Forever Begins Now; Chapter One
Just less than half an ora ago, she had called him, only saying, “Chuck, I need you; we need you. Please come.”
And he could only say, “I’m on my way.”
Blair and Chuck had always known each other better than everyone else. From the very start; even when they first met each other in pre-k. And if Chuck knew Blair, he knew that she never called o needed anyone, unless it was urgent, o an emergency. Sure, he didn’t exactly know what she meant da ‘we’, but he still cared about her, even after that night at the Palace bar when she had come to him, begging to forgive her. But he didn’t; he had dato her a speech on how he didn’t want her. He had compared her to his father’s horses, and how he was fascinated da her when she was beautiful and untouched. Then, she had left, heartbroken.
But that was the past. And today was the present.
--
Chuck entered the building, only to be greeted da the doorman. He hurried over to the elevators, seeing one’s doors were about to close. “Wait!” he called out. A hand came out, and held the door for him. “Thank you-,” he began, until he saw who it was. “Nate?”
“Chuck?” Nate was dumbfounded. “What are te doing here?”
“Blair called me. She detto she – I mean, they, needed me. And I know her well enough to know she would never call someone she hates, o anyone at all, for that matter, unless she really, truly, needed help. How ‘bout you? What are te doing here?”
“Blair called me. She detto everything te just detto she said.”
Chuck nodded understandingly. “So, where do te think Serena is? I haven’t seen her in a while.”
“I dunno, man. I haven’t seen o heard from her in over a week. Maybe she’s with Blair.”
“Or maybe she’s the other part of ‘we’,” Chuck implied.
Nate looked up at him. “You really think so?”
Chuck shrugged, “Anything’s possible.”
There was a ‘ding’ and the elevator doors opened, to reveal an empty Waldorf penthouse.
“Hello?” Nate called. “Anyone? Blair?”
There was no answer. “I’m guessing no one’s home,” Chuck said, as he took a sede, sedile on a chair nearby.
“Yeah, I guess so,” Nate replied taking a sede, sedile across from Chuck.
There was a moment of silence; neither of them spoke, until Nate decided to break the silence. “Listen, man, I’ve been meaning to apologize for what happened that giorno when I attacked te in front of everyone-.”
Chuck cut him off. “It’s fine, Nathaniel. I’m just glad te didn’t give me a black eye like Humpty Dumpty did.”
The two of them laughed. “So are we cool?”
Chuck nodded. “We’re cool.”
That’s when they heard the elevator ding, and the elevator doors open. They turned to see if it was Blair, but no one came out. The elevator doors closed again, and Chuck got up from his seat, chuckling.
“Maybe she forgot to get off,” Nate suggested, laughing.
“Maybe,” Chuck replied, still chuckling. He pressed the button. “You know, Waldorf, you’re supposed to actually get off the elevator-.” He was cut off da the horrid sight in front of him. “Nathaniel, call 911!” he yelled hoarsely.
A/N: Dun, dun, dun! *scary music* I wonder what he saw…Oh wait! I do know what he saw; I’m the author, so of course I know. Also, I told one o two people about what happened; I told them the summary/plot/main idea, and gave them spoilers for this fic, so…you know who te are, hehe. Anyways, reviews are loved! I’d highly appreciate them. And oh, I’m already on chapter two, and I’m also working on the successivo chap of In Your Arms, Here I Lay, so…yeah!
te know te Amore me (I’ve decided to make this line one of my main end greetings o w/e te wanna call it),
XOXO Carrie.
P.S: This is AU, and takes place around 1x17. Serena`s still MIA, Blair`s pregnant, and - whoa. Did I just give te spoilers? My bad. *inoccent look*
Just less than half an ora ago, she had called him, only saying, “Chuck, I need you; we need you. Please come.”
And he could only say, “I’m on my way.”
Blair and Chuck had always known each other better than everyone else. From the very start; even when they first met each other in pre-k. And if Chuck knew Blair, he knew that she never called o needed anyone, unless it was urgent, o an emergency. Sure, he didn’t exactly know what she meant da ‘we’, but he still cared about her, even after that night at the Palace bar when she had come to him, begging to forgive her. But he didn’t; he had dato her a speech on how he didn’t want her. He had compared her to his father’s horses, and how he was fascinated da her when she was beautiful and untouched. Then, she had left, heartbroken.
But that was the past. And today was the present.
--
Chuck entered the building, only to be greeted da the doorman. He hurried over to the elevators, seeing one’s doors were about to close. “Wait!” he called out. A hand came out, and held the door for him. “Thank you-,” he began, until he saw who it was. “Nate?”
“Chuck?” Nate was dumbfounded. “What are te doing here?”
“Blair called me. She detto she – I mean, they, needed me. And I know her well enough to know she would never call someone she hates, o anyone at all, for that matter, unless she really, truly, needed help. How ‘bout you? What are te doing here?”
“Blair called me. She detto everything te just detto she said.”
Chuck nodded understandingly. “So, where do te think Serena is? I haven’t seen her in a while.”
“I dunno, man. I haven’t seen o heard from her in over a week. Maybe she’s with Blair.”
“Or maybe she’s the other part of ‘we’,” Chuck implied.
Nate looked up at him. “You really think so?”
Chuck shrugged, “Anything’s possible.”
There was a ‘ding’ and the elevator doors opened, to reveal an empty Waldorf penthouse.
“Hello?” Nate called. “Anyone? Blair?”
There was no answer. “I’m guessing no one’s home,” Chuck said, as he took a sede, sedile on a chair nearby.
“Yeah, I guess so,” Nate replied taking a sede, sedile across from Chuck.
There was a moment of silence; neither of them spoke, until Nate decided to break the silence. “Listen, man, I’ve been meaning to apologize for what happened that giorno when I attacked te in front of everyone-.”
Chuck cut him off. “It’s fine, Nathaniel. I’m just glad te didn’t give me a black eye like Humpty Dumpty did.”
The two of them laughed. “So are we cool?”
Chuck nodded. “We’re cool.”
That’s when they heard the elevator ding, and the elevator doors open. They turned to see if it was Blair, but no one came out. The elevator doors closed again, and Chuck got up from his seat, chuckling.
“Maybe she forgot to get off,” Nate suggested, laughing.
“Maybe,” Chuck replied, still chuckling. He pressed the button. “You know, Waldorf, you’re supposed to actually get off the elevator-.” He was cut off da the horrid sight in front of him. “Nathaniel, call 911!” he yelled hoarsely.
A/N: Dun, dun, dun! *scary music* I wonder what he saw…Oh wait! I do know what he saw; I’m the author, so of course I know. Also, I told one o two people about what happened; I told them the summary/plot/main idea, and gave them spoilers for this fic, so…you know who te are, hehe. Anyways, reviews are loved! I’d highly appreciate them. And oh, I’m already on chapter two, and I’m also working on the successivo chap of In Your Arms, Here I Lay, so…yeah!
te know te Amore me (I’ve decided to make this line one of my main end greetings o w/e te wanna call it),
XOXO Carrie.
P.S: This is AU, and takes place around 1x17. Serena`s still MIA, Blair`s pregnant, and - whoa. Did I just give te spoilers? My bad. *inoccent look*
