouted.

She kissed him on the lips vehemently. She thought that Nate was really the guy that was made for her, not like that Chuck Bass. She cursed herself again.

Stop. Thinking. About. Him. You love Nate, dammit. Always have, always will.

“Blair, you look gorgeous this morning” he greeted her.
“I know.” She smiled at him while playing with the hair on his nape.

Maybe I'm pregnant, Nate. That's what she had to say to him. And the baby is not yours. At all. We never had an encounter and you think I'm a virgin... But she know she couldn't say those words. She had to pretend and keep silent. She wasn't pregnant.
He would have left her and this is not what she planned.
She had to marry Nathaniel Archibald, baby or not. They had to have babies with blue eyes and curled brown hair. A mix of both of them.

She had her hands on his shoulders and she was looking at him with amused eyes.
“That's true” he chuckled “But I see other in you today. Maybe new hair?”
He always fail at seeing news. “It's just your imagination, Nate!” She faked a smile.
“Maybe it is.” He laughed again with enjoyment.

She kissed him again. While she met his lips she thought that Nate wasn't that smart after all. They always talk about the day, her hair, the movies she wanted to watch with him... But never about thinks they do at school or at least a small bright thought. Never.
Maybe that was because he was the prince charming? Princes do not have to be smart necessarily. That wasn't comforting her at all.

She stepped from him and she barely turned her head left.
He was staring at them from behind a wall. He looked sad. Really sad.

She could not bear holding gaze with him. She didn't want to think that Chuck Bass - the cold stone guy that only thought about pleasure, was really looking unhappy like he suffered every time he saw her with her beloved boyfriend. No, that wasn't the truth.

He was sad because she told him she would never ever sleep with him. He was only a terrible mistake of her past and nothing else, even if his way to kiss her was special and his way to touch her when they had sex was the way every woman desired to be touched.
With love and lust, despite she thought that Chuck Bass followed only the way of lust.

She decided to shut the voices inside her head by kissing her boyfriend.

She loved the way he kissed her. Their kisses were sweet and slow, like he didn't want to consume her. Nate was careful not to touch her much because he knew she didn't want to go fast in that world. Of course Nathaniel Archibald didn't know better.

The bell rang just in time to stop her. She looked at her boyfriend with satisfaction and then as if it was a reflex she turned to the wall were Chuck Bass stood minutes before.
He wasn't there anymore, and she relaxed and sighed in relief.

“I'll see you later, sweetie” she greeted Nate before going into the building.

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She rushed from her class with the excuse of a severe pain in her stomach.
She smiled widely at the thought, her period was finally there, she was sure.

She went to the ladies room to check.
She put down her Victoria's Secrets panties and looked down. An angry look appeared on her face. The panties were clean, not a little hint of suspect that her period was coming.

She was about to cry for the fury she felt that moment, but her make-up would have ruined and she had to be perfect at the eyes of the other kids at school.
Nobody had to think that there was something wrong that was happening to her.
Nothing bad happened to Blair Waldorf that she couldn't handle.

With the brightest look she headed to the little courtyard.
She didn't want to get into the Spanish class again, she was bored and thoughtful so she had a seat on one of the benches and checked her phone. Gossip Girl didn't update for about thirty-five minutes. What a boring day, she thought, crossing her legs and taking her maths book from her Marc Jacobs new bag. There was a test that day, she could repeat even if she already knew everything she had to.

“Sixty-nine... This is the result.”

She raised her head slowly to face him. He was grinning while holding some books him self.
She scowled. He was the last person in this world she wanted to see now. His answer to the math exercise was right, tough.

She turned her head to one side but kept her eyes on him. “You knew it because that's the only number in your empty head, Bass.”

“Today you are sorer than ever.” He commented raising an eyebrow. “I thought my presence pleased you... At least before Christmas.” He said as he stepped forward near her like he wanted to whisper the words in her ear to have some kind of contact. “In your bed, in mine, on your mother's office couch...” he trailed off when he heard her sigh.

She glowered at him and stood up. That was enough talking with him for that day. Of course she was mad at him for what was happening, but she could not admit that the way he leaned forward to whisper that words to her made her quite shiver under her shirt.

“Nothing really happened, and you know that.”
“Mmmh” he murmured “Then if I go to Nate and tell him our dirty little secret you wouldn't mind, don't you?” He raised both eyebrows this time. “You have only to ask me.”

Blair winced at the sudden thought of it. She didn't want to break up with Nate.
She put a hand on her hip and pursued her lips. She knew he wouldn't do it. “Spare me, Bass. You wouldn't do it. You don't want to lose your only friend.”

He sighed and held his books firmly under is arm. “Maybe not today.” He took few steps and he got really near her so she stepped back in response. She knew that when he was this close she wasn't that able to stay still and make him think she wasn't affected by his presence.
“I know it won't be tomorrow either.” She added with sarcasm.

He looked down for a bit and nodded. “Who knows? Of course not today. Maybe when you'll be less nervous.” He giggled, looking at her with his famous smirk. “Maybe when you are not in your period so you can even enjoy it.”

She rolled her eyes and sighed with anger at the words. Of all people, he was the one that had no right to tell her about that damned period that didn't want to came.
“You are disgusting.”

He stared at her with a closed mouthed smile and took a strand of her hair and twirled around his finger until she violently removed his hand. This was enough.

“Don't you dare touching me again.” She said with a low voice. It was firm and tough.
This was the thought she was struggling with. She wanted to erase it for good.

He moved back and shrugged lightly giving her a fast glance before heading right to the exit.
She looked him went away and she sighed in relief, second time that day. She was grateful he was gone from that place, at least she could have been safe for the rest of the day, she hoped.
She had to sat and calm down. She felt her heart spinning under her tiny hand pressed on her chest and she blamed herself for that. Was Chuck Bass that sensitive?

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The next day she woke up a little bit wet. She covered her face with the silk sheets when her maid Dorota came to wake her. She woke up while she was in the middle of a dream with Nate. They were having sex on a red bed when suddenly Chuck showed up and had sex with her too, while her boyfriend watched them chuckling. She was disgusted at the thought, so she decided to listen to Dorota and have a shower.

She carefully went into it and with her heart hammering in her chest as she checked if it decided to come or not. She felt the wet clearly, but when she looked down at her white panties that day they were still white. No hint of red or other stains.

The smile up on her face disappeared as she counted in her mind again.
Was the twenty-fifth day of late. But it was still early morning, she thought. There was a whole afternoon and evening to let it come. She thought that was fault of the dream she had.

Minutes later her friend Serena came to her house to go to school.

Blair felt strange and fearful as she tried the best words to tell her dearest friend what was happening. It was a too big thing to keep it in her for more days.

“Serena, I need you to tell you something.” She said when she saw her friend sat on the living room's khaki couch. She didn't even let her say 'Hi'.

Serena instantly stood up and reached her. “What's wrong, B? Are you sick?” She put an hand on Blair's shoulder and led her to the elevator. They were in a hurry.

Blair looked down, quite ashamed of what he was going to tell her. “I have... Twenty-five days of delay.” She said in a sigh without watching her friend in the eyes while the elevator was going down. She was trembling. She bit her lip and slowly raised her head to see the severe look on Serena's face.

“You have to do some analysis, Blair. Or at least... I think you have to try a pregnancy test.”

She said it. The word that Blair didn't want to hear at all. She clenched her fists and pursued her lips. That wasn't the truth. She wasn't in such state. Serena was wrong. “I'm not preg-... Serena. I'm not. It's just a stupid delay... That's all.”

Serena looked dissatisfied. Blair knew she was thinking about something in her blond head, like who could be the one she had sex with to come up with this. She knew that Blair was always sure about her period, she never complained about it because she was a virgin. But after Blair told her what happened with Chuck at Thanksgiving she was afraid that sometime maybe in the future something like this could happen. She didn't trust Chuck.

“At least I hope you know who's the father” she said with a tone that sounded judgmental to Blair. She was her best friend, but she didn't like when she judged her. She was perfect.

Blair curled her lips like she was disgusted by the thought. “There's no baby, Serena.” She answered with a frustrated tone. Unfortunately, she knew who the father was and she didn't like it the idea. Her friend was making the whole situation worst than it was.

She thought about the possible baby for another second when they got out of the building. Having a baby with Nate was a lovely and peaceful dream. Their children would have been pretty with wide blue eyes and brown curls. Thinking of having a baby with Chuck wasn't exactly the same. Their babies would have caramel eyes and squared faces. Maybe even that sad look that characterized him. Her stomach twisted and she wanted to throw up.
She thought she had been stupid to lose her virginity to him.

Serena looked at her with worry. She didn't ask anything about the father, she only said “Try a test. It well help you feeling less nervous” then smiled at her and rubbed her shoulder.
“Everything will be fine.” She added, but she wasn't sure.

Blair didn't say a thing, she wanted to keep her mind free of anxious thoughts as the duo kept walking to the school. Serena tried to cheer up her friend by telling a cute story about her brother Eric. Their laundress was sick and sent a new girl to do the washing for her.
This girl was really a novice and really distraught. She put Eric's underwear with Serena's things and they became pink because they mixed up together.

Blair instantly said they had to tell the woman she had to fire this girl to avoid other mistakes in the future, but at least Serena made her laugh for a bit.

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That day for Blair was pretty normal. No sightseeing of Chuck, so no bothering. She felt calm for the first time since the school had begun, and she wouldn't admit, almost happy.

Of her period there was no trace, but at least the fact that she didn't see Chuck at school eased the rage she felt toward him and herself a bit.

It was late afternoon when she was with her friends sat on the MET steps.

There were Katy, Isabel, Penelope, Hazel and that inexperienced Jenny Humprey. They were gossiping about what the girl wore that day at school. If they were chic or not.
Blair didn't care about them at all, she barely heard to what they where saying just to make them think she was actually listening. Penelope was the most annoying of them.

Finally she saw Serena coming there where they were. She said she had to do some errands she could not do later. In fact she had a tiny white envelope in her hands.

“I think we should go, Blair.” She said trying to fake a smile. Blair knew what she meant. She quickly understood why she had told her so. She straightened and turned to her minions.

“I have no time to be here. See you tomorrow at school? We have to go to Bendel's to have that famous shopping trip. Do you remember?”

“Sure, B. My dad just gave me his card!” That was Isabel that answered.

“Alright. See you tomorrow, then.” Blair greeted them and the two girls walk away.

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During all the walk to Blair's house she was too concerned about what was going to happen next. She didn't want to cause a scene in front of her minions on the steps, so she kept her self quite until they got out of the elevator in her penthouse.

“I thought I said there was anything wrong.” Blair said with anger. She was that angry because of the action her friend made. It was so thoughtful of her, but she was angry because she was afraid of finding out the real truth about the situation. She could not control it.
She could simply not bear it if the reality would have been what she was scared of.

“This means you had your period?” She questioned with her forehead wrinkled.

Blair wanted to tell her a lie so that she would have gone away and she could try that damned test alone in her bathroom, but she could not fake with her in that moment where tears were already filling her eyes. “Let's do this before I change my mind.”

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Serena bought twelve tests. Blair was really freaking out at the thought. One was really enough, even two. But twelve? Serena had really lost her mind.

Her bathroom looked colder than ever when she was waiting for the result of the first test.

Something rang and made her jolt. She thought it was the alarm clock that sentenced the verdict she was waiting for but instead it was her blackberry, and the text she read was not so good. Gossip Girl said that there was probably a new mom in the Upper East Side.

Apparently, some girl caught Serena while she was paying the pregnancy tests in the drugstore. Gossip Girl commented that she didn't think that boys from Brooklyn were so precocious with babies, but at least with a rich mom the kid would have been fine.

Blair smiled after reading the post, but she felt sorry for her friend. Serena was trying to help her after all. She would have apologize to her when all this would have been over, because she knew it would be over soon. There was no baby. Nothing was growing in her belly and had the Bass-tard gene. Nothing or nobody would have ruined her future this way. She gained respect in those months so hard after Serena went away, she could not lose it again.
Plus, there was her most important dream. She had to go to Yale and marry Nate.
And yet...

She held the test in her hand with fury. She wanted to cry while she was waiting for the response, but seemed like there were no tears in that moment. Maybe it was the anger.

When the alarm clock rang her hand was shaking. She looked at the white thing with a sense of desolation she never felt in seventeen years. Tears came after.

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She did ten tests. Nine were blue and one was pink. Blue was not a color she was fond to, because that meant her worst nightmares were turning real.

Two tests were left. She knew that even if they were both pink, blue won at everything.
She called Serena into the room without telling her the other results. The blond understood even without knowing that they were not comfortable at all. She held Blair's hand during all the minutes that passed later. It seemed like an eternity for them.

When test number eleven was pink, Blair kind of relaxed. She felt calm again. Every grasp of safety was good to her. At least there wasn't only one negative test. Maybe the others were wrong. “Pink...” She whispered with a little sign of relief. Two could make a difference.

“Let's do the last” Serena murmured with a harsher stare. She was less dreamer than her. This maybe helped her to see the reality with another look. Blair was more a person who tried to avoid the difficulty of life and always tried to see what was better and happy to her. Bad or flawed things or people were not appealing to her.

They waited with anxiety as the last test, the more strict of all, the one with even the weeks since you were pregnant. Blair looked around in her bathroom as she was searching for something, but it was only a way to try to distract her self while waiting the result.

When finally the alarm clock rang for the twelfth time in an afternoon, Blair's heart almost lost a beat. She knew that it will declare her final sentence. She looked at the ceiling before taking the white thing in her hands. Serena was watching every move she made, get ready to comfort her best friend if the result was what they expected again.

She didn't want to face the truth. She knew it would be painful, horrifying. It was all that she tried to avoid. She believed there was a happy ending for everyone in the world, then why her life turned her back on her? She wasn't that good like she thought?

That were few things that came up in her mind when she looked down. Her hands trembling again, her mouth already open and with sighs. Her eyes were already filled with tears too.

Her life was over. Everything she wanted to do was far away now, almost unreachable like the blur she now saw when she tried to look around her. The tears didn't let her see clearly.
She let the test slip from her hands and hit the floor with a full rich sound.
Serena took it and read the response her self.

“Three weeks so far” she declared with a low voice, almost breathless.

She patted Blair's shoulder and let her head rub on her chest. She would like to say something like 'everything will be fine, you will be fine' but she knew the words wouldn't work in that moment. The damage was done, and no one could fix it.

Never Forget A Bitch's Birthday - Blair & Chuck / One Shoot / PG

Wed, 27 Jan 2010 13:30:23 GMT

Title: Never Forget A Bitch's Birthday
Pairings: Chuck/Blair
Spoilers: Anything that's been aired
Disclaimer: I do not own Blair or Chuck, this is pure fiction just for fun.
Rating: PG
Summary: Post 2x25. It's Blair's B-day but she haven't recieved any gift from Chuck, so she's mad at him. The guy has to be punished...

“Do you wanna play a game?” Blair Waldorf said in the middle of a winter night in Chuck's bed.
He insisted to go to the Van der Bass – Humprey house and she didn't know why. He talked about broken pipes in his suite so they would have to pass the night there.
She was so pissed off and tried to hide her anger with an idea.
Chuck Bass would have not passed well this time. Nobody forgets Blair Waldorf's birthday.
Especially her boyfriend. And twenty-three hours were already passed after midnight that day.
Her birthday was almost over, and Chuck Bass forgot about it.

“I thought we were done with games.” Chuck Bass answered looking surprised at her.
She smiled widely. “Let me explain you my idea. We haven't played games since the end of the summer. Well, I'm bored.” she said with a strong convinction.
“Do I bore you?” Chuck asked, worried. He always thought he was good with her.
“No, silly.” she answered and then kissed his cheek “I wanna give this relationship a new dinamic for once. I swear, we'll try one time. If you don't like it, we'll stop.”
“Okay, deal.” he agreed with a wide simle and a smirk. “What I have to do?”

Blair sighed then freed herself from his hug and got out of bed.
She went near the big closet and took something with her. A bendage.
Chuck puckered his forehead. “Are you gonna wear that?”
“No... You are gonna wear it. I'll blindfold you.” she said as she got on the bed again and he let her cover his eyes. He likes games so much, but he must beware from Blair Waldorf's games.
“Okay. Now?” he said “I hope this actually will be fun. I'm sleepy.”
“Oh, don't worry. It would be surely fun, Chuck.” she answered with a grin on her face.

She would have her revenge and she would have it now.
“I hate when I don't see nothin. What am I supposed to do?”
“You... Nothing. I do.” She began unbuttoning his shirt, then passed to his pants and his socks.
“Wait, wait. This game involves sex?” he asked feeling her cold hands on his legs.
“I've never seen Chuck Bass fear for sex!” she snapped then freed him from his t-shirt and then his boxers. “By the way, you'll find out. Shut up and you'll see!”

“You know I'm not afraid, honey... Is just that I'm not pleased with this bendage... You are undressing me... I wanna see you too. Have you done?” he asked with curiosity.
She grinded her teeth when she was near his intimacy. “You'll see me, don't worry lover” she said then she slowly got off the bed. She went to the closet again and took another object.
She smiled when she saw them, she searched for them when he said he had to go to the bathroom before getting into bed. She was sure he kept them in a drawer or something.

She got on the bed again, took his hand and kissed it.
“This is tackling, honey” he said as she took the first thing and pinned his left hand to the back of the bed with shuckles. He didn't say a thing. He was actually enjoying.
“Please, Chuck... Shut up. I'm almost done with everything.” she answered as she pinned his other hand to the headboard. The project in her mind was perfect, she couldn't believe it.
“Okay, okay.” he replied.

She got off the bed again before taking the bendage off his eyes, this time with a wide, satisfyed grin. She was looking at him pleased, trying to not let her eyes fall right in between is legs. He was ready, but didn't know that she wasn't for what he was thinking.
“I thought you were undressed already” he pouted, then looked at his pinned hands.
She moved her index from left to the right. “I say no, no, no.”
He puckered his forehead. Now he was eager to know what all this was about.

“So, this is the game?” he asked, puzzled.
“There's no game, Chuck.”
“Then what? If you enjoy seeing me naked all you had to do was ask.”
She raised an eyebrow and on her face appeared a smile. “Oh, you'll find out when I'll cool down the room with the air conditioner on a snow mountain temperature.”
“I hope you are kidding, babe.”

Blair made an evil giggle. She took the telecontrol of the air conditioner and setted it out on 5°C. She wanted to set it out on less than zero, but it would have killed him.
She turned her face to face him. “Now you're gonna brighten up your ideas, my love! Or better... Chill your whole mind.” She laughed as she reached for her bag and coat.
“Why are doing this to me?” he asked. For an half part, he was still enjoyng.

“Because cold is healthy! And this is your punishment.” She smiled with mean.
She then got out of the room and switched the lights off.
So he called her. “Blair. Where are you going?”
She came back, still smiling. “Thank you, Chuck. I forgot something.”
“Free me, for example? Warm up the room again?” he provoked.
“No, lover! I forgot to pick a pillow for you! Think if Lily or Jenny come. That little friend of the troll will see your... No way! Thank you for your call.”

She put a beige pillow between his legs, she really wanted to stay but he had to pay so she got out the room for the second time in five minutes and he heard the bell of the elevator.
She was gone for real and now he was there alone with his thoughts and an air conditioner on 5°C. 'I would die of coldness or at least my cock will freeze. Shit.' he thought.

“What should I do now?” he asked to the empty room raising his voice. “Damn you Van der Humpreys you decided to go out on Blair's birthday as I suggested you. Now I'm freezing.”
He sighed trying to figure out how to free himself first. She took the keys with her so even if somebody would came they had to call an ironware to break them.
“Why I kept those shackles in the closet? I had to destroy them, or at least give them to Nate. I'm wondering how she knew they were in that box...” he said to nobody.

Chuck Bass looked like a fool talking to himself in his old room but who cared?
He was alone, chilly and he was now banned as the 'disgusting boyfriend who forgets girfriend's birthday'. How he hated and loved when Blair was so revengful.
He rested his head on the headback and closed his eyes. His arms were already tired to be blocked in that position. He hoped that someone would have came but nobody got back home if not after two hours of freezing. It was three ò clock in the morning.

“Oh Rufus, we should surely go there another time. What do you think?” Lily.
“Sure, love. That thing we ate as main course... It was delicious.”
“I'm glad you liked it, you should try to cook it if you like...”
They were near. Very near. He tried. “Rufus.” he called with a trembling voice.
“Have you heard, Lil?” he asked then he stopped his pace. “Who is there?”

“Rufus, please come here. This is Chuck.”
“Chuck? Are you still here? We have to go?” he asked.
“Rufus... Please come here in my room. I'm alone. I need your help.” he pleaded.
“I'm coming.” Rufus answered as fast as he could.
“Don't take Lily, I beg you.” Chuck added, but she was already there.

Rufus switched the lights on and saw him, and Lily too. She took an hand over her mouth.
“Okay, man things. I'll call... I'll call an ironware...” she said as she turned her back.
“Please turn off the air conditioner... I'm chilling” Chuck said with a low voice.
Rufus shooked his head then took a cover and put it on him. “I can't believe... Seriously. What the... Blair didn't like your gift, huh?”
Chuck rolled his eyes and shivered. “I couldn't give it to her.”

“Oh my. Why didn't you?”
“It was nearly... It was midnight” he said, shivering “I planned to give the gift to her by midnight to surprise her for once, but you know... How she is.”
Rufus smiled. “I know, I know. I'm sorry you couldn't make it. We have to call her.”
“Is Chuck... Dressed a bit?” both guys heard Lily said outside the room.

“He's... Covered, Lil. Come in.”
Lily got in and smiled. She was sorry like his husband. “The ironware won't come until 7am.”
Chuck rolled his eyes again. He was so bored that he wanted almost cry.
“My idea was wrong. It's my fault.” he said looking the floor.
“Let's go, Chuck. Your idea was great, but you know Blair. Maybe you should have given the gift to her before the ending of the night... You'd have avoided all this...” Rufus said.

“I know, now it's too late. Dammit” he said moving his left hand a little.
“It hurts?” Lily asked with worring.
“Have no idea...” he said under his breath.
“Let's call Blair, she has the keys.” Lily decided and went out of the room to took the phone.
Chuck didn't say anything. He wanted to oject but he was so tired so he only closed his eyes. He didn't realize he actually fell asleep in a second. The next day he woke up he was free.

“What...” he said in a sleeping tone noticing Blair near him. He had his gown on and his arm was under her head and she was still sleeping. She moved a little and opened her eyes and saw him. She smiled. “Morning...” she said rubbing her head against his chest.
He turned his head to the other side and removed his arm from under her head.
“Chuck, please... I'm sorry.” she said with guilt.
“No, you are not. You enjoyed it.” he answered without turning.

Blair touched his arm trying to turn him but he tried to stand still.
“I... did. For five minutes. When Lily called me tonight saying that your skin was cold as ice and they needed the keys to free you from the shackles I run here. I cried a lot during the ride in the limo... Believe me. I'm sorry.”
“Did you really want me to die frozen? You know what you did, Blair?” he turned to face her.
Blair was closed to tears. She was really sorry for the thing.

“Please, I already told you I'm sorry, Chuck.” she pleaded “Forgive me”
Chuck sighed and closed his eyes for a moment. “I wanted it to be the perfect gift.”
“Gift? What?” she was curious enough and she was freaking out now.
“I took you here to give you my birthday gift for you.”
“Gift? Did you buy me a gift?” she asked, her eyes were shining.
“Actually I did but I wish I didn't.” he replied, weary. He was angry with her.

Blair punched him on the arm and he whined and closed his eyes. “Chuck. Are you okay?”
Chuck didn't answer at first. “I'll tell you if you kiss me.” He offered.
She got near him and kissed him softly. “Fine now?”
“Like never been before.” He said as he kissed her again. “Now... here it is.”
He tried to pick a thing in his suit's jacket on the chair near him.

He picked up a long velvet blue box and gave it to her. She was thrilled, he could say. She took the box from his hands and opened it fastly. She was eager to see what gift would it be.
“This is... Oh my God, Chuck. This is even better of the Erikson Beamon.”
He smiled, cheerful, while she examined the bracelet better. She was happy now.
“I'm glad you liked it... There are no other pieces in the world, is only yours.”

Her mouth fell open when she noticed a thing on the bracelet. “This is the cutest thing ever.”
“I have to admit, I thought you would have said it was showy... I'm amazed.”
She raised her head. “Chuck, are you mad? This is the sweetest thing someone made for me in my entire life! Even Nate didn't give me a gift like this when we were togheter.”
“You sure?” he asked with worry. He knew she could fake smiles.

He had always thought that he was not the perfect boyfriend she wanted and that could not handle this situation right. Now or then, this whole relationship would have slipped from his hands to the floor and she would have broke up with him because she would have understood he wasn't worth of her love. He was afraid of this more than death. He was afraid that he would have passed the rest of his life alone, so he tried to make things right for once.

She looked at him, skeptical. “Seriously, Chuck. You are stupid. This is really the best...” She said looking at the bracelet. She started to cry, and it was not a Blair Waldorf thing. She usually cried alone in her room, and most of times for things that she ddin't like.
She threw herself on him and he hugged her tightly. “I didn't mean to make you cry...”
“Screw you, these are happy tears...” she replied amidst tears rubbing her head on his chest.

Someone knocked on the door. “Can I come in?” It was Lily.
“Sure, Lily... Open the door.” Chuck agreed. Blair was still crying.
Lily got in the room followed by a guy with a tray full of food as Blair looked up.
“I know it's late but you need to eat something guys.” Lily said then the guy got out of the room. “Thank you, Johnny” she greeted the guy.

Then Chuck let Blair go and got out of bed. “I need to go to the bathroom, honey... Can you excuse me for a sec?” he asked. Blair nodded her head and he smiled at Lily before going out.
Lily sat down on the bed. “Dear, why are you crying? Something happened?”
“Yes, something happened” she said drying her eyes with a handkerchief given by Lily.
“Are you hurt? Are you sad?” she asked, worried.
Blair let her see the bracelet she had know on her wrist and Lily smiled widely.

“That's so nice, Blair... I love it. He had a great idea. Look at the heart... How sweet.”
“Nate never gave me something like this! Even Cornelius Vanderbilt's wife old ring wasn't beautiful like this one. And it has initials!” She said not able to stop looking at it.
“I'm Chuck Bass, not a Vanderbilt heir without a conscience...” he said as he got in the room again. “Every gift I buy has to be the most perfect in the whole world.” He smiled.
Lily stood up and smiled too. “I think I'm gonna go in the kitchen to see what Rufus is doing... You two have to have breakfast, you need to eat something.”

“Thank you, Lily.” Chuck said to his stepmother as she got out the room and closed the door.
He got back on the bed and sat near her. He laid a kiss on her cheek.
“I'm glad you stopped dropping tears.”
“I hate you! You can't do this to me, Chuck Bass.” She snapped. “I can't even imagine you could have been so damn sweet... I thought you were only a perv bastard.”

“Look, I've never loved someone like I love you. No, the truth is that I've never loved someone in my entire life before you. I wanted you to always remember me even when we're not togheter. I want people to look at this and think 'that is Chuck Bass girfriend' with envy.”
“I love you so much, Chuck.” She said kissing him hardly. “And I'm sorry, again.”
“I know something you can do to be forgiven.” He smirked then kissed her hard again.
She grinned. “You don't need to tell me what.” She crushed her lips on his and they kissed again with passion. They freed from clothes and made up having sex... For about five times.

Dirty Sexy Tape - Blair and Chuck One Shoot / PG

Sun, 24 Jan 2010 19:58:31 GMT

Title: Dirty Sexy Tape
Author: gothicyuna
Pairings: Chuck/Blair
Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl or any characters, they belong to the CW and Cecily von Ziegesar.
Rating: PG
Summary: Future fic. Chuck and Blair are married, they 16 year old twins found a strange tape on GG.net that belongs to their parents...

Two naked bodies on a bed... Both rolling and going up and down on the mattress... They're having one of the best sex of their lives in their private world made of hotel rooms.
She screamed as he let him into her deeply and after few seconds he cried out too.
He kissed every part of her body like it was precious, and she moaned everytime like she was burning under his kisses. They're both perfect sex pals but they were observed and they didn't know it. Seems like they were having a not so private intercourse...

“What was that?” a little Chuck Bass look a like said sixteen years later.
“Haven't you seen? It's a sex tape.” his twin sister answered. She was horrified, and so was her brother. Nobody would have thought that...
“What year this was possibly shot? Nineties?”
“Nah, look there” Audrey said stopping the tape in a very strange and smexy part “She had her ring on her left hand. I think they were already engaged... So”

“I can't believe this is happening!” someone exclaimed behind the guys.
Both Basses twins turned their brown heads to face their pretty almost forty year old mom.
“Hi... Mom” little Bart said “We didn't expect you so early...”
“Shut up, little Chuck's replicant.” she said with an angry expression up on her face “What do you think you are doing? Are you watching pornos online?! I heard the orgasms from downstairs!” she said as she rolled her eyes.

“Nope, mom...” Audrey answered with a smile “Of course we don't watch pornos”
“Of course, you are not your father.” she said with a low voice so kids wouldn't listen.
“What, mommy?”
On Blair's face appeared a sneer. It was bad news. “Nothing. Don't change the subject!” she cried out “So, I want an explanation and I want it now.”

Little Bart looked at little Audrey like saying without telling a word. 'What the heck I'm gonna say to her? She would kill us if she knows. And daddy too.'
“So... I'm waiting.” Blair demanded.

“We are studying sexual intercourses between animals and men and we wanted to see it with our eyes...” Bart tried to explain with a lie.

“Oh, really?” Blair asked “Like you are not sexual active or stuff!”

“Wait, wait. How did you know that mom?” he asked with embarrassment.

Blair moved an hand on her hip. “I know everything. Truth, now!”

“Daddy told you? He's the only one who knows!” Bart continued to change the subject again. Better his sexual intercourses that what they were watching on the pc screen.

Blair rolled her eyes again, fed up. “Bartholomew Harold Bass” she said with intensity “tell me the truth or you'll be grounded for a month.”

Bart didn't aswered. He only lowered his head and crossed his hands.

Blair curled her lips and then looked her daughter. “Audrey... You are not so lame, I know that. Please tell me the truth. You know you want to tell, or...”

Audrey kind of rolled her eyes quickly. “That's the truth, mom. We were studying sexual intercurses and watching it on the web to understand better!” she lied again.

“I'm being pissed!” Blair said with anger “Now I'll check by my self” she decided.

Both kids tried to not let her pass but we know, she's Blair Waldorf. She gets what she wants.

Blair pressed play on the screen and the thing started. She was ashamed and horrified.

“What... the heck?” she whispered watching the screen “Oh my God this isn't happening”

She stopped the tape and looked back. She was embarrassed. A lot.

“Where did you find it?!” she screamed trying to hide her shame as ever.

“We... Look, there's a website called Gossip Girl... She posts stuff about us...” Bart said.

“I know who Gossip Girl is. Go on.” Blair interrupted her son.

“So we checked it as everyday we do” Audrey continued “and... she made a post about your seventeenth anniversay... We didn't even believe that you and daddy...”

“Then?” she ordered with stress.

“We asked ourselves why Gossip Girl has a category called 'It's a Bass Attitude' and a post dedicated to your wedding anniversaries like today so we checked and we found out that her database has all of your history togheter!”

“There's your wedding, your honeymoon, when we were born, every anniversary, and...” Bart interrupted causing Blair pissed off more.

“Please, little Basshole. Don't stop” she made a bitchy grin on her face.

“Your first time... Your first being togheter and... That.” Bart finished blushing a little.

Blair rolled her eyes. “I hope you didn't see anything kids!”

Bart and Audrey exchanged a look. “Uhm” the little girl said. They read.

Blair exhaled deep because of the shame she felt. She would have not told those things to her kids ever. Either Chuck would have. Gossip Girl is such a tease when you have kids.

She sat down on the couch in the room and looked down.

“Mom” Audrey said “Can I ask you something?”

Blair looked at the girl exhausted. “I'm ready to hear all of your burning questions”

“How many years ago did you shoot that thing?”

Blair knew it from the moment she gave birth to her daughter that she would be curious like her father. “It was like...” Blair thought “after we married, I think.”

“It was 2010, actually” said a voice behind them. Everybody turned to face him.

The great Chuck Bass was back from work.

“Long time ago, dad” Audrey said with a smile. She really loved her father so much.

“Yes, a lifetime.” he said as he sat down near his wife. “Right some months before we got married, remember?” he asked looking at Blair with a sweet grin.

“Uhm, yeah. When we moved on in your suite at Empire?” Blair asked.

“You two lived in a suite in a hotel? Really?” Audrey asked, surprised to hear such thing.

“Exactly. The first Hotel I bought with my father's legacy”

“Wow” Audrey was pleased a lot. “You are great, daddy” she finished. Chuck smiled.

“So why did you shoot a sex tape?” little Bart asked. He kept himself silent until now.

Blair sighed. “You know you have to take this, Bass.” She said looking at her husband.

Chuck cleared his throat. “Why have we done that tape? Uhm... Me and your mother, you have to know, are a lot... We think we are amazing”

“You are amazing, daddy” Audrey said.

“We know, thank you” Blair answered with a grin looking at her daughter.

“I was saying” Chuck started again after puckering his forehead “We recordered it accidentally. I didn't even imagine that it was on until Gossip Girl showed it on her website.”

“No, you know why that heck of a camera was damn switched on, Basshole!” Blair snorted.

“Oh, don't you dare to say that I switched on.”

“Yes, you switched on! I hate when you deny, Chuck Basstard!”

Chuck snorted. “I'm not denying, Blair. It was switched on because Nathaniel used it the night before to record his party with some girls I paid for him. Ask him!”

“I can't believe you are using your long time best friend to pass as an innocent!” she hissed.

“I'm innocent! Look, I didn't even realized that the guy from the room service was a thief. I catched him with my securities cameras and found the thing in his locker, but the tape wasn't there. After that, I fired him and the tape gone on Gossip Girl's website!”

Blair crossed her arms and looked over.

“Why don't you believe me, lover? These are facts.” Chuck added.

“I don't believe you because I'm pissed! You are disgusting.”

“Yeah, and you hate me. I know that already.” Chuck raised and eyebrow.

“I want a divorce. Give it to me.” Blair said with obvious sarcasm.

“No, I won't.” he replied with a smirk then tried to take her hand without success.

Blair blinked her eyes in a strange way and then slipped off the diamond ring from her fourth finger and take it close to her mouth. “If you don't give me divorce I swear I'll drop this 50,000 thousand dollars wedding ring down my throat and I will charge you for-”

“For letting you digest a jewelery in your feces?” he provoked with a smile.

“Chuck, you...”

“Please stop it! You suppose to be our parents but you are behaving like ten year old kids!” young Bart snapped with a little bit of rage. Ha had enough of parents arguing for silly things.

Blair closed her mouth but the ring rested closer to it. Chuck looked at the kids and then at her, then he attempted to take the ring from her hands with success this time.

“Wait, what? Basstard! I hate you.”

Chuck rolled his eyes.

“Mom, you are a child! Daddy is fine! Plus, you are ruining your anniversary” Audrey shouted.

Blair looked at him. He raised both eyebrows and she finally gave the ring to him.

“Fine. Now your job, Basshole”

He took the ring and took her hand, he slid down the ring on the fourth finger while saying “It belongs here... Not in your tiny stomach or in your shit”

Then he came near her and kissed her violently.

“Uhm, stop it, please” Bart said giggling. “I'm glad you made up but I'm disgusted right now.”

Chuck and Blair stopped. “Kids, do you wanna know something?” Chuck asked.

“Shoot dad.”

“What if I gave you what do you want and you leave this room?”

Audrey and Bart exchanged looks. “I will never sat on that couch for the rest of my life...” the young girl said with a grin. “I want a new pair of Manolo Blahnik and my personal limo”

“You already have your limo!” her brother snapped.

“Kids.” Chuck said “You can have whatever you like. Even a penthouse, but please... I need you to leave this room now if you don't wanna see me and your mother make out.”

Both kids rolled their eyes and agree. “Fine. I don't wanna ruin your anniversary and hear you arguing like children again. I'll go get drunk.” the boy said as he slipped away.

“I'll follow him!” Audrey agreed and then went away and closed the door behind her.

“So, Basshole... Seems like we're alone...” she smiled widely under him.

“Yes... Finally. Do you like make kids scream at us, huh?”

“You know, when you have a certain age and you are a housewife you don't know how to have fun...” she admitted even if most of the justification was a lie.

“First. You don't have a certain age. Second. You are beautiful. Third... I like when you kidding our kids so badly... You are always the best even after years.” he muttered.

“I already know all the things you said, Basshole... I love you.” She said under her breath.

“I love you more, wifey” he answered as he sealed a kiss on her lips.

That night their kids didn't see their parents until the lunch of the day after.

killing loneliness

Mon, 28 Dec 2009 12:21:21 GMT

Titolo: Killing Loneliness
Fandom: Gossip Girl
Personaggio/Coppia: Chuck Bass
Prompt: 027. Genitori
Rating: Per adesso Verde
Conteggio Parole: 257
Note: Possibili spoilers 3 Stagione.
Disclaimer: Non ho creato questi personaggi, essi appartengono tutti a C. Von Ziegesar, creatrice di questa collana di libri, e naturalmente per l'ambito televisivo, alla CW.
Warnings: Nessuno
Tabella: http://gothicyuna.livejournal.com/profile

Questa giornata è un po' diversa.
Nate non c'è, Blair è occupata in qualche altra attività insieme a Serena, e sono solo.
Dal basso della mia posizione attuale, una rampa di scale di marmo, realizzo di vedere qualcosa che non posso avere. Sembra strano per uno come me non poter ottenere qualcosa, ma i soldi non possono comprare tutto, non possono comprare quello che vorrei.
Quello che desidero non oso dirlo ad alta voce.
Potrei apparire una vittima davanti agli occhi degli altri, e questa cosa non mi piace.
Odierei se la mia reputazione venisse sbriciolata per così poco, quindi resto in silenzio.
Resto in silenzio a pensare agli altri cercando di non far divenire il mio pensiero troppo voluminoso.
Resto in silenzio perchè, se parlassi, non verrei in ogni caso ascoltato.
Resto in silenzio perchè non ho niente da dire.
“Bass? Dove sono i suoi genitori? Ho bisogno di parlare con suo padre del suo rendimento”
“Farebbe meglio a prendere un appuntamento”
Purtroppo i genitori non esistono nemmeno di seconda mano.
Devi tenerti quelli che hai, vivi o morti. Nel mio caso, avendo solo uno dei due ancora con me, a volte preferirei che fosse morto. Certe volte sento che lo sia anche se non effettivamente.
Uno dei motivi per cui odio Dan Humprey è anche perchè suo padre è sempre accanto a lui.
Mio padre a stento ricorda di farmi gli auguri a Natale.
Non posso comprare dei nuovi genitori, non posso prenderli in prestito.
Odio quando i soldi non possono fare nulla.

46 GG icons from 3x12

Thu, 10 Dec 2009 19:37:08 GMT

1 - 46 Chuck and Blair icons from 3x12
One simple rule.
If you take, please comment and credit!

1 - 3

4 - 6

7 - 9

10 - 12

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Huge icon post update

Sat, 05 Dec 2009 12:02:11 GMT

Sorry for the delay, but I hadn't no time to post it all from prev episodes, so... Here are a couple of brand new icons of recent set photos, and oldi icons I made from epps 3x05, 3x06 and 3x10.

Few Rules.
If you take, please comment and credit. Thanks!

1 - 26 Ed and Leighton on set, December 1, 2009
27 - 46 3x10 Chuck and Blair icons plus random icons (Chair)
47 - 86 3x06 Chuck and Blair
87 - 109 3x05 Chuck and Blair icons

21 Gif of Gossip Girl episode 3x05 that I forgot to post long ago

3x10 and random

3x06

3x05

21 GG 3x05 gifs

36 icons, Gossip Girl 3x03 and Ed Westwick Arena Homme Shoot

Fri, 02 Oct 2009 10:20:59 GMT

1 - 30 Gossip Girl 3x03 icons (Blair and Chuck and some Carter/Serena)
31 - 36 Ed Westwick Arena Homme Shoot

Gossip Girl 3x02 icons

Wed, 23 Sep 2009 18:51:55 GMT

1 - 47 Gossip Girl icons (Blair & Chuck mostly)

45 Ed/Leighton icons Elle KOREA and ASK Enquired

Fri, 28 Aug 2009 16:05:34 GMT

45 Leighton Meester & Ed Westwick Photoshoot from Elle Korea and ASK Enquired

2 PSDs plus icon tutorial for photoshop

Sat, 22 Aug 2009 22:14:42 GMT

Hi there!
These are two tutorials I wanted to share with you.
Of course you'll find how to make the colorizations I've posted, and of course you'll find the .psds to download at my DA page.
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# 1 (5 steps, EASY, maybe translatable)

Works better on dark images.

Layers -> New adjustment layer -> hue and saturation:
SATURATION: + 26

Layers -> New adjustment layer -> selective color selection, method: relative

Reds:
- 30
+ 15
+ 25
- 28

Magenta:
- 28
+ 81
- 23
+ 56

Whites:
- 100
- 16
+ 56
- 100

Layers -> New adjustment layer -> selective color correction

Reds:
+ 6
+ 3
- 21
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Magenta:
- 21
- 23
+ 100
- 21

Layers -> New adjustment layer -> Color balancing

Midtones:
+ 20
- 9
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Shadows:
+ 13
- 8
+ 9

Lights:
- 16
+ 8
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Layer-> New fill layer -> solid color
with this #dab979, set on SCREEN at 23%

Layer-> New fill layer -> solid color
with this #de9bbb, set on SCREEN at 23%

click HERE for the .psd

#2 (4 steps, EASY, maybe trasnlatable)

Layers -> New adjusment layer ->color balancing:

Midtones:
+ 13
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0

Lights:
- 18
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+ 7

Layers -> New adjustment layer -> selective color correction, method: relative

Reds:
- 87
+ 15
+ 37
- 25

Yellows:
- 100
+ 37
- 11
0

Whites:
+ 80
0
0
+ 51

Layers -> New adjustment layer -> hue and saturation
Saturation - > + 7

Layer-> New fill layer -> solid color
with this #363a84, set ESCLUSION at 21%

click HERE for the .psd

Multifandom Icons: True Blood, New Moon, Gossip Girl

Thu, 20 Aug 2009 10:24:49 GMT

1- 54 True Blood 2x09 (Eric, Sookie, Godric)
55 - 85 KStewart & TLautner EW Photoshoot, New Moon Trailer
86 - 124 Ed Weswtick & Leighton Meester Elle Korea Photoshoot, on set: various

True Blood 2x09

New Moon & Cast

Ed Weswtick - Leighton Meester Elle Korea Photoshoot

The Strangest Places To Have Sex At

Sat, 01 Aug 2009 23:39:51 GMT

Title: The Strangest Places To Have Sex At
Pairings: Chuck/Blair
Rating: R for eventual sex act
Spoilers: Anything that's been aired, post 2x25
Disclaimer: I do not own Blair or Chuck, this is pure fiction just for fun.
Summary: Post 2x25. Chuck and Blair are finally togheter. They can do whatever they want, but we all know that what they like the most is sex. A series of one shots. As the title says: the strangest places to have sex at.

“I heard Nate was going to throw a party this evening” she said while they were walking in Central Park to enjoy a day off from college and work.

“Really? I didn’t even know that. Me and Nate… we haven’t talked since…”
“Since when?”
“Since I have stolen you” he admitted innocently.

Blair made a face. “Did you steal me and I don’t even know that?” she asked with a grin.
“Well, actually, I didn’t steal you since this is a mutual stealing”

“It is, Chuck Bass” she said as she sat down a bench in front of the fountain “but I think Nate hasn’t still got it, so”

“Don’t you really wanna ask me to go to that party or something?”
She smiled trying to look pleased. “Yes. I’m asking—no I’m pleading you to go there”

Chuck wrinkled his forehead while he answered “For what? To patch our old arguments and become friends again? I think it’s not—“

“Oh, no. It is” she said with a strange smile that made he think that that was other stuff in there ready to get off in that very minute or so, ‘till the party was going…
“What else is there?” he asked rising an eyebrow.

“Let me do my work, you’ll have it in about--” she checked her blackberry and counted the hours left until the party was going to start “ten hours, exactly”

“I love it when you scheming, Blair Waldorf” he said with a with a pleased smile up on his face, thinkin’ about what was the thing that she was plotting about in her mind, and early coming at the conclusion that there was a really evil idea of hers.

They used to scheming together in the past, but now, while she was in NYU in the same room as Georgina Sparks, her dirty and evil thoughts were triplicate.

She chuckled and kissed him on the cheek.
“You’ll love it much when you’ll find out what I’m thinking about”
He grinned and then answered “Oh, I’m really looking forward to”

*********

“Are we sneaking into Nate Archibald’s Party?” he asked, serious when they went out the limo.
“Of course not, Chuck. He invited me” she answered politely coming near the front door of the Archibald’s household.
“Give me your names, please” said a man at the front door with an list in his hands.
“Blair Waldorf and a +1”
“Am I your plus one?” he asked skeptically and a little bit annoyed of the thing.

She turned and stared in his eyes for a moment and then twisted her mouth.
She knew that for him this was bad in so many levels. Nate was dealing with the thing that now he was Blair boyfriend in a very ugly and creepiest way that led him to think that, as a matter of fact, maybe his friendship with Nate have never been a true and loyal friendship.

“Actually, yes. But don’t come to your own end as you always do” she said, pleading “please”

She tried to do her best glance at him, the one that she managed to do when he was doubtful of what she was saying in that precise moment.

“It’s an humiliating thing and Nate Archibald won’t get use to do it again after I’ll—“ he said with a disgusted tone “What do I get?”

“I’ve told you. You’ll find out very soon” she said “and don’t be offended for what Nate did to you. I know, it’s ugly. But let me handle it”

“Well, then. I trust you. Let’s give the party a little life”

*********

Blair and Chuck looked around the place to find someone they know, but they didn’t succeed to find anyone. It seemed that there were only Nate Columbia’s mates in there, and they didn’t know why. Maybe Dan and Serena were busy in other affairs.
“Recriminations, here they come…” said Chuck when he saw Nate coming towards them.
“Chuck, please. Let me speak with him—Nate” Blair said changing face when she saw her ex.
Nate was smiling in the way he always did: looking confused.

“Ow, Blair – Chuck” he said changing the tone between Blair and Chuck.
“Nate, I’m so happy to see you! We didn’t have any chances to met after…” she left the phrase hanging. Nate knew what he meant.

Nate began serious. “Yes, it is” he looked down to see Blair and Chuck entwined hands.

He didn’t know what to say next, because he expected that Blair didn’t show up at his party, but the facts proved he was wrong.

Blair was a very stubborn girl.
If she wanted to do something, she always tried to do it anyway with any means.

And took Chuck with her even if he was not invited was one of the things she was really up to do that week and she didn’t even know why.
Maybe… just for fun, to show Nate that Blair and Chuck after all mean everything for her and were meant to be despite of what the other may think.

“Um, so” Nate began again “Enjoy yourself” he said with a forced grin before he ran away to go somewhere else.

Chuck chuckled at the vision.
Nate always made him laugh after their break, and he thought that was because he find in him something hilarious. Maybe his way to handle things.
Like a child, Nate always ran towards what he want to become his prize.
Girls were his first spot to go after.
“He’s pissed” Chuck said looking at Blair in a very satisfied way. How he loved when Nate was angry because of him and Blair together.
Blair laughed herself. “Of course he is, Chuck. He saw you--” she said, then corrected herself “I mean, us. He got mad at this” She lifted up their entwined hands as if it was something never seen before.
“Yeah, I think that is because of this” he agreed taking their hands near his mouth and kissing her hand. He was so happy when he did this kind of romantic moves.
“This music is really bored. I never let Nate plan any party in the past because he was not good at all at planning. And I didn’t get wrong. He’s definitely bad” said Blair with a frustrated tone while Chuck poured himself a glass of a strange drink.
“What do you think we should do? Time for your big plan?”
“I think so… Let’s go upstairs” she said and he agreed without adding other words. When it comes to ‘upstairs’ Chuck was always alright. In many cases, upstairs for an ex womanizer like him meant ‘bedroom’. He began to figure out what was the plan.
Blair took Chuck by the hand and led him to a room at the end of the hallway of the first floor. She opened the door and he let she do it.
“Seriously? Nate’s room?” he asked raising the eyebrows “Not that I object”
“Nate’s room. Too classy?”
“At all. I was actually hoping you chose the parent’s room, actually” he answered with a grin.
Blair chuckled for a moment, then closed the door—but with no keys. Then she began to free herself from the coat, and Chuck did the same. She was up to undress, but she stopped.
She looked at Chuck that was now still, blinking.

“What?” she asked.
“If we want it to do it right, then we’ll do it right” he answered coming near her and put an hand on her hip “Let me undress you, dear. We have to enjoy ourselves, after all”

“Yeah, sorry. I was really deep into this thing that I forgot everything”
“I’m very offended, Waldorf” he said with a grin now with his hand on her back, trying to open her dark blue Chanel dress “You don’t forget Chuck Bass and be forgiven so early, even if…”
“Even if…? Maybe I’m interested…” she said smiling while she managed to free him from his bow tie and then his shirt.
“Well, the only thing you can do is let me take all your clothes off”
She only grinned and kissed him fiercely, managing to take all his clothes off too.

*********

It took only few minutes before they were rolling and smooching and touching passionately under the red silk sheets of Nate bed’s.
She was screaming for the one-hundredth time and so was he, entering and outing deep in her. They were screaming so loudly that someone noticed that and came to see who it was…
It took just a minute ‘till someone opened the door.
Chuck and Blair continued kissing and riding without noticing the straight man near the door, with an astonished expression on his face.
“Oh my effin’ God” he said. Chuck and Blair froze, but this was what Blair expected to happen.
They turned to face Nate and his confused expression.
“What?” asked Blair
“This is what I want you to tell me”
“Nathaniel, I don’t think you are blind. The truth is in front of your eyes” Chuck said with a pleased smile up on his face.
Nate opened the arms for a moment and then stirred his head.
“Man, you are having sex in my bed!”
“What discovering, Nate! If I was at your place I don’t think I should have said the same” exclaimed Blair almost chuckling. She exchanged a look with Chuck.
“This is not happening to me” said Nate quite skeptical “First, you cheat on me with him” he pointed towards Blair “Second, you betrayed me and sleep with—“
“Wait, Archibald. She cheat on you because you and her broke up”
“True. But what does it matter now? You two are in my bed having sex!”
“Yes, we have already reached that point, Nate. Don’t blame us for this” answered Blair.
“You surely can learn from this” Chuck said blinking “I heard that you weren’t good in bed”
Nate wrinkled and snorted in anger. “Chuck, please. Don’t irritate me because I really am without asking. You two, guys—“
“We are awesome, yes” answered Chuck kissing the top of Blair’s nose.
“No, you two are disgusting”
“Nate, please don’t judge us. At least you can leave us more privacy. It’s too bad that you stood up there to stare, and we don’t want you join us at all” said Blair.
“Privacy? This is my bed! Are you kidding?”
“The answer is no, Nathaniel. So, if you want to be kind for once in your lifetime I’ll be very glad and maybe I should come to see you and make up with you. If you don’t mind”
Chuck began to kiss Blair again, more fiercely and passionately than before. He slid down his hands on her bare back and on her hips, trying not to let down the sheets and make Nate see all Blair’s naked body, that he stated that was his property.
Nate made a confused expression then said, this time more frustrated “Alright, then. I got your message! I’m sorry that I thought you two weren’t meant to be. Happy? So, if you would excuse me I go now hoping that when I come back you won’t stay up there still smooching on my bad!” he said as he slammed the door behind him.
Chuck kissed Blair fastly and stared into her eyes for a second.
“I didn’t realize why you used to date him” Chuck said with a sarcastic tone.
“With Nate? Well, he was like the Prince Charming… You were such an amazing womanizer at that time, and in my mind you weren’t good”
“True” he agreed.
“But then, when we had sex in the back of your limo… I definitely changed my mind. Nate was only a stupid guy that goes from girl to girl”
“True” he agreed again “So, are we dressing up again to make ‘the stupid guy’ happy?”
“Of course. Just let me kiss you again, and again…”
They finally end up have sex for about four times. They go down after a good hour and Nate was still angry but like Chuck Bass should say… Who cares?

108 Gossip Girl & cast icons

Tue, 21 Jul 2009 20:50:24 GMT

3 - Blake Lively & Seb Stan on set (july 20)
5 - Blake Lively
27 - Leighton Meester (old event+ terry richardson photoshoot)
75 - Ed Westwick (KSwiss Party)

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65 Ed and Leighton filming (july 13th)

Tue, 14 Jul 2009 19:06:34 GMT

65 Ed Westwick and Leighton Meester filming (july 13th)
enjoy and credit and comment if you use! (:

SPOILERS ALERT

x46 Ed and Leighton filming in NY july 9th 2009

Sat, 11 Jul 2009 14:41:02 GMT

- Don't edit and DO NOT HOTLINK! I NEED THE BANDWIDTH!
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x46 Ed Westwick and Leighton Meester on set (9th july 2009)

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Pictures of us - 2/?

Sun, 05 Jul 2009 21:02:27 GMT

Title: Pictures of us
Pairings: Chuck/Blair
Rating: R for eventual sex act
Spoilers: Anything that's been aired, post 2x25
Disclaimer: I do not own Blair or Chuck, this is pure fiction just for fun.

Chapter 2, The Slow Show

After a couple of minutes of walking, they reached a familiar place to Blair.
“The Victrola?” Blair asked, confused “Chuck, I’m not impressed”
“Shut up, and came in” he answered, then put the key in the lock and open the door.
He let Blair went in first, like a gentleman, than he came in and closed the door behind him with the key. He made sure that the door won’t open so easily.
Blair looked from left to right all the room, trying to find the famous surprise. She saw all the lights down on the stage, so she thought the surprise was hiding there.
“If you are looking for what I hidden from you, I’d say it’s not far from here” said Chuck, coming after her in the room. He reached for a bottle of wine and poured the liquid into two glasses.
She picked up the glass and began to drink, but he didn’t.
He instead picked a purple bandage and tried to cover her eyes.
“What are you doing?” Blair asked.
“Covering your eyes”
“Why?”
“Do you want the surprise? Than do what I say” he said with a frustrated tone.
“Fine, Bass” she agreed. Chuck covered her eyes with the bandage and led her to the sofa in front of the stage. He let her sit down and ordered to wait.
He went on the stage to turn on the lights, then he came down to reach her on the sofa.
He unbend her eyes from the bandage, and she turned to face him first, then the stage. Chuck had a little telecontrol in his left hand, ready to turn on the screen in front of them.
She was smiling. “So?” she asked.
“Give time to time” he replied, clicking the ‘play’ button on the telecontrol “and look the screen”
She grinned then turned her face to the screen.

The first scene she saw was a black background.
It stayed black for about ten seconds, then he changed into a photo.
It was one photo of Chuck when he was a little boy, and one of Blair when she was a little girl. She smiled by seeing her old pic.
The next one was a photo of them during his father’s wedding with Lily Van Der Woodsen.
They were dancing and grinning at each other.
“Oh, I remember that moment” she said “the first moment you showed me you had a romantic heart”
“I always had a romantic heart, Waldorf”
“Yes, this is why you preferred to leave me alone at that heliport one week later”
“It was an accident”
“Blondes are like accidents. They came always when you don’t expect”
“Exactly” he agreed just in time when the white party pics were on the screen.
She was angry at him, that time, so she showed up after Chuck’s forfeit in Tuscany with another boy to make him jealous.
Passed on the screen some pics at the Basses, some at Waldorfs, and some in other places.
After a bunch of various pictures of them, it appeared a phrase.
“The story of us, it always starts the same… With a boy, and a girl, and huh and a game…”
Blair tuned to Chuck.
“Lady Gaga? Seriously, Chuck? I don’t know you listen to that music. I do listen to it”
Chuck smirked. “I got informed… from Serena. I knew you like this kind of music, so…”
“It’s romantic from you” she said as she fastly kissed him on the lips.
“It’s not ended yet, look”

She turned again to see other pics that were sliding.
She was twelve. She had long curled hairs and a red headband on them. She wore her favorite dress at that age, and everything was perfect but a little hand on her ass. It was Chuck’s. he smiled widely and looked at his hand on her butt with proud. Near her, at her right, there was hers ex and famous legendary boyfriend, Nate Archibald. He was smiling, not conscious of what happened on the other side of the photo. Near him there was her best friend Serena Van Der Woodsen.

“I remember this” Blair said in a sigh “we had to took that pic for about six times before my dad saw your hand on my butt”
“I was talented at that time too”
“No, you were a perv, that is different” she said with a little disgust for his past habits.
“Was?” he asked.
“You changed a bit when you began to stay with me, Bass. Hadn’t you noticed?”
“Yes, I had” he agreed, almost sad. “You changed me in better, Blair” he admitted.

On the screen appeared other young pics, like dinner at Archibalds, camping, Hamptons…
They were so young there that they even didn’t think about being more than just friends.
He was the classic womanizer, and she was the classic girl who loved to have fairytale stories.
It was obvious that he couldn’t be her prince charming, but.
Sometimes the bad boy got tired of living only by himself and his conquests, so with a strange accident that reveals to be the broke of her chastity belt in the back of his limo.
When the video ended, she noticed that she had little tears in her eyes that wanted to come down.
She tried to pick the before they could ruin her make-up, but she wasn’t good at it.
So Chuck wiped away that little tear with his fingertip, and made her turn her face to stare in his brown eyes. “I’m glad you are upset” he said.

“Only Chuck Bass can be glad if he made someone cry”
“I’d bet now I’ll make you smile again, sweetheart”
“Oh, impress me, Chuck”
“I want you to close your eyes” he said, and she did.

She covered her eyes with the purple bandage left on the sofa, and he got to the offstage to turn off the lights that he lighted up before.
She didn’t even know what he was going to do when she agreed this.
He was going to surprise her like always.

“Only when the music begins, promise me” he then said when he reached the main stage.
“It’s a promise” she agreed.
Let the show begins.
The music begun.

Well ana you're late
And maya, i'm here.
The boys in the band,
Decide to appear.
We walk through the door
Savour the air.
The girls on the floor,
I've come here to stare.
We've come here to stare.

It was familiar to Blair, something that she heard before but didn’t manage to remember when.
It was a cute rhythm, a club typical rhythm.
She decided that as long as the music begun, she could remove the bandage, so she did it.
She hulled her eyes when she saw nothing on the stage. So, she begun to be anxious because she really wanted to find out what will come next.
Then, smoothly as ever, he appeared on the stage. He had a grin designed on his face, and she didn’t know why. She tried to speak but he put a finger on his mouth to shut her, and so she remained with her mouth fell open.

“Do you remember this music?” he shouted. The music volume was not so high, even.
“Kind of… it was long time ago”
Chuck chuckled and then continued “Yeah, two years ago. The first time…”
“…You saw the real me, I remember exactly”
He walked toward her, but remained on the stage when the bridge begun.

You can call me x,
You can call me y,
You can call me z,
You can come and try.
Come and try.

“So, there’s a suspended deal, isn’t it?” he asked.
Blair made a face. She didn’t know what he was talking about. “What deal, Chuck? We don’t make deals for so long…”
“It’s not a real deal. Let me present you the real me”

She didn’t spoke again, as she understood what he meant.
He then begun to put off some things.
He left his watch on a near chair, then begun to remove his purple silk scarf that he had in his pale purple shirt. Then, it was the time of the jacket of his suit, throwing it away toward Blair.
He then smirked fiercely at her, that was really surprised that she couldn’t speak at all.
He had moves, he begun to move elegantly at the sound of music early familiar. She smiled widely when she saw he move his hips like he a stripper of his place. She had never seen him like that.

Dont know what you think you're doing to me,
(Hey! Stripper, Hey! Stripper)
Dont know what you see its getting to me,
(Hey! Stripper, Hey! I wanna be your mister)

He was pleased by her smiles when he let his pants drop down to the floor, remaining him with only his boxers and his shirt. With elegance, like he always did, he opened his shirt and let it fall apart somewhere. He removed his shoes too. Now he was almost naked.
The real Chuck was… The Chuck behind his outfits.

“So, Blair? Want you join me?” he asked, smirking.
She chuckled at his vision and reached the stage herself.
She literally jumped into his arms and begun to touch his chesty hair.
“You like me to stare? I like your underwear” she said, as the song play that part.
“I’ll like you more only if you are going to give into me”
“For you, anytime” she agreed, and then they begun to kiss.
What happened next was only a private show.

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Wed, 01 Jul 2009 20:49:14 GMT

Here we are... finally they're filming S3!
I made some icons... beware if you don't want to be spoiled, dont' go after the cut!

1-17 Ed Westwick and Leighton Meester filming s3 on june 29th
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Pictures of us - 1/?

Sun, 21 Jun 2009 23:23:37 GMT

Title: Pictures of us
Pairings: Chuck/Blair
Rating: R for eventual sex act
Spoilers: Anything that's been aired, post 2x25
Disclaimer: I do not own Blair or Chuck, this is pure fiction just for fun.

Eleven o’ clock in the morning.
They were walking in the street like they never did before.
Side by side, anybody of the two faster or slower than the other. This time they were closer, had the same pace and the same direction, and they weren’t in a hurry like before.
They looked in each other’s eyes every once in a while, like they couldn’t believe that they were together.
When she turned her head and looked at him, he smiles.
When he did the same, she smiles too.
They were so happy and proud to be finally together, that had to show everyone that.
“So, where are we heading, Chuck?” she asked with a grin.
“It’s a surprise, Waldorf, so don’t ask anymore” he replied with a smirk. Blair snorted.
“Fine” she said “then I’ll wait to see if this hiding from you is worth it”
“What come from me is always worth, remember” he said as they stopped.
He smiled again, and he stared in her deep eyes. This was a true smile, one that you don’t make to show someone you are enjoying their company, but in the end it’s not the truth. This is the smile you do when you are really, truly, happy. And Chuck was happy to be with Blair.
She was admiring his perfect face, and then, without asking like they always did in the past, she kissed him fiercely melting her tongue with his.
This was only one of the cutest moment shared by the two since all this started.
This was another time of the many times they kissed in public. But this time was shameless, aware and true. He wasn’t afraid anymore to show how he loved her.
It was all sweet and romantic ‘till someone shouted. “Then it’s true!”
Chuck and Blair stopped after a long perfect kiss to face who stopped them.
Three little girls stand in front of them with surprised faces.
“What?” asked Blair looking strangely at the little girls.
“You two are dating! Gossip Girl was right!” replied the girl with red hair.
“Yes, we are. So why are you surprised, little minions?” Chuck answered this time.
The other girl with the dark blue headband replied. “Because we can’t believe it! We knew that you loved her, it was clearly, but…”
“You know, you didn’t do anything to let her know so we thought Gossip Girl was joking” finished the red haired girl.
Chuck and Blair exchanged a look.
Blair came closer to Chuck and reached for his hand. He tightened his finger around hers, and looked at the untwined hands, pleased. He had waited this for a long time.
The girls got mad at this act. Two of them, the two that had spoken, had their mouth fell open.
“Wow!” said the blue headband girl.
“This is cute! This is the best moment of my day, ever!” said the red haired.
“Told this to your friends, fan girls” said Chuck, smirking.
Blair smiled satisfied at his reply. She enjoyed when someone flattered her. She liked to be at the centre of attention, even when she won’t attend anymore Constance Billiard’s.
“But it isn’t mine” said the girl that remained most of the time in silence “I’m not glad to met these two liars and double gamers. They’re make me wasting my free hours”
The other two looked angry at her .
“Please?” asked Blair with a angered expression herself.
“You heard me. I don’t like you” answered the girl.
“Forgive her, Blair. She is the black sheep of the group” replied ‘blue headband’.
“I’m not a black sheep, Kris. I’m not the one who hates them”
“Oh no you are, Candice! You are a black sheep because of Vanessa!”
“Then, what? I do like her more than the coward and the weakling”
“I’m sorry to interrupt you” began Blair “Candice, right? Your friends are right”
“Heard? Blair says too! Vanessa it’s just a piece of bullshit from the dump” said the red haired.
“Yeah. She’ll never be like them” said the other girl. Then continued like she remembered to said other, looking at Chuck now. “But, Chuck. You slept with her! What were you thinking? We didn’t expect from you, seriously”
Before Chuck could answer, Candice replied “Because V is a good girl! Chuck, you did right”
“No he didn’t right at all, girl. Chuck was a lil’ bit interrupted when he let that something Dumbo join his bed that night” said Blair with a disgusted expression on her face. Than tightened the grip around his hand in anger. Chuck free his hand from hers to face her. He was expressionless.
“When are you going to get it, Blair? I never enjoyed that night with Abrams”
“Oh no, you did, Chuck. Don’t lie to me. You enjoy everything that involves touching women”
“I remind you were with Archibald”
“Yes, but “ Blair bit her lip “I remind you that we only kissed. Nate is not good in bed to enjoy”
Chuck shaked his head and smirked “Finally you are admitting it”
Blair did a provocation smile “But you’re are keeping lying to me”
“No, I’m not. It’s you that don’t believe me, Waldorf”
“Blair! I can see in his eyes. He’s not lying!” hissed the red haired girl.
“You, shut up” answered Blair “it’s a thing between me and Mr Bass”
“You, thanks” said on the contrary Chuck to the girl “Now you call me Mr Bass, then? We are already at this point, B?” he finished with a grin.
“Show me that that night didn’t mean anything to you”
He got closer to her, keeping grinning, and then kissed her another time with passion. This kiss was more fiercer than the last one. He let his hands went down her hips and then her ass, moving around with greed. It continued for about a minute, until she begged to stop.
“I got it, thanks” she said in his ear “you love me”
“I love you” he said more loudly so the three girls could listen. “Go report Gossip Girl, fan girls” he said when he turned to face them, another time with a surprised grin on their faces. They knew that the blast will appear on Gossip Girl.net, so why didn’t give her the things that she wanted?
The three girls went away from them.
They were still embraced, her hands circled his neck, his hands on her back.
“So, are you taking me to the surprise?” she asked.
“Am I forgiven this early?”
“Yep, because I want your surprise”
Chuck grinned and broke the embrace. He took her hand and they began to walk again.

I like it rough - One Shot

Thu, 04 Jun 2009 19:27:44 GMT

Title: I like it rough
Pairings: Ed/Leighton
Rating: NC-17 for sex act and language
Spoilers: Anything that's been aired
Disclaimer: I do not own Ed or Leighton, this is pure fiction just for fun.
Summary: Men’s Health asked Leighton if she wanted to be photographed for the magazine.
It’s all normal, but they asked her if it was a problem to be photographed naked for the hot insert of the month. Leighton accepted because she wasn’t shy at all, on the contrary, she really loved her body and think that it’s quite fine to be showed.
But Ed is too jealous, and when he found out...
Notes: I was on the gossipgirl anon comm and I saw this prompt and I fall in love with it so I said 'I gotta write this!' :D
I thank who requested this on the comm because it was so inspiring xD
Its a One Shot

She was always polite and nice with all the people out there.
Directors, actors, crew, and whoever she met on the set of every movie she made.
Everyone was so in love with her smile, her body, her whole person.
Anybody can look at her without being amused, enchanted, full of lust only seeing her little and elegant figure walking around New York City or Los Angeles, or just a little city in the countryside.
Neither Ed can.
He was the guy that was most amused, enchanted and lustful of all.
He was captured by her smile since the first time he have seen her, maybe thinking that she was a vision rather than a real human being on Earth.
He can’t breathe right when he’s filming scenes with her, he can’t stand still when her body his right next to him, next to his member that only at her sight become hard, hard, and hard, and it took a lot of time to him to recompose himself.
Leighton herself can’t resist Ed.
He’s the typical bad boy, good looking, with that smirk that make you love him only by seeing his sexy smile, the smile that he made belong to Chuck Bass.
He’s the guy who really loves when loves, that gives all himself to the woman he adores, and want to show his date that he’s really good in bed.
Leighton fell in love with him not at the very beginning like he did; she was confused about Ed because sometimes when they were filming and she felt overwhelmed by emotions she thought that maybe it was because she was full in her character’s feelings, not hers.
Then she realized that was all true, and after all the flattering that Ed did trying to convince her to go out with him, she gave up and in the end she end up being his date.
So now Ed and Leighton go out together as dates, holding hands and sharing hotel rooms, beds, and even bathtubs, because he likes to do it ‘wet’.
Nobody could touch his woman without permission, except when they have to shoot scenes and he couldn’t help but only tighten his fists and clench his teeth when Chace or any other guy have to kiss Leighton. He’s always watching and waiting her to finish and kiss her wildly in front of all the crew and scream in his mind when the fuck the screenwriters are going to get Blair and Chuck together on the show so he can kiss her a lot more than he does and can fuck her a lot more too.
So both Leighton and Ed are requested in TV shows, events, and, above all, magazines.
This time was Leighton that got a strange offer that she was free to refuse because this maybe was too much for her, if she was shy. But we all know that she isn’t.
Men’s Health asked Leighton if she wanted to be photographed for the magazine.
It’s all normal, but they asked her if it was a problem to be photographed naked for the hot insert of the month. Leighton accepted because she wasn’t shy at all, on the contrary, she really loved her body and think that it’s quite fine to be showed.
Leigh didn’t say anything to Ed because she knows that if she did he would get mad at her because he was too jealous and he thought that the only one who could see her without any dress was no one else in the world but him.
The day of the photo shoot was a Tuesday.
That day Ed was on set shooting a scene where he and Chace talked about Leighton’s character, Blair, and how she was changing a lot, and Ed, or better, Chuck, reminded his old friend Nate that she could have had him but she chooses his friend instead. Ed is relieved that in reality she didn’t choose Chace like in the TV show, but she picked the real and the true choose.
Leighton didn’t expect that Ed finished shooting very soon, so just for a causality he called her because all the whole afternoon he wanted to get stuck to her lips and eat Italian food in front of a romantic movie at home, just like couples do.
But Leighton, sly that she is, didn’t answer, so Ed came to look for her at their apartment and didn’t find her because she was doing the hot Men’s Health photo shoot.
Ed was really bored so he called Blake that was supposed to shoot a scene with his girlfriend that morning. Blake was not so secretive and she was a little too naïve, so instead of cover her friend from being discovered by her too jealous date, she told him the truth.
Ed closed the call angrily, in this very moment someone other than him was seeing Leight perfect body, her perfect breasts, ass, her hips and above all, her secret place between her legs, which was Ed’s preferred place to touch and lick every time they make love.
When he reached the studio that Blake told him, Ed stiffened when entered.
He clenched his teeth and made an angry stare at the crew that was all around his beautiful girl watching and admiring her as a goddess of the Olympus’s mountain.
She was sitting on a little black couch, she didn’t have any shirt and her chest was bare, her breasts free of fabric that could cover them from the lustful stare of the photographer and the crew, and there was only a small piece of purple silk – the color that best suited her skin, and the color that referred to her virtual lover Chuck Bass, and Ed himself sometimes – that covered part of her belly and her pussy. Behind her there was a white background that maybe with Photoshop will become a beach or something, but in this moment nothing really matters to Ed other than stop this show.
He walked fast in the room, put a hand on the shoulder of the lights engineer and literally pushed him aside to go in front of her and cover her with his whole body, than stared furious at the photographer and the whole crew.
He then began to shout. “What the fuck are you watching, pervs? Get your lustful eyes off my girl!”
“Calm down, man” said the photographer “they’re just pics and she agreed that”
Ed looked really angry. “I don’t give a shit about that! Nobody can see my fucking sexy girl without my permission!”
“Ed” began Leighton “I’ll do it anyway” so she stood up and let the silk fabric fell on the floor. Now she was completely naked.
Ed turned to face her, willing to shout at her too, but he was obviously too weak to do that.
He looked at her stripped body and put his hands on her hips, moves up and reached her breasts.
In the space of a few seconds his index and middle fingers gripped her nipples, already hard before his touch. She closed her eyes and then opened them because of the pleasure she was feeling, and then put her hands on his chest and undone one of the buttons of his shirt, and placed her little hands all on his fur.
Ed pushed her toward him, so that now they could be face to face. Her entrance was right up on his member already hard, craving her from the deepest and dark side of him.
She was already wet, and she wasn’t scared to show that to the crew that were there still watching them, until they decided that was time to go away and let the lovers fuck themselves in privacy.
Leighton grinned, and so did Ed. He then began to kiss her lips greedily; tasting her tongue on his like it was drug. He pushed her on the couch, and she immediately opened her legs to show him that secret place that he was really eager to see and touch.
Ed kneeled fast, reached her entrance and began to lick it, trying to reach every hidden angle of her skin. He felt her wetness on his tongue.
She curved herself on him, her breasts reached the top of his head that he prompted to lift to place little kisses on her bare chest mixed with licking and biting her hard nipples.
She let herself make a little sigh of enjoyment and she did because she knew that he always liked that. He liked when a woman was pleased about him.
Ed wasn’t satisfied, and Leight knew that. She wasn’t satisfied too.
She stood up then, and unzipped his pants, pulling out his member in erection with both hands and squeezing it like it was an anti anxiety, and so this time Ed let a pleased sigh go out of his mouth. Leighton threw herself on his body, and so he entered her completely.
She closed her eyes to get deep in the moment of lust with him, and he kept drove into her over and over and over while she screamed his name until she was tired and put her head on his shoulder, begging him to stop for few seconds.
“Tired, Leight? The show hasn’t ended yet” he asked with a grin.
“Yeah, you really gave into too hard this time” she answered with a big smile on her face while touching and squeezing his ass “but I like it rough”
Ed laughed. “You like it rough?” he provoked, and then gave into her again with strength.
She sighed and screamed his complete name like she was mad at him, and he did the same.
He stopped to look at her, than grinned again and smirked, and so did she. “Yes, I like it rough” she agreed, and he kept pushing and pushing till both of them were exhausted.

New Moon Teaser Gifs

Wed, 03 Jun 2009 11:26:33 GMT

Hi there!
I'm back doing Twilight saga stuff, so here I did 11 animations of the first NM trailer!
You can use in whatever place you like xD

Gossip Girl Season Finale Icons

Fri, 22 May 2009 20:36:53 GMT

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GG 2x24 Icons

Fri, 15 May 2009 16:55:21 GMT

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Gossip Girl 2x23 and other GG Icons

Wed, 06 May 2009 20:43:06 GMT

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