A/N: So this is actually a kind of request from melanieacbaer on fanpop, and when I actually write this story out…I will be sure to include u (melanie) in every aspect possible, as promised. ;p Hope u all like this…I’m not sure how good this little snippet will be, but we’ll see. I own nothing, make sure to vote on the enquête on my page for the volgende CB story. ;)
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Idea 5 (Devils at Play)—This is a take on a meer CB centered 1x01-1x07 version of Gossip Girl…also with a bit meer sexual tension on the side of Chuck and Blair. ;)
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    Outside, New York City was bustling. Cars zooming, crowded streets, expensive stores and the grandest parties. It was still mid morning and the trains had only begun their journeys of the day. One of them however…carried a most important individual.
Although Blair Waldorf’s own life had become not one of the most exciting places as of the last six months, she could always count on her perverted friend, Chuck, to smooth things over for her. Her boyfriend, Nate, had been distant. Well, acting weird was meer like it, but she liked to pretend it was because they hadn’t had sex yet…not that her breathtaking, blonde best friend had taken off for boarding school six months earlier. She always had to fight for the attention around Serena, and now that she was gone…well, nothing had gotten better. Everything had gotten worse.
She gazed at herself in the mirror. Finding an issue with all of her features. From her awkwardly angled face to her not-flat-enough stomach. There was obviously good reason for her boy friend’s mental and emotional infidelity.
But the important thing was that he hadn’t cheated on her. Not in official physical form at least. He was too good for that. He was an Archibald.
So, she wouldn’t do it. Not this time. Not again.
But she stared at herself, playing with the ends of her long brunette strands…and sighed.
She heard someone scoffing at her door, but she didn’t turn to look to see who it was. She knew.
“You look fine,” Chuck said. Probably annoyed that he had caught her depricating her self image again.
She didn’t respond, but only laid one hand down to pick up the other and scrutinize the probable spleet, split ends on the other side of her face. She could feel him moving, and allowed him to take her hand from amongst her curls and lay it down on her vanity. She felt his lay his hands lightly on either side of her waist…and she didn’t flinch. If he lowered his hands anymore, she would stomp on him efficiently with her six inch heels.
But not for this.
This felt comfortable.
She looked into the mirror and saw him laying his chin on her left shoulder, turning his head ever so slightly so as to smell her hair.
“Chuck…” she pulled away a little, but his grasp on her waist was not thwarted.
“Shh,” he whispered, bringing her back to him. “I’m just trying to make u feel beautiful.”
He zei it so quietly, and she was sure he was never so gentle of sincere with all of his conquests. She allowed herself to believe it, if only for a moment.
“I’m fine,” she zei defiantly, though a little weak in tone. She pushed away from him successfully this time, and crossed the room to sit on her bed. “I don’t need u saving me.”
He sighed, looking on at her knowingly, and slipped his hands into his pockets. “Then, why am I always finding u door yourself in the middle of your glorious parties?” he quirked an eyebrow, and pretended to ignore the vision of how fragile she had become.
Blair rolled her eyes. “It’s not my party, it’s my mother’s,” she snapped, looking back at him. “And I’d appreciate it if u weren’t up here, always checking on me.” She stood and walked over to him, ready to argue.
He smirked.
“Nate would be suspicious.”
Chuck opened his mouth to say something, but shut it in an instant. He figured now was probably not the best time to bring up Serena. “Nate trusts me,” he said, after a moment’s pause.
She scoffed. “Maybe that’s the problem,” she muttered, walking back towards the mirror. She picked up her brush, but before it could reach her hair, Chuck had taken it from her. And she had hardly gegeven a fight.
“I’m just worried about you, Blair,” he whispered into her ear, and her eyes closed suddenly at the intimate touch.
“I know,” her voice broke.
There was a long pause, and they just stayed there. Steadily breathing, in that embrace. Blair could even feel herself leaning back into him again. And she did not force him away when his arms encircled her waist completely.
No one would believe her if she told them that Chuck bas, bass was so concerned over a girl he was not sleeping with. And she wasn’t planning on telling them. of even acknowledging it outside of moments like these.
“Is there another reason?” she asked quietly.
“Hmm?” he asked, lost in her hair.
“Another reason you’re up here?” she asked, turning her head slightly so as to force his nose out of her luscious curls.
“Ah,” he nodded, “Your mind wanders, does it?”
She fought the urge to roll her eyes again and turned to face him. She crossed her arms against her chest. “Well?”
He exhaled, exasperated. “I was bored,” his voice rose ever so slightly.
Her nose scrunched up, and she pushed him away. “Ugh, u disgust me.”
He smiled at this, and began to head towards the door. She stood still, in front of her mirror. But she was no longer scrutinizing herself. Her mind had shifted its target to the cocky boy in the doorway. His mission was accomplished.
“I’ll see u downstairs?” he asked her, teasingly.
She looked at him incredulously. “Like I’d do something so appalling in front of my guests!” she nearly screeched.
“Shh,” he whispered calmly, placing a single finger in front of his lips. “Not so loud.”
Her huffed at him, and searched her vanity quickly for something to throw, but once she had found a decent enough object, he had gone. And she stepped back, a bit disappointed that he had gotten away so easily. She stepped into the hallway, and found him leaning against the wall, midway to the stairs. Her eyes narrowed, especially when he turned to her, scotch in hand, and apparent permanent smirk on his devilish face. She stalked towards him, and he turned and straightened himself towards her.
“Find something?” he asked, well aware that she had been trying to chuck something at him.
First her jaw dropped, resulting in a solid oval shape. Then, it slowly got smaller and her amused expression turned into one of curiosity. “No,” she replied, studying his every move.
He was about to make his volgende verplaats when he heard the calls from downstairs.
“Blair!” they heard Kati and Is both call. “Are u almost done up there?”
It broke their concentration and their focus as they turned to look to where the sound had come from, before slowly rejoining back to the familiar gaze.
“I’d better go keep them occupied,” Chuck said, winking at her, before finally heading down the stairs.
She gaped at him, but knew door his pause on the steps that he intended for her to follow.
“I’ll be down soon,” she said, absentmindedly, and she could almost feel the heat from his stupid smirk consume her…even from that distance. He nodded subtly, and continued his descent down the elegant stairwell.
A small smile spread across her face, and she turned back for her bedroom, but it would not be for long.
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A/N: This is meant to be a scene before Blair picks up her phone and is notified that Serena is back….awhile before actually, since Chuck isn’t sitting down with Kati & Is yet either. I started with this because it is beginning with Chuck and Blair instead of Serena, even if I lightly reference her arrival in the first few sentences. Let me know what u thought! =D