Chapter 2: Let's Play a Love Nate

[[I'm on a mission, and it involves some heavy touching, yo. You've indicated your interest I'm educated in sex, yes and now I want it bad.]]

The morning came fast, faster than either Chuck or Blair would have liked to admit. Nothing felt as it had the night before. The euphoria and fantasy world they had created in those moments of passion were gone and what replaced it was something far less appealing. With the sun streaming in Blair woke slowly, stretching her arms above her head she felt an odd, dull, ache in her lower stomach and as her mind questioned why the night of before came flashing back. She had let Chuck Bass seduce her; the man that slept with handfuls of woman at a time only to throw them away had convinced her to open her legs to him. Blair suddenly felt nauseous as she realized what she had done. Sitting up in the bed she looked around happy to find herself in her own bed and in her own room.

"Thank god." She mumbled to herself happy that she wasn't stupid enough to stay the night with Chuck. What a mistake that would have been, not that the night wasn't full of stupid mistakes. What the hell had she been thinking? She hadn't even fought with Nate; there had been no reason to give into Chuck. Blair couldn't rationalize what she had done but when she thought back to the incident she didn't remember feeling angry or regretful. She only remembered comfort and pleasure and all of those things she should have experienced with Nate, not Chuck. Blair knew she needed to stop thinking about it or else she'd either burst into tears or she'd handle it how she used to handle it. Something she had been trying to avoid for the last 2 years. Blair spent that sunday in bed.

When questioned by Dorota she simply shrugged saying she didn't feel well. When she asked her where her mother was it was Dorota's turn to shrug and claim she had no idea. Halfway through the day and halfway through three Godiva boxes Blair made her way downstairs to watch her favorite movies. Ones that comforted her for many years. After "Roman Holiday", "My Fair Lady", and "Breakfast at Tiffany's" Blair had a revelation. "It didn't happen." She claimed to herself. So that was it, she was going to ignore it. It never happened. It was all a bad dream and Blair was still the snowy white virgin she once was. Simple.

"I'm Holly." Blair said to herself as if it was obvious. "A girl with questionable actions but still classy to the core. Holly found her true love after everything she did. Who's to say I won't find Nate and we won't make up in the rain." This instantly put Blair's mind to ease and she went to bed knowing that the next morning would be a new day. A new day when a clean slate. The next morning with a new found forgiveness for herself Blair got out of bed and began to get ready for school.

Chuck sat in his limo as the driver drove him to school. He couldn't stop thinking of the night, and of the girl that had writhed underneath him. She had been so hot, so fresh, and so soft. This wasn't Chuck Bass. He didn't think fondly of his past conquests the way he was at this moment. He laughed and smirked and often found something to criticize in their technique. But Blair was different. He knew her. He knew her better than he knew himself. He tried to push this off as it being because of their lifetime of friendship but it was eating at him. He was craving to touch her again, to smell her again, and to just be with her again. Blair. Blair Waldorf, the only girl in the world he respected. He never should have slept with her, obviously because of Nate but he knew the dangers of sleeping with someone you actually think fondly of. That never led anywhere good. This had been a big mistake, yet Chuck felt the need to push her, they way he had the night before.

As the limo came to stop Chuck got out and instantly spotted Nate leaning up against a brick wall. Walking up to him he saw the joint in his hand and smiled, he needed a good high.

"Hey man, so I hear you finally got a piece of Blair last night. Or is that just the housekeepers trying to keep themselves entertained with rumors?" Chuck asked slyly hoping to get some information from his friend. When Nate saw Chuck he instantly handed over the joint and Chuck took it without a second thought. As Chuck took the hit Nate nodded.

"Yeah, I don't know what got into her last night." 'Me.' Chuck thought instantly. "But she took me up to your suite and stripped down. I don't know what she was playing at." Chuck smirked and laughed a bit with a nod as he exhaled and handed the week back to his friend.

"Man, she was obviously trying to sleep with you. You are so oblivious sometimes. You can tell whenever Serena isn't wearing a bra but your girlfriend throws herself at you and you miss it? If I were you I'd go to Blair, take what she's offering, before she starts offering it to someone else. You've put in... What? 11 Years into that high maintenance relationship? Take what you've earned." Nate didn't question why Chuck was so insightful into their situation, maybe he assumed it was because of Chuck's endless affairs with endless woman but Nate nodded liking his friend's idea.

"You have a point. I'll talk to her after school today, see if she wants to do something tonight to make up for the missed attempt last night." Chuck smirked, Nate always took the bait.

"I'll hook you up with one of the suites at The Palace, on me." Nate took the offer and when Nate saw Serena he gave Chuck a nod before heading off to talk to her.

Chuck leaned against the wall looking around at all the scattered teenagers talking or looking at the phones and that's when he spotted Blair with her followers. Pulling out his cell phone he sent her a quick text.

'Back of the English building. Meet me. -CB.'

Chuck watched, waiting for her to indicate she would go. Once he saw her say goodbye to her friends and head towards the place he had instructed Chuck headed over as well. He was there a few seconds before she was and when she turned the corner he smirked while her face instantly showed her disgust. Before he could open his mouth she was ready with a statement.

"No Chuck." Blair started as she shook her head. "Before you even start to move those... lips of yours let me make one thing clear. Nothing happened. It was a dream. It was a figment of your imagination. It was fiction. It was whatever you need it to be for it to not have existed. Do I make myself clear or should I draw you a diagram? I am going to lose my virginity to my boyfriend..." There she went slipping back into the movie in her head.

"If he'll ever take it." Chuck said cocking an eyebrow. Blair looked at him annoyed, more so with the fact she was interrupted than his statement.

"We are going to live happily ever after..." Blair took a few steps towards him with her Michael Kors shoes. "And I swear to god Chuck if you do anything to prevent that from happening I will lie. Who do you think Nate will believe? Me, his perfect, loyal, girlfriend. Or you... must I say more? And I will rip every appendage from your body starting with..." And her eyes traveled slowly to his crotch. OK this was backfiring, now she couldn't stop thinking about his body, especially that specific part. Blair's stomach pulled in a bit as she remembered his perfectly shaped erection inside of her. Oh this was majorly backfiring and the thoughts from the night before were making her knees weak. Chuck unaffected by her little rant smirked.

"If you want to touch it, feel free." Chuck said as he reached out for her hand to grasp and Blair pulled back rolling her eyes.

"I mean it, Chuck. If you say anything he'll hate you. He'll forgive me, I mean he cheated on him, he'd have to. But you... you're his best friend... what you did was unforgivable. Making me, the love of his life, another number on that long list of yours."

"I don't keep a list." Chuck said the smirk still on his lips resisting the urge to point out Nate didn't consider her the love of his life. "Who's to say he'd even be mad? Maybe he'd be relieved that he could finally break up with you without feeling bad. I mean what is holding you two together, really? You haven't slept with him; he feels no obligation towards you. Better lock it down with Nate before he moves on to someone else. Speaking of which I'm pretty positive he's chatting it up with our favorite blond friend. Oh those two... precious if you ask me." Chuck was pushing as hard as he could as subtly as he could. He wanted her to run to Nate, to throw herself at him again and if he had done well with Nate, he would catch. Chuck found he had done enough to push the two together. So smiling he started moving towards the quad he gave her a shrug.

"How do you plan to fake it with Nate? If you need a reminder of those noises you made just let me know." Giving her a wink Chuck turned his back and left.

Blair stood there and she swallowed hard, anger washing over her. She hated that he was the one person she couldn't push or control. Something about that ate at her. If he was trying to make her not want Nate he had done a poor job. She would sleep with Nate. Prove Chuck wrong. Succeed this time, unlike the last. She had to keep him even if it meant pushing him to be with her. While Blair never wanted to have to force him these were special circumstances, there was proving to Chuck that had to be done.

Little did Blair know she was playing into Chuck exactly as he had wanted. He knew they would eventually have sex but there was a part of him that wanted control over it. Over them. Over her. If it was going to happen it would be on his terms. Why he was caring so much about it, he had no idea. A feeling of possessiveness was starting to occur and Chuck knew he had to push this feeling aside and ignore the growing ache he was starting to feel for the brunette. He had one rule, and it was to never fall in love, if his childhood taught him anything it was that love led to pain. A pain he never wanted to feel. Pushing her to be with Nate not only gave him the control but it kept her unavailable. Something that would stop any urge he had, something that should have stopped him before.

Lunch came quickly and all Blair had been able to think about until then was sleeping with Nate. She needed to talk to him, to make plans for the weekend or even a weeknight. She felt this urgency to get together with him and she hadn't known what had caused that sudden need. As Blair sat with her minions on the steps of the Met Blair was lost in her own world until she heard the words "Chuck Bass." This snapped her from her daze instantly.

"Chuck what?" Blair asked wanting to know why Chuck was being brought him when that was a rare occurrence. Fear started to grab Blair. Oh god. Did they know? Did they hear? How did they know? Gossip Girl? How did she know? Hazel looked to Blair as she took a bite of her mango, low-fat yogurt.

"I finally got into Chuck's appointment book; I've only been trying since sophomore year." She said matter-of-factly to Blair. Penelope was quick to interject before Blair could react.

"Why the excitement? He's gross and he sleeps with everything and everyone." Penelope rolled her eyes as she dipped her spoon into her parfait. Hazel only scoffed assuming she was jealous.

"You're just jealous that he slept with you freshman year and never called you." Hazel said narrowing her eyes at the brunette. Penelope didn't respond and only rolled her eyes for the second time. "I mean normally he's only into older call girls but..."

"And virgins." Blair butted in without a second thought. Then she realized she probably should have kept that to herself.

"Oh yes, and virgins." Hazel confirmed with a nod.

"You, of which my dear, are neither." Blair pointed out pointing her spoon towards the blond girl. "Why the sudden interest in trying to get into those pants?" Her question may have been a little selfish but she was queen, they had to answer.

"You could catch something." Penelope tossed in and that was when Blair's stomach sunk. She could catch something. They hadn't used protection, she knew Chuck and she knew Chuck well enough to know he always used protection. He hadn't last night. Or had he? Did she not notice? She was the inexperienced virgin after all. Then she shook his head ignoring the thoughts. For something that never happened she sure couldn't stop thinking about it.

"Listen," Hazel started. "He's Chuck Bass, heir to Bass Industries. If I can get in there than my future could look bright. Maybe he'll like me, than you never know, I could land my spot as a mistress, or a wife, or something..."

"You're goaling to be a mistress? For what? The free penicillin and a tennis bracelet once in a blue moon? Chuck doesn't give gifts to his whores and Chuck will never get married." Blair added quickly. "He won't. I've known him longer than any of you and he's been saying since we were kids he'll never get married and trust me, he still holds onto that truth. He's like.... afraid of it or something, so you'll have better luck landing yourself as a future Wednesday night girl than a ring." The girl knew Blair was right but they still wanted to hope.

"But why Chuck?" Penelope asked after Blair made it clear Hazel's goals were a little far fetched. "I mean, yes, he's a Bass but all the guys that go here, save a few, are going to be rich. Why the walking advertisement for date rape?"

"Yes, all these guys will have a chunk of money but he's an only child and from the looks of it his father isn't getting married any time soon, and you know any kid he has on the side won't have a claim to the Bass fortune. He'll inherit it all. Out of everyone at this school he'll end up the richest. Tell me that's not worth doing a few... favors for." Hazel asked with a smirk raising her eyebrows. "Besides if anything I'll get a good night out of it, I here he's phenomenal in bed. Something about foreign stewardesses or some non-sense. We don't all have a handsome boyfriend likely to be in politics and then have a chance to be the first lady, the rest of us have to work dirty for what we want."

Blair couldn't believe the conversation they all were having, this was for sure a first but before she could say anything Nate was by her side asking to speak with her. Blair put down her yogurt as quickly as she could almost spilling it and she stood with a nod. Nate led them away from the girls and he smiled bringing his hand up to the side of her arm pulling her in a bit.

"I know last night was my fault. I didn't realize what you wanted; I thought you were just fooling around. So I have made us special reservations, at The Palace, for tonight. I figured the two of us we could have dinner, a few drinks… then start where we left off last night. Sound good?" Nate didn't give her a chance to answer and instead he leaned in kissing her forehead. "I'll see you tonight."

Blair didn't care that it would be at the Palace, or that he wasn't giving her much of a choice, or it was happening suspiciously soon after her chat with Chuck. Blair was just thrilled he was showing interest in her in a way she had been hoping. Resisting the urge to sequel in front of her followers she merely smiled as she walked back over to her group. When they all gave her questioned looks she only shrugged.

"He was just telling me how much he loves me and all." The other girls just sighed in jealousy. Blair picked up her cell phone and sent Chuck a cocky text. 'Nate does love me. You jackass. –Blair Waldorf.' Blair happily tossed her cell phone into her bag before starting up a new conversation with the girls on the steps below her.

Blair couldn't contain her excitement as she rode to The Palace. Butterflies were invading her stomach and the smile hadn't moved from her face since school. She was finally going to be with her boyfriend and she would prove Chuck wrong. Blair didn't realize how it was wrong to be thinking about Chuck at a time like this but she was just happy to finally be getting, what felt like, everything she had ever wanted. She was almost compelled to start scribbling 'Mr and Mrs Nate Archibald' all over her notebooks like she had when she was younger.

When the car came to a stop Blair exited and made her way into the building. She didn't bother looking around the lobby or the people there she just wanted to get up to the suite he had booked for them. The elevator ride was torturous but once she walked into the hall Blair went to the room he had sent her in a text message. She chose to ignore the fact that it was so close to Chuck's. Pushing the door open her smile turned into a grin when she saw the candles and roses that were in the room. Nate seemed like the perfect boyfriend at this moment and her past mistake was a distant memory.

If Blair had known who really had sent up the candles and roses she probably would have left right then. Putting her bag down she saw Nate come in behind her with a bottle of champagne. Ripping off the gift tag from Chuck he shut the door with his foot and poured them both a glass. He knew he needed a drink, Nate pushed away his doubts and told himself this was right. Blair stepped away from him taking her bag into her hands again.

"I'll be back." Blair stepped away from him and into the bathroom to change. Nate sat on the edge of the bed waiting patiently and he started drinking straight from the bottle. He didn't know why he felt the need to be far from sober when he finally slept with Blair, he should be happy but thoughts of Serena kept invading his thoughts. When Blair finally came out in her white lingerie set Nate smirked. He could defiantly do this.

Gossip Girl Blast - Spotted: N and B entering The Palace. My sources tell me they have only booked for one night. After tonight will our Snow White's snow not be so white? Speaking of doing the naughty I hear Hazel is trying to work her way into the Bass family using what she's got between her legs. If I know our resident Devil Hazel's attempts will fail faster than Jon Gosselin's attempts at appearing innocent.

AN - Here is a little preview at Chapter 3

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