Story: "Don’t leave me behind"
Author: edwestwick (Ana)
Pairing: Chuck/Blair
Disclaimer: I don’t own Gossip girl ou used songs.
Summary: Chuck is going to leave New York for good after he saw Blair with Nate. Will Blair see who she really has papillons for and what if it’s too late?
“An would u like it if i put u into my world
There’s broken hearts in basements
An broken l’amour on the streets
toi were so fed up of it all always involving me”
“Do toi Wanna" Kooks
Chuck’s Pov
It had to be done. Of course it had. I made right decision. She couldn’t say it and she’ll be better off with Nathaniel. She’ll forget about me and she will be happy. I want her to be happy but I couldn’t stay. It’s for the better. Than why can’t I stop thinking about her? The look on her face when I told her I’m leaving. Why did she have to cry? She should know it’s for the better that I did it for her. Why did she have to change her mind and want me when everything had been going with her plan? But she will forget I’m sure. If I could just do the same. I should know toi can’t just forget Blair Waldorf and this new free Blair Waldorf is impossible to forget. Why do I have to think about her all the time? I’m in Monaco where usually I would be laying drunk with few girls on plage par now and where am I now? I’m drunk for sure but instead at the plage ou in club I’m laying in lit alone for seconde jour which makes it all time since I arrived.
With that thought I got up from my lit which looks like one big mess not that I’m any better I thought as I looked in the mirror. I haven’t showered ou changed clothes since Cotillion morning. Oh God why I’m thinking about this jour again? I can’t think about it. It’s the jour when new Chuck basse, bass who actually cared about something besides himself disappeared. That is definitely for the best. This new Chuck basse, bass who actually let himself do unacceptable and fall in l’amour with a girl and if that’s not enough his best friend’s girl was just weak. And everyone knows Chuck basse, bass is anything but weak. And it wasn’t even that good so I decided to take Blair’s conseil (better late than never) and murder these damn butterflies. Yes that’s it. Time to say goodbye to new Chuck for good and bring back old womanizing asshole Chuck Bass. And where’s better place to do that than Monaco?
After half and heure I was ready to go out. I showered, put on one of my suit pants and purple chemise (even far away I liked to think it would piss my father off) and called a maid to clean my suite. I walked down to a hotel bar and ordered a scotch. I had it immediately since I’m owner’s son. Something good from being Bart Bass’s son I thought with irony. I started looking around to find my slut for tonight. I saw petite brunette in the corner. Not this time. Try never. No plus brunettes. Pull yourself together Bass! You’re going to screw some hot chick and instead you’re thinking about her again! Just find someone already! Red head at the table, tableau in the middle. That will be fine. I was going to approach her when I felt someone suivant to me so I turned around. Tall blonde with rose lips and seductive smile. Nothing similar to chocolat curls ou bloody red lips. Short coverings almost nothing dress with almost non existing straps. Nothing like classy beautiful dresses and skirts. Perfect. I could do with that. I used to enjoy blondes. I gave her my best ‘I want to fuck toi right now’ smirk and shoved my tongue down her throat. I felt fraise lipstick and some fruit drink. As I continued s’embrasser my new conquest I couldn’t stop thinking about cheery and champagne. Headbands and limos. I used to like fraise so I’ll just stop thinking about cherry. It’s simple. One night with blonde and I will be over Blair Waldorf for good. So I pulled her to me and started walking to my suite.
Blair’s Pov
I heard noise downstairs and after a while someone’s steps on stairs. I figured it‘s probably Serena. I knew she would come because how long could I stop her from doing it? Hopefully she will be gone soon. It’s easy. Few smiles and ‘I’m okay’ and she will go away to the suivant time. I’m already surprised she waited two days when usually she would be here right after lire gossip girl’s post about soaking Blair Waldorf walking on the streets at midnight on Cotillion night instead of dancing with her date. Nate. That’s another problem. I’ll have to talk with him too. But as I continued to lay in my lit I couldn’t get myself to get up and do anything other than thinking about him. Like I was doing for past two days. I send Dorota away to my mother return suivant mois because I couldn’t stand her worried looks when I just want to be alone. I watched my phone vibrating again but I didn’t even bother to check it. Another gossip girl blast ou text from Nate and minions. Of course nothing from him. I bet he doesn’t have time between all of his whores to call me.
But why would he? He showed me it’s over for good. So if he could just déplacer on why can’t I? Because it’s my fault. Because really it is as much as I would like to not think that. I had gone back to Nate and I couldn’t tell him I l’amour him so why should I be surprised that he left? I would leave him too if he would even think of doing any of it. I should just pull myself together and forget about this since it’s not like I can do anything now. It shouldn’t be that difficult since he isn’t here and nobody knew about us only Serena and Humphrey. But I just can’t! I can’t even think about getting back together with Nate and pretending I’m in happy fairy tale.
I heard Serena calling my name and after a while she walked in. Of course she had worried look on her face as she sat down suivant to me.
“Blair toi should dress and go out.”
No shit genius. Sure I know I should do that.
“I’m fine S. It’s Christmas break so I decided to stay in instead of going out today.”
“B I know you’re upset about Chuck so why don’t toi just tell me about it and than we can go shopping ou watch Breakfast at Tiffany’s?”
She really can’t get it can she?
“I’m ok Serena. Me and Chuck are over for good and I don’t want to talk about it so if that’s all toi can go. I’m sure Cabbage Patch is waiting.”
“Blair I’m your best friend and I know you’re not ok. Come on toi can tell me anything. It can’t be that bad. I’m sure we can think of something to make it ok together.”
“We can’t S! It’s really over!”
And than I started crying. I really didn’t want to montrer her I’m not fine but I couldn’t stop it. She just hugged me and I told her everything.
“So toi see we can’t do anything. He’s gone for good.”
“You don’t know that B. toi know Chuck how he gets when he’s upset and do things without thinking. He will be back sooner than toi think.”
“No I know he won’t this time. I saw it in his eyes.”
“So we will bring him back.”
“Sure S. We just go there and throw him in the car and than bring him back to New York. Sorry I didn’t think of it sooner.” I rolled my eyes. Really could she be plus naive? “Even if I would go there he wouldn’t want to see me.”
“You don’t know that. He had time to calm down and think things over. toi just have to montrer him toi l’amour him and toi will be both happy back accueil before New Year.”
Maybe she’s right. Maybe I should go. Sitting her and crying over myself won’t help me. That’s it. I’m going to get him back and bring him accueil even if I will have to force him to do that.
“Ok help me pack S I have a plane to catch.”
Chuck’s Pov
I opened the door and thrown her on my lit already made up par maid when I had been gone. While taking her dress away I couldn’t stop thinking how wrong it feels. I wasn’t excited par her sluty lingerie and as I ripped it off of her all I could think about was soft slip and her delicate skin. Focus Bass! toi have naked, hot chick under toi and instead of fucking her you’re thinking about other girl who doesn’t really want you. Not like toi want her. No like toi wanted her. Did not do. It’s all in the past. So I focused on moaning and s’embrasser me blonde whose name didn’t matter to me. It’s just suivant whore. Not first not last. It will be a lot of sluts in my future. And no Blair Waldorf bullshit anymore. I grabbed her rougher and fucked her. Because I’m Chuck basse, bass and that’s what I do. After I ended with her I just left to bathroom pointing at the doors and heard them closing loud after a minute. I did what old Chuck would do so why I’m not feeling better? No wanting to think about it I just ended my bottle of scotch and passed out on the lit again without taking my clothes off.
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Thank for lire and please review :D
Author: edwestwick (Ana)
Pairing: Chuck/Blair
Disclaimer: I don’t own Gossip girl ou used songs.
Summary: Chuck is going to leave New York for good after he saw Blair with Nate. Will Blair see who she really has papillons for and what if it’s too late?
“An would u like it if i put u into my world
There’s broken hearts in basements
An broken l’amour on the streets
toi were so fed up of it all always involving me”
“Do toi Wanna" Kooks
Chuck’s Pov
It had to be done. Of course it had. I made right decision. She couldn’t say it and she’ll be better off with Nathaniel. She’ll forget about me and she will be happy. I want her to be happy but I couldn’t stay. It’s for the better. Than why can’t I stop thinking about her? The look on her face when I told her I’m leaving. Why did she have to cry? She should know it’s for the better that I did it for her. Why did she have to change her mind and want me when everything had been going with her plan? But she will forget I’m sure. If I could just do the same. I should know toi can’t just forget Blair Waldorf and this new free Blair Waldorf is impossible to forget. Why do I have to think about her all the time? I’m in Monaco where usually I would be laying drunk with few girls on plage par now and where am I now? I’m drunk for sure but instead at the plage ou in club I’m laying in lit alone for seconde jour which makes it all time since I arrived.
With that thought I got up from my lit which looks like one big mess not that I’m any better I thought as I looked in the mirror. I haven’t showered ou changed clothes since Cotillion morning. Oh God why I’m thinking about this jour again? I can’t think about it. It’s the jour when new Chuck basse, bass who actually cared about something besides himself disappeared. That is definitely for the best. This new Chuck basse, bass who actually let himself do unacceptable and fall in l’amour with a girl and if that’s not enough his best friend’s girl was just weak. And everyone knows Chuck basse, bass is anything but weak. And it wasn’t even that good so I decided to take Blair’s conseil (better late than never) and murder these damn butterflies. Yes that’s it. Time to say goodbye to new Chuck for good and bring back old womanizing asshole Chuck Bass. And where’s better place to do that than Monaco?
After half and heure I was ready to go out. I showered, put on one of my suit pants and purple chemise (even far away I liked to think it would piss my father off) and called a maid to clean my suite. I walked down to a hotel bar and ordered a scotch. I had it immediately since I’m owner’s son. Something good from being Bart Bass’s son I thought with irony. I started looking around to find my slut for tonight. I saw petite brunette in the corner. Not this time. Try never. No plus brunettes. Pull yourself together Bass! You’re going to screw some hot chick and instead you’re thinking about her again! Just find someone already! Red head at the table, tableau in the middle. That will be fine. I was going to approach her when I felt someone suivant to me so I turned around. Tall blonde with rose lips and seductive smile. Nothing similar to chocolat curls ou bloody red lips. Short coverings almost nothing dress with almost non existing straps. Nothing like classy beautiful dresses and skirts. Perfect. I could do with that. I used to enjoy blondes. I gave her my best ‘I want to fuck toi right now’ smirk and shoved my tongue down her throat. I felt fraise lipstick and some fruit drink. As I continued s’embrasser my new conquest I couldn’t stop thinking about cheery and champagne. Headbands and limos. I used to like fraise so I’ll just stop thinking about cherry. It’s simple. One night with blonde and I will be over Blair Waldorf for good. So I pulled her to me and started walking to my suite.
Blair’s Pov
I heard noise downstairs and after a while someone’s steps on stairs. I figured it‘s probably Serena. I knew she would come because how long could I stop her from doing it? Hopefully she will be gone soon. It’s easy. Few smiles and ‘I’m okay’ and she will go away to the suivant time. I’m already surprised she waited two days when usually she would be here right after lire gossip girl’s post about soaking Blair Waldorf walking on the streets at midnight on Cotillion night instead of dancing with her date. Nate. That’s another problem. I’ll have to talk with him too. But as I continued to lay in my lit I couldn’t get myself to get up and do anything other than thinking about him. Like I was doing for past two days. I send Dorota away to my mother return suivant mois because I couldn’t stand her worried looks when I just want to be alone. I watched my phone vibrating again but I didn’t even bother to check it. Another gossip girl blast ou text from Nate and minions. Of course nothing from him. I bet he doesn’t have time between all of his whores to call me.
But why would he? He showed me it’s over for good. So if he could just déplacer on why can’t I? Because it’s my fault. Because really it is as much as I would like to not think that. I had gone back to Nate and I couldn’t tell him I l’amour him so why should I be surprised that he left? I would leave him too if he would even think of doing any of it. I should just pull myself together and forget about this since it’s not like I can do anything now. It shouldn’t be that difficult since he isn’t here and nobody knew about us only Serena and Humphrey. But I just can’t! I can’t even think about getting back together with Nate and pretending I’m in happy fairy tale.
I heard Serena calling my name and after a while she walked in. Of course she had worried look on her face as she sat down suivant to me.
“Blair toi should dress and go out.”
No shit genius. Sure I know I should do that.
“I’m fine S. It’s Christmas break so I decided to stay in instead of going out today.”
“B I know you’re upset about Chuck so why don’t toi just tell me about it and than we can go shopping ou watch Breakfast at Tiffany’s?”
She really can’t get it can she?
“I’m ok Serena. Me and Chuck are over for good and I don’t want to talk about it so if that’s all toi can go. I’m sure Cabbage Patch is waiting.”
“Blair I’m your best friend and I know you’re not ok. Come on toi can tell me anything. It can’t be that bad. I’m sure we can think of something to make it ok together.”
“We can’t S! It’s really over!”
And than I started crying. I really didn’t want to montrer her I’m not fine but I couldn’t stop it. She just hugged me and I told her everything.
“So toi see we can’t do anything. He’s gone for good.”
“You don’t know that B. toi know Chuck how he gets when he’s upset and do things without thinking. He will be back sooner than toi think.”
“No I know he won’t this time. I saw it in his eyes.”
“So we will bring him back.”
“Sure S. We just go there and throw him in the car and than bring him back to New York. Sorry I didn’t think of it sooner.” I rolled my eyes. Really could she be plus naive? “Even if I would go there he wouldn’t want to see me.”
“You don’t know that. He had time to calm down and think things over. toi just have to montrer him toi l’amour him and toi will be both happy back accueil before New Year.”
Maybe she’s right. Maybe I should go. Sitting her and crying over myself won’t help me. That’s it. I’m going to get him back and bring him accueil even if I will have to force him to do that.
“Ok help me pack S I have a plane to catch.”
Chuck’s Pov
I opened the door and thrown her on my lit already made up par maid when I had been gone. While taking her dress away I couldn’t stop thinking how wrong it feels. I wasn’t excited par her sluty lingerie and as I ripped it off of her all I could think about was soft slip and her delicate skin. Focus Bass! toi have naked, hot chick under toi and instead of fucking her you’re thinking about other girl who doesn’t really want you. Not like toi want her. No like toi wanted her. Did not do. It’s all in the past. So I focused on moaning and s’embrasser me blonde whose name didn’t matter to me. It’s just suivant whore. Not first not last. It will be a lot of sluts in my future. And no Blair Waldorf bullshit anymore. I grabbed her rougher and fucked her. Because I’m Chuck basse, bass and that’s what I do. After I ended with her I just left to bathroom pointing at the doors and heard them closing loud after a minute. I did what old Chuck would do so why I’m not feeling better? No wanting to think about it I just ended my bottle of scotch and passed out on the lit again without taking my clothes off.
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