Young, Stupid And Still In Love.

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AN: Okay so I know that I should be adding chapters to my other stories but my computer crashed and deleted them so I have to start all of them again which pissed me off so much. So here's a new story. Blair goes to Chuck at the railway station to tell him not to leave but Eva sees her and realises who she is. And Chuck and Blair both realise something...

Eva came out of the train station, bag in hand. Henry had told her to go and check the train times, she was looking for the board with the timings on when, suddenly a car door threw itself open and out came a brunette beauty dressed in a crimson floor length gown. The brunette began running but Eva stopped her.

"Wait" She called.

"Excuse me? I have to go" Cried the brunette.

"Blair? Is your name Blair?" Eva asked. The brunette clutched her matching red clutch bag and nodded.

"Yes, yes it is"

"He's up there" She pointed to the upstairs of the railway station. "You can have him" She mumbled.

"Excuse me?" Blair asked shocked.

"He wants you. Sometimes, he mumbles your name in his sleep" She paused as she felt tears coming to her eyes. "He loves you, not me"

Blair stared at this French blonde. She looked sweet, she was sweet, and she was beautiful too. Blair suddenly felt horrible to what she was doing to her.

"I'm sorry" She mumbled. Eva stared at her.

"Go, he won't be waiting forever"

Blair smiled at the blonde before running off.

It was the fastest she had ever run in her entire life. Her scarlet Jimmy Choo pencil thin heels nearly breaking off. She saw him, in a shirt and jeans. Holding two train tickets. She sprinted for him and he looked up, his face showed sheer shock and something else. Love. The love that he used to show her, it was in his eyes. Now, that look Blair had gone so long without seeing was back.

"Chuck!" She called as she sprinted.

"Blair?" He asked quietly. He had dreamed of this moment for so long, now it had come. He didn't know what to do, whether to shake hands or kiss her on the cheek but it seemed she had different ideas as she leapt into his arms. Her thin arms locking around him as though he were her long lost husband, gone away to sea who had returned after many years.

He held her as close to him as he possibly could, inhaling her coconut smell of shampoo coming from her brunette locks. He breathed in her scent and smiled. It was like a drug to him, a drug he had gone so many long months without.

He couldn't think about anything else, nothing else in the world mattered to him anymore. Just her. Knowing she was in his arms, safe. He ignored the fact that his gunshot wound was killing him as she pressed herself against it, but he didn't care.

He didn't realise she was crying until he felt the wet on his cheap scratchy shirt.

"Blair" She pulled away to look at him. "Why are you crying?" He asked as she wiped away a tear with his thumb.

"Because, you're here. Your safe" She wept as she smiled and hugged him again. He kissed her temple. Yes, this was defiantly better than a handshake.

"Eva's gone. Isn't she?" He mumbled. Blair nodded against him.

"Yes. I ran into her, I feel so bad Chuck" Her tears came again. Chuck soothed her.

"Shhh, it's okay. Don't cry, it'll all be okay. What did she say?" He soothed.

"That I could have you. She knew my name, how did she know my name Chuck?" She pulled out of his arms and stared at him.

"I don't know. She was going to see what time the train leaves, I knew she knew something, she was off with me"

"Why didn't you tell me you were shot?" She asked. Tears burning her eyes.

"I'm surprised you didn't shoot me yourself" He chuckled. "But I didn't want you to worry" He smiled slightly.

"I have shot you. Lots of times, in my dreams. But if I had any idea, I would've been by your side as fast as I could."

"When I woke up, my ID was gone. I hurt people, I hurt you the worst. I figured that you would just be better off without me" He explained. "I wrote you a letter explaining everything" He added.

"A letter?" He nodded.

"It'll be waiting for you at your penthouse" He announced.

"So, when are you coming back?" She asked.

"I'm not. You will be better off without me in your world, I'll just mess it all up again. I'll hurt you again" He replied.

"Maybe you will, but it wouldn't be my world without you in it" She replied.

"I can't hurt you again"

"Then don't"

"I can't. To not hurt you, I can't be with you and the thought of being near you but not with you. I couldn't do that. It would drive me insane" He explained to her.

"This belongs to you" She produced the small black Harry Winston box and handed it him. He stared at it as though it were a severed head. After a while of staring at it he looked up at her. She had tears back in her eyes. "You were going to propose, on the top of the Empire State Building weren't you? Serena told me"

Chuck nodded. "Yes, but when you didn't show, I hurt you again"

"I know" She looked down at the floor. He handed her back the box, she stared at it, then at him.

"This ring was only made for one person. It's yours" He took one step closer to her and leaned down slightly so that his mouth was level with her cheek. He felt her hold her breath and freeze as he planted a kiss on her cheek. Slowly, he put his mouth up to her ear.

"Even if you don't feel the same, I still love you Blair. Nothing will ever change that, I promise." He whispered. He felt her place one of her dainty hands on his chest, right on his shattered heart of ice. Her hand was warm and he knew that even long after she removed her hand, he would still be able to feel her handprint.

He pressed his lips to her skin one last time. Allowing himself the scent of her beautiful skin. She looked up at him, tears streaming down her face once again. He removed the hand that was placed on his heart and began to walk away.

He couldn't seem to stop the tears that he was fighting to keep back. He couldn't cry. He refused to cry, especially in front of her. He was always the train wreck in the relationship, but he never shed a tear in front of her. That was his rule. He pulled his bag up on his shoulder and he hobbled with his cane. He wanted to look back, but he couldn't. It was killing him, yes but he couldn't watch her stare after him.

Suddenly, the click-click of heels came running up behind him and he could hear the swaying of the crimson dress.

"Chuck!" The pained cry was simple enough and he turned around to see her standing opposite him again, the ring box still in her hand.

"I still love you! I don't think I'll ever be able to stop. Please, don't leave." She cried. Shit! She thought to herself, she was supposed to be the Ice Queen, she wasn't supposed to tell him her feelings. Not ever again. "I mean, where will you even go?" She added. Chuck looked down at the two train tickets in his hand.

"Well, these tickets are for London..."

She couldn't have him going to London, that was too far away.

"Please don't go. Come back to New York. Everything will work out eventually, I promise." She promised him.

"I can't. All of the things we did together are there. Like the Empire and Constance."

"Start over, it can be done. I mean, look at Serena." Blair replied. Chuck thought about this. "You talk about being this 'New Man' but this new man is just a coward. Just because things have gotten bad, doesn't mean there gonna get worse. But they won't get better, unless you do something about it!" Blair protested like a stubborn child.

Chuck looked at her as though he were about to shout at her and Blair prepared herself for the worst.

"You know what Blair, your right. You still got that box?" He asked. Blair handed him the box.

"I proposed in the wrong country." Chuck said getting down on one knee as best as he could with his gunshot wound. "Blair" He began

"Oh Chuck!" Blair gasped as he took her hand.

"I have loved you from the very first moment I saw you. You are my everything; I will do anything for you because I love you. and I know that I have caused you so much pain and I know I can't take it back, but I will try and make it up to you every day for the rest of my life."

Blair began to cry.

"Blair Cornelia Waldorf would you make me the happiest man on earth by becoming my wife? Will you marry me?" Chuck was shaking all over and so was she, he could feel her hand trembling inside his and he was sure she'd be able to hear his heartbeat it was that loud.

"Chuck" She began. Chuck held his breath. "O...Of course I will!" She cried. Chuck was sure that his heart stopped as the largest explosion of butterflies came into his stomach.

"R-really?" He stuttered. He was expecting to wake up any second. This couldn't be happening. This wasn't right! But yet, here she was. Agreeing to marry him.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" She repeated. A smile burst across Chuck's face.

Chuck smiles as he puts the ring on Blair's finger and kisses it. Then, he stands up and she wraps her arms round him, he picks her up and twirls her around. She kisses him and places a hand to his face. Butterflies burst through their stomachs.

"Ahem" A small voice coughs. Blair and Chuck stop to see Eva standing there with a clear plastic bag.

For the first time in her life, Blair feels sorry for someone other than herself or her friends. This woman, thought that Chuck was perfect. Her Prince Charming and suddenly Blair looked and felt like the wicked witch.

"Eva, what are you doing here?" Chuck asked surprised.

"Serena told me everything. Here, it's your things they took in Prague" Eva explained handing Chuck the bag.

"Thank you" He thanked. Blair could see the hurt and the tears in Eva's eyes, Eva began to walk away. Blair looked at Chuck, he was upset. She didn't like seeing him upset. He didn't like knowing that he had broken Eva's heart.

"Talk to her" Blair whispered to Chuck. Chuck began to walk after Eva as Blair watched without taking a breath.

"Eva" He began. Eva spun around.

"What is it Henry, don't you think you've hurt me enough?" Eva shot at Chuck.

"Just let me explain" He began.

"Don't bother, Serena already told me everything"

"Well, hear it from my point of view" He replied. Eva looked as though she was listening so Chuck continued. "Her name is Blair" Eva stared at Blair.

"I know who she is" Eva shot back.

"How?" He asked. Eva took a deep breath and exhaled it.

"When you were shot, I went through your pockets to see if I could find any ID and I found a picture of her crumpled up. Brown eyes, brown hair, perfect pore less skin. I knew you loved her. Then, right before you woke up every night you mumbled 'Blair'. When I saw her I knew. You love her, not me. I was so stupid, I knew it was too good to be true. Is she from New York?" She asked.

Chuck nodded. "Yes. Eva I've been lying to you, my name is not Henry Prince, it's Chuck Bass. I own Bass industries after my Father passed away" He explained.

"I know. You love her. Don't you?" She asked. Chuck turned around to see Blair standing there watching them. "I mean, what's not to love? She's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen" Eva added.

Chuck noticed a man that looked strangely familiar, staring at Blair. Chuck signalled Blair with his hand and she began to rush over to him and Eva. She stopped when she came to Chuck's side. Chuck wrapped his arm around Blair's waist.

"Blair, this is Eva, she saved my life in Prague" Chuck announced. Blair attempted a smile at Eva.

"I'm going to leave now, goodbye Henry oh sorry, Chuck, goodbye Blair" Eva turned away from the man she loved and the woman he loved and walked away.

Blair pulled away from Chuck's arm and began to run after Eva. Chuck caught her hand.

"What are doing?" He asked.

"I have to speak to her" Blair replied removing her hand from his and running toward Eva. Chuck stared at the man that was staring at Blair before. He was now watching her again, Chuck recognised him from somewhere but he wasn't sure where.

"Eva!" Blair cried. The blonde turned around.

"Yes?"

"Thank you, for saving Chuck's life. I owe you everything, I owe you my life" Blair thanked. Eva smiled slightly.

"You know, I'm supposed to hate you. You stole my man but when I saw you together, I saw that you were perfect for each other" eva said. "Just do one thing for me please?" Eva asked.

"What is it?" Blair asked.

"Look after him, please" Eva asked, tears falling from her eyes.

"Of course I will" Blair replied. Eva walked away and Blair, Chuck hobbled over to Blair. Blair turned around to look at Chuck.

"Blair, I can't go back to the city. Not yet. It's too soon" Chuck whispered. "But you go. I'll meet up with you soon"

"No. No, you're coming back with me" Blair protested. She knew that if she let him go, he may never come back. And she couldn't lose him again. It would kill her.

"I can't. I'm a coward; I can't face up to what I did. I need to go to London, just for a while." Chuck picked up his bag by its handle, she placed her hand on his arm. He looked into her eyes, they were filled with hope and agony and pain and love.

"And you expect me to actually believe you'll come back?" She asked sarcastically.

"Yes. You know I will. This ring" He took her hand and they both stared at the diamond set in platinum. "Is my promise to you." He kissed her hand.

"I don't want to not be with you." She whispered in her hurt voice. He knew that he had let her down again. She was hoping that he would come back to New York with her and Serena and she'd show off her ring to anybody she saw. And in time, people would come to forgive him for what he did with Jenny Humphrey. If Blair could forgive him, anyone could.

Suddenly, he had an idea. He wasn't ready to go back to the Upper East Side yet. He needed time to think, to sort his apologies out. And he needed her with him, to help him.

"Then come with me. You have two weeks before Columbia starts. We'll be back by then" He announced his eyes glistening with hope and happiness.

"What? Chuck, are you crazy? Where would we even go? The hotels will be packed and-" Chuck cut her off.

"I'm Chuck Bass. We'll find somewhere to stay"

"I don't have any clothes-"

Chuck sighed. She was making excuses. She was scared.

"Serena can take them back to New York, I'll buy you some new clothes" Chuck replied. Time was running out. He was sure their train was leaving soon. Blair stared at him. "Time's running out Blair. Make your decision" He didn't want to hurry her but there was little time left.

"Chuck, this is crazy! No! Stop! We can't just run away like everything is okay, we can't just pretend that we don't care about things! I have college. We can't just run away like stupid teenagers, and if we leave, who knows if we'll actually ever come back? Were not safe Chuck, we never have been and we never will be. And its one thing you being missing but if I go missing too, my Daddy will have a search party out looking for me if I don't show up to his tomorrow for dinner-" She removed her hands from his and put them up to her face as though she was stressed.

"Attention Passengers, would all those travelling from Paris to Paddington, London with Euro Star please make their way to gate 6. The train will be leaving in 5 minutes" A voice with a thick French accent announced. Blair and Chuck were so busy talking that she missed the French announcement for it.

Blair stared at Chuck.

"Blair, of course it's crazy." He took her hands. "Our whole relationship is crazy and I know that I will have to really work to get our relationship to what it used to be before everything got so fucked up and I meant what I said that night, were never going to be safe. So, are you brave enough? Or aren't you? We have 5 minutes. Then I'm gone, whether you want to come with me or not is up to you"

"And you promise we'll be back before Columbia starts?"

"I promise. So, what's your decision?"

"Okay, I'm brave enough. Let's go"

"Really?" He asked shocked. Blair smiled at him.

"Show me London Chuck Bass" She smiled. He pulled his bag up onto his shoulder and took his cane in the same hand, then with the other hand he reached out for hers. "Oh and, by the way, on this long, awful middle class train ride. I wanna hear everything about how you nearly died holding onto this ring that sits perfectly on my finger" She said. Chuck knew that he would have to tell her everything, but not on a public train. Anybody could be listening. So he smiled and nodded.

"Come. We've got a train to catch" He said. She looked at his hand and placed hers into his as they walked away into the loud noise of trains pulling in and out of the station, the sound of busy business men and women going home for the night after long meetings and the glow of the street lamps glistening in the nights.

Gossip Girl: Spotted: An M.I.A. Boy Billionaire and Queen B, reunited in Paris, the city of love. And jumping on the Euro Star. Ew! Where's the Bass private jet C? Even you should know that royalty doesn't take the Euro Star! And what is that glistening on B's left hand? I'm calling you all into service kiddies, since it's not clear where C and B are headed send pics and tips to me ASAP, a secret doesn't stay secret for long if Gossip Girl has anything to do with it!

Xoxo- Gossip Girl.

AN: Hmm... What did you think? What are Chuck and Blair gonna do now? When are they gonna come back to New York? Who was that man watching Blair? Don't forget to review and let me know what you think. xoxo Beth.