A/N So this is the last chapter. It took me awhile to really tie it up the way I wanted, but I'm glad how it turned out. I plan on writing a new story but I'm not quite sure what it'll be about. I can say it will not be a continuation of this story, but I might include another Nate/Chuck romance. Thanks for sticking with it, and I hope you'll keep on following what I have to write.

Chapter Six

Nate awoke to a knock on his door. It was Sunday, so he knew it wasn't his mother; she had been attending the same Sunday Brunch for the last eleven years. It took him awhile to figure out who it was.

Chuck.

Nate got up and opened his bedroom door.

"How the fuck did you get in here?"


"Nathaniel, please. Restrain yourself."

"Bass, answer me. Who let you in?"

"You've forgotten already. I've had a key since we were in middle school. But that's besides the point. We need to talk."

"I don't believe you. What makes you think you can come here and act so casual about what you did to me. What you're doing to me!"

"I'm not acting casual-"

"Just listen to yourself. You've been here for over thirty seconds and you haven't even attempted an apology. Just forget it Chuck. Whatever you came here to say, I don't want to hear it. Please, leave me alone."

Nate put on the steeliest glare he could muster and slammed the door shut in Chuck's face. As soon as it was locked, he collapsed. He didn't cry or wail or thrash in grief; he just slowly fell to the floor and stared at the door. He heard Chuck call his name for several minutes and then heard muffled footsteps walk away and a door closing.

He could not move. He was just stuck. He didn't want to do anything. He felt empty.

Why does this have to be so hard.

Nate just wanted everything to go back to how it was; how easy it had been before his whole deal with Chuck.

Before Chuck, life was easy. All his choices had been made for him. All he had to do was just show up when he was needed, smile, and then bid adieu. But now, he was so unsure of everything.

He loved Chuck. He truly did, but whenever Chuck was around he doubted himself. He hated feeling this confused. He wanted to hate Chuck, but he just couldn't, no matter how hard he tried. Chuck Bass had poisoned him, and Nate had a feeling that it would never go away.

Days passed, and Nate had tried his hardest to just push these feelings aside. He avoided Chuck, as well as everybody else. Serena had tried talking to him, but whenever she approached him, he just dismissed her. He hadn't talked o anyone for almost a week.

That is until Chuck cornered him.

"Nate, please, just let me explain myself."

"You know I don't want to talk to you so please just leave me alone."

"That's not going to work Nate. Just let me apologize."

"No. I don't want to hear your excuses. You hurt me and I can't forgive you. I just can't."

"Shut up Nate! Stop running away and face your problems. Let me back in."

Nate tried to walk away, but Chuck grabbed his arm, much like Nate had done that night that seemed so long ago.

"Let me go, Chu-"

Chuck pushed Nate against the wall of St. Jude's and pressed a searing kiss to Nate's lips. Nate resisted, and didn't kiss back. He felt the sting of tears in his eyes, but he refused to let Chuck win.

"Stop. Please, just stop. I don't want to play any of your sick games."

Chuck's eyes, full of hurt and sadness locked onto Nate's.

"I'm not playing any games. I never was."

"Then what are you doing? You've won. I'm broken. You took my heart and now I have nothing. When will you be happy?"

"When you love me again."

"Don't you get it? I never stopped. You did. You stopped loving me when you left me in that fucking limo and fucked Blair."

"I'm sorry Nate. How many times do I have to tell you. What I did with Blair wasn't me."

"Then who was it?" Nate's voice dripped with venom. He was not letting Chuck off hat easily."

"I did it to try and remind myself of who I am. Who I was."

"Then who are you, Chuck?"

"I don't know anymore. Before you, I knew who I was. I was cold and heartless. And alone. Unhappy with who I had become. But when I'm with you, I can see myself as being happy."

"You hurt me Chuck. More than anyone ever has. More than Blair. More than even my own father. I can't just forget what you did."

"I'm not asking for that. I'm just asking you to..."

"To what Chuck? Answer me. To take you back. I don't know if I have the strength to."

"Nate please. I love you."

"I know Chuck. And I love you, but I can't be with you."

Nate placed a soft kiss on Chuck's lips. He could taste the salty tears falling from the brunet's eyes.

"I'll never stop loving you Chuck."

With that, Nate walked away. He left Chuck alone, and didn't look back.