Author’s Note: The story takes place during 1x13. Basically, B’s pregnant and she knows this because she’s taken pregnancy tests and went to go see a doctor. And just a head’s up, I made C a real softy in this story. Well, kind of a softy. Haha. Anyways, I just wanted to warn u guys about that, and I hope u like the story!
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-Elizabeth-
~Blair’s POV~
I knocked on the door of 1802 and waited for him to open it.
“Chuck, open up. It’s me,” I zei losing my patience. “Please,” I added weakly.
Just as I was about to leave, he opened the door and stood face-to-face with me. “What do u want Blair?” he asked me coldly.
I looked up at him, tears rolling down my cheek.
The expression on his face changed to a concerned one. “Come in.”
I stepped into the suite, and took a zitplaats, stoel on the sofa. “There’s something I need to tell you.”
“What could u possibly have to say, after everything that’s happened?” His voice was cold, harsh, angry…but I sensed a little hurt in it.
meer tears rolled down my cheek. “I’m…I’m…-“
“You’re what, Blair?” Again, his voice was harsh. I knew he must’ve felt betrayed and hurt door me, and he had every right to be angry, but I needed him to not be that right now. I was hurting too…and I was…scared. Blair Waldorf never gets scared. At least, that’s what most people thought.
“I’m pregnant,” I whispered.
“What?”
“I’m pregnant.”
His entire facial expression changed. He seemed shocked, surprised…and maybe even a little meer scared then I was. “Blair,” he zei as he took a zitplaats, stoel beside me. “Are u sure? I mean, we were being safe.”
“Yes, Chuck. I’m sure. I took 5 pregnancy tests. All positive. I even went to the doctor’s office.”
“Blair.” Chuck took my hand and held it as he spoke. “I just wanna let u know, that I’m here for you…and the baby. No matter what happens. But I just need to know one thing.”
I nodded. “Anything.”
“Who’s the father?”
TBC…
Reviews are adored/loved!
Enjoy!
-Elizabeth-
~Blair’s POV~
I knocked on the door of 1802 and waited for him to open it.
“Chuck, open up. It’s me,” I zei losing my patience. “Please,” I added weakly.
Just as I was about to leave, he opened the door and stood face-to-face with me. “What do u want Blair?” he asked me coldly.
I looked up at him, tears rolling down my cheek.
The expression on his face changed to a concerned one. “Come in.”
I stepped into the suite, and took a zitplaats, stoel on the sofa. “There’s something I need to tell you.”
“What could u possibly have to say, after everything that’s happened?” His voice was cold, harsh, angry…but I sensed a little hurt in it.
meer tears rolled down my cheek. “I’m…I’m…-“
“You’re what, Blair?” Again, his voice was harsh. I knew he must’ve felt betrayed and hurt door me, and he had every right to be angry, but I needed him to not be that right now. I was hurting too…and I was…scared. Blair Waldorf never gets scared. At least, that’s what most people thought.
“I’m pregnant,” I whispered.
“What?”
“I’m pregnant.”
His entire facial expression changed. He seemed shocked, surprised…and maybe even a little meer scared then I was. “Blair,” he zei as he took a zitplaats, stoel beside me. “Are u sure? I mean, we were being safe.”
“Yes, Chuck. I’m sure. I took 5 pregnancy tests. All positive. I even went to the doctor’s office.”
“Blair.” Chuck took my hand and held it as he spoke. “I just wanna let u know, that I’m here for you…and the baby. No matter what happens. But I just need to know one thing.”
I nodded. “Anything.”
“Who’s the father?”
TBC…