I'm going through Gossip Girl withdrawal this summer, as I'm sure many of you are, and I just had to write something CB. This came from rewatching the limo scene on youtube and again marveling at the sheer perfection. Just the way they hold each other makes me shiver.

Oh, and each chapter is going to be loosely based off of a song, and I strongly recommend listening to the song while reading. You know, for the full effect. :)

Disclaimer - Sadly, I do not own Gossip Girl. It belongs to the wonderful Cecily von Ziegesar and equally enchanting Josh Schwartz.

Read and tell me what you think please!

Knowing

You are the nighttime fear
You are the morning when it's clear
When it's over, you're the start
You're my head, you're my heart

"No Light No Light" by Florence and the Machine

...

You ask me if I'm sure, and the truth is that I've never been less sure or more afraid of anything in my life. I take the plunge anyway and close the distance between us because with you I don't feel like prim and proper Blair Waldorf. With you, I'm free Blair, crazy Blair with a dash of psychotic Blair.

Your fingers are splayed across my arm and you handle me like I'm the most fragile being you've ever held, ever kissed. Like your world revolves around me, if only for that moment.

My slip comes off and my tights and so does your jacket and your shirt and your bow tie and your pants until all that's left is me in nothing and you in your blue and white checkered socks and I giggle because I realize that they're your lucky socks and well, you got lucky tonight.

There's a moment before you enter me for the first time when you freeze and look into my eyes and I remember that you are little Chuck Bass who pulled my hair and pushed and shoved me on the playground and moody Chuck Bass whose biting remarks still sting to this day. You're disgusting, slimy, sleazy Chuck Bass, the boy mothers and fathers pray their little girls never meet.

Yet you're watchful Chuck Bass who always makes sure I never get too drunk and encouraging Chuck Bass who makes me feel better after a scolding from my mother in that sly way of yours and concerned Chuck Bass whose rough fingers that pulled my hair back in kindergarten hold it back when I'm heaving into my true throne. Thoughtful, helpful, caring Chuck Bass, at least to me.

Are you sure?

Yes. I am sure. Take me because tonight, I am yours and you are mine. You'll dive into me and we'll twist and writhe and moan in the darkness, where we belong. Then when the light of dawn appears in the sky, we'll pretend like it never happened. Like we didn't share seconds and minutes and hours of moments that took both of our breaths away.

All I ask tonight is please, please, please just make me feel like I belong.

Ahh, so many season one feels! I really, really miss season one. Gossip Girl truly used to be good television. I only stick around now for the characters that I've come to love, in the hopes that season six will live up to my high expectations. Who knows? Maybe it will.

Stick around for the next installment!