AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Sorry about the LOOONG delay! My computer has been out of action for the past few weeks. Forgive me? I hope you guys enjoy this next part... I personally love it.

Tell me if anyone's being OOC.

Hopefully there should be another update soon, but I can't promise anything because I'm starting University tomorrow.

Enjoy!

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1 New Message from Gossip Girl

Chuck flipped open his phone. He had always loved scandal. He wondered whose reputation that Gossip Bitch had ruined now.

Chuck's eyes widened in shock.

How could she know about him and Blair? Who had tipped off Gossip Girl?

He had to get out of here.

People were already starting to throw him curious glances, and it was only a matter of time before he bumped into Nate.

Chuck groaned inwardly.... Nate

Nate was going to kill him, there was no doubt about it. Chuck Bass was a dead man walking.

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Blair Waldorf sat at home, painting her nails, when her phone began to beep, announcing an incoming message.

She sighed, as she grabbed her phone. It was a new message from Gossip Girl. Blair brightened, she could do with some gossip to take her mind off Chuck.

Blair gasped.

The bastard had done it. He'd tipped off Gossip Girl.

She was in utter shock, unable to register what had happened.

She didn't know what to feel; whether to cry at the loss of her reputation, whether to be angry at Chuck or whether to mourn the end of ... whatever they had had.

Tears welled up in Blair's eyes.

She threw herself down onto her bed, burying her face into her pillows.

Blair wanted to tear her pillows apart, to let out everything she was feeling... but she knew that nothing she did would erase what had just happened.

Blair lay on her bed for an immeasurable moment. She didn't think, she refused to feel; she just lay there.

'Miss Blair, you have visitor' Dorota's voice cut through Blair's reverie.

Blair didn't even bother to lift her head up.

'Miss Blair?' Dorota called again

Blair sighed

'Tell them to go away. Tell them I'm sick or not here. Just make something up'

' says he not leaving till you see him'

'Well, tell him that he'll be camped down there for a very long time

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Chuck was starting to get irritated. He rushed here after school, and she hadn't even bothered to see him. If this was what 'caring for someone' was like, then he could do without it, thankyou very much.

He decided to give her another five minutes. If she refused to come down, then Dorota or no Dorota, he was going up there.

Chuck glanced at his watch. Her five minutes were up. Chuck got up and started making his way up the stairs.

'Miss. Blair said you not to go up' Dorota announced

He pushed past Dorota. He didn't care what Miss. Blair said. She was going to see him whether she liked it or not.

Blair's door burst open.

She jumped up off her bed.

'What are you doing here?' she asked Chuck frostily.

'I just wanted to see you'

'Come to admire your handiwork?' Blair continued, her tone dangerous

Blair's eyes glistened with unshed tears. Chuck took a couple of steps towards her.

'I didn't send the tip, Blair'

'Don't play games with me Bass. You basically admitted that you wanted us to get found out'

'I never said that' Chuck protested

'You may as well have'

'I never wanted us to get found out. It's just that I don't want...' Chuck hesitated 'I'm tired of sneaking around with you'

The tears in Blair's eyes threatened to spill over.

'Then you may as well leave' she snapped back, icily 'I thought I was different to all your other whores, but obviously I was wrong'

'What are you talking about Blair?' Anger crept into Chuck's voice.

'You're tired of me. I can understand that; I'm not as pretty or as fun as Serena, It's no wonder everyone get's tired of me. So spare me Chuck, and leave'

Chuck took a step towards her, reaching out to touch her face.

Blair flinched. Chuck dropped his arm.

'I never said I was tired of you. I said I was tired of sneaking around with you'

'Same difference' Blair dismissed

'No, it's not'

Chuck gazed at her intently

'I'm tired of hiding out in closets...I want to make out with you in the courtyard, hold your hand in the hallways, I want to stroke your leg as we sit next to each other in class. I want to scheme with you, and argue with you, and not worry about who may burst in on us'

Blair gasped. Her heart leapt, as hundreds of butterflies erupted in her stomach.

'So you're saying, you want to come out of the closet?' she teased

'In a sense' Chuck smiled.

'So you're not here to dump me?' Blair asked, still wary

'You wish'

'Actually, I don't' she smiled, planting a soft kiss on Chuck's lips.

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'Are we really going to do this?' Blair asked pulling away from Chuck

'Why not?' Chuck grinned 'I've always loved a challenge'

'What about Nate?'

Chuck's stomach dropped, as he sunk onto Blair's bed

'Shit. I forgot about Nate'

Chuck groaned 'He's going to kill me... literally kill me'

Blair dismissed his fears

'If he was going to kill you he'd have done so today'

'And he would have, if he'd seen me'

'How could he have not seen you? You're kind of hard to miss'

'I may have hid in our closet until everyone left. The janitor's a nice guy... told me when the coast was clear'

'You hid in a closet?' Blair sniggered 'You are such a coward'

'I am not. I simply value my life' Chuck told her 'I don't know whether you've realised but Nate is in much better shape than I am. The guy runs every-freaking-day and the only exercise I get is... well, you. My life is over.'

Suddenly Blair's eyes clouded over.

'Mine too' she whispered sadly 'I can't go back to school, I'll be ridiculed; a social pariah'

'You'll be fine. You're a Waldorf' he assured her, wrapping his arms around her and bringing her into a hug.

Blair leaned into the hug. Being in his arms, made her feel as though things weren't so bad, but she knew that come Monday, her life was going to be very different. She winced at the thought, but quickly pushed it away. She'd face reality when she had to. For now, she was content where she was.

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Serena had come as soon as she could. She had been at dinner with her grand-mother and had only been able to get away just now.

She softly opened the door to Blair's bedroom.

'Blair?' she whispered

The room was dark, but she could see a human silhouette on the bed. Serena took a few steps towards the bed, and wrinkled her nose...

Chuck...

Blair lay in his arms, clinging to him as if her life depended on it. His face was buried in her hair.

Their bodies lay so close, it was almost as if they were one.

A perfect fit...

Serena may not have liked Chuck much, but maybe she hadn't given him enough credit. She was sure that after their secret came out, he'd leave Blair for dead, but here he was... comforting her.

Serena smiled. Perhaps he was human after all.