Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl. If I did, Amelia would not exist.
Summary: So, what happened to Chuck & Blair after the season finale?! Did Chuck sleep with Amelia? Did anything happen with Blair and Ben? After they're finally together, are the writers trying to screw with our minds?! Well…I am here to investigate one possible outlet to what could've happened….so, sit back, relax and enjoy "Never Again: A Chuck & Blair Story"…taking place directly after the season finale, episode 1. )
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Ch.1—Think Before You Act
Blair settled into the jump seat, which she had won square and fair in a game of rock, paper, scissors with Ben. It was true, they had been flirting a little bit, but it was harmless really. She could tell he was into her, but half of her flirtatious acts were completely fake, based on the fact that she could not keep her mind off of Chuck Bass, her Romeo who had ditched what would've been the most romantic trip of her life. She sighed. I wonder what was so important. He couldn't have honestly just needed to wait for his father. She pulled out her phone again to see if he had sent her anymore texts. Nothing. She sighed again and tried to relax. This would be a long ride and definitely not an enjoyable one.
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Chuck, heading towards his room with the interior designer, Amelia, was trying to keep his mind focused on anything but Blair. He was going to prove to his father and himself once and for all that he HADN'T changed. He was the same scotch drinking, womanizing, bad boy that everyone knew and loved. Blair Waldorf wasn't going to change anything. Just because he loved her didn't mean….wait, I love her. He shook his head as Amelia shut Chuck's bedroom door behind them.
"Now, you really don't wanna know what I was going to do with this room, do you?" Amelia asked, parting her lips slowly.
Chuck looked up and smirked. "Well, that really isn't up to you to decide, now is it?"
She giggled.
Instantly Chuck was taken back to whenever Blair had giggled at his crude comments. "You're heinous," she had said. But he knew she enjoyed his company, because she would always smile wildly at him after rolling her eyes when passing out of the room.
"Chuck?" Amelia said, drawing his attention to her half pulled off top.
He looked towards her. "Oh yes, of course."
She smiled at let out another giggle.
Again, Chuck was taken back to Blair. "Is that all I am to you, an accessory?" She smirked, pressing into him as he flipped her over on top of him.
"Are you always this distracted to a beautifully undressing girl as myself?" Amelia asked, fully withdrawing her outfit. As it dropped onto the floor of his bedroom, Chuck was taken back again to that night at Victrola when Blair had performed on stage and caught his eye by unzipping her dress and letting it fall.
Amelia stepped out of the pile of clothing and pranced around him. "You know, I've heard you're the bad boy around here," she said, whispering into his ear.
He smirked, trying desperately hard to get Blair out of his mind. He focused on what his dad had said. "Responsibility. Someone else's feelings ahead of your own. This summer you will come back a changed man. Mark my words." Chuck smiled wider. With these words ingrained in his mind and the fear that lay solidly connected with them, there was no way he was going to avoid sleeping with the scandalous blonde traipsing around him.
"So what can you do with my room, exactly?" Chuck asked.
Amelia, who was getting impatient by his apparent dejavu every two seconds, spread a smile across her face. She had finally gotten his attention. "Oh, I can do many things," she said, wrapping her arms around and leaning in to kiss him.
Chuck was about to do the same, but at Amelia's touch, he was overtaken by every memory with Blair, every ounce of love she had shown and even in his own experience how there had been no one like her, how there would be no one like her and he didn't need to sleep with Amelia to understand this. Blair's heart had been broken enough. He was supposed to be her knight in shining armor, not another Nathaniel Archibald.
Just moments before Amelia's lips touched his, he pushed her away, more forcefully than he probably should have. "No, leave," he said, looking towards the ground and then at her, determined.
She smirked, not buying a minute of it. "Quit teasing me, Bass. I know you want me. I saw it when I walked in the room."
"You're mistaken. And so was I. Now get out before I report you for sexual harassment."
She gasped. "Ugh," she gathered up her clothes, put them on and stomped out the door.
Chuck sighed and shook his head, rubbing his eyes. His head was pounding. Then, he heard footsteps.
"For your information, CHU-UCK, I can do NOTHING with your room," Amelia said, before finally exiting the premises.
Chuck smirked again, then pulled out his phone and texted Blair.
I'm coming. I can't wait to see you.
xoxo. Chuck.
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In the helicopter, Blair had finally fallen asleep. Her phone began to ring, louder and louder with each second. Ben, farther back in the helicopter, had heard the noise and gone to see what it was. He saw Blair sitting in the jumper seat and smiled. He took her phone, which she was gently cradling in her left hand and flipped it open.
"One text message from Chuck Bass," he pondered, "hmmm….we don't need this," he said, and pressed delete, setting the phone into Blair's right hand.
Blair shifted in her seat and her eyes fluttered open. Seeing Ben above her, she asked, "What is it? Is something going on?"
"No, nothing," he said, "Nine and a half more hours till we land," he chuckled.
She smirked. "I thought I heard a noise…was it…?" she opened her phone dramatically, and checked. She sighed.
"What is it?" he asked.
"Still no messages," she said sadly.
"Awww…that's too bad," he said, walking back to his seat.
"Yeah," she whispered, "too bad."
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A/N: Tell me what you think! This will definitely be a multi-chaptered story, so keep reading! I hope you love it!! D