Real Life Fairytale; One-Shot
A/N: Yet again, another new fic da me this week, hehe. Except it’s a one-shot, which makes it different from the rest of the fanfics I wrote this week. XD
So I haven’t written a one shot in quite some time (like, two months), and I realized tonight how much I despise episode 2x20 (‘Remains of the J’). I mean, CV and NV and NB all in one eppie? *gags* Worst. GG. Episode. Ever.
Anyways, I decided to write this, and I know Chuck might seem just a tad bit out of character but I kinda had to make him, LOL, to make this fic work. ;)
Oh! And I know it's not very long, but I wanted to keep it short and sweet. ^^
Hope te like it! Enjoy!
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“Three words; eight letters – say it and I’m yours.”
“I…I…”
She pulled her hand away from his. “Thank you; that’s all I needed to hear.”
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“In the face of true love, te don’t just give up, even if the object of your affection is begging te to.”
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“I really am sorry.”
Their fingers intertwined, and he laid his forehead on her shoulder, baciare it.
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“Because…I Amore you.”
“…Well, that’s too bad.”
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All these memories were running through Blair’s head. She sighed. At a moment like this, after Nate rejected her, she thought of Chuck. How fucked up was that? She must still Amore that Basshole. Sure, she told Nate, Chuck, Serena, and a bunch of other people, about believing that she and Nate were still meant to be, but she was lying; she was lying to herself and everyone she told that to.
She stared at the ceiling hoping that at any second, she would just die, so that all of it was over.
“Things with Nate not go so well, Waldorf?”
“What do te want, Bass?” She hissed, giving up on trying to be strong; she didn’t care if she looked weak o broken, she just wanted it all to end…for good. “Did te come here to bask in the glory of being right about me & Nate? o did te come here to tell me te rekindled your Amore with that troll?”
“Blair-,” Chuck began, trying to find the right words to say.
A tear fell down the side of her face. “Just leave.”
“No,” he detto simply, taking a sede, sedile successivo to her on the bed. “Not until te hear what I have to say.”
Blair paused before nodding. “Fine; te have 5 minutes.”
“I just didn’t want to see te running back to Nate…and Vanessa didn’t want to lose Nate, and we wanted to make te two jealous…and I know that was wrong of us, but I did all of this because…I…I…I Amore te too, Blair Waldorf.” He felt a weight being lifted off his shoulders, and sighed of relief. He finally detto those three words back to her…but now, there was one più question, one più weight; did she still Amore him?
She turned her head to look at him, teary eyed. Before she knew what she was doing, she wrapped her arms around his neck, and their lips crashed. Blair pulled away for just a second, to give him an answer to the domanda in his head. “I Amore te too, Chuck Bass.”
Their lips met once more, and both had genuine smiles plastered on their faces. This was the fairytale Blair had dreamed of living when she was a little girl. Except, it wasn’t with Nate, and it wasn’t a fairytale anymore. It was with Chuck, and it was her real life fairytale. She was the queen, and he was her king.
Reviews are loved! <3
A/N: Yet again, another new fic da me this week, hehe. Except it’s a one-shot, which makes it different from the rest of the fanfics I wrote this week. XD
So I haven’t written a one shot in quite some time (like, two months), and I realized tonight how much I despise episode 2x20 (‘Remains of the J’). I mean, CV and NV and NB all in one eppie? *gags* Worst. GG. Episode. Ever.
Anyways, I decided to write this, and I know Chuck might seem just a tad bit out of character but I kinda had to make him, LOL, to make this fic work. ;)
Oh! And I know it's not very long, but I wanted to keep it short and sweet. ^^
Hope te like it! Enjoy!
--
“Three words; eight letters – say it and I’m yours.”
“I…I…”
She pulled her hand away from his. “Thank you; that’s all I needed to hear.”
--
“In the face of true love, te don’t just give up, even if the object of your affection is begging te to.”
--
“I really am sorry.”
Their fingers intertwined, and he laid his forehead on her shoulder, baciare it.
--
“Because…I Amore you.”
“…Well, that’s too bad.”
--
All these memories were running through Blair’s head. She sighed. At a moment like this, after Nate rejected her, she thought of Chuck. How fucked up was that? She must still Amore that Basshole. Sure, she told Nate, Chuck, Serena, and a bunch of other people, about believing that she and Nate were still meant to be, but she was lying; she was lying to herself and everyone she told that to.
She stared at the ceiling hoping that at any second, she would just die, so that all of it was over.
“Things with Nate not go so well, Waldorf?”
“What do te want, Bass?” She hissed, giving up on trying to be strong; she didn’t care if she looked weak o broken, she just wanted it all to end…for good. “Did te come here to bask in the glory of being right about me & Nate? o did te come here to tell me te rekindled your Amore with that troll?”
“Blair-,” Chuck began, trying to find the right words to say.
A tear fell down the side of her face. “Just leave.”
“No,” he detto simply, taking a sede, sedile successivo to her on the bed. “Not until te hear what I have to say.”
Blair paused before nodding. “Fine; te have 5 minutes.”
“I just didn’t want to see te running back to Nate…and Vanessa didn’t want to lose Nate, and we wanted to make te two jealous…and I know that was wrong of us, but I did all of this because…I…I…I Amore te too, Blair Waldorf.” He felt a weight being lifted off his shoulders, and sighed of relief. He finally detto those three words back to her…but now, there was one più question, one più weight; did she still Amore him?
She turned her head to look at him, teary eyed. Before she knew what she was doing, she wrapped her arms around his neck, and their lips crashed. Blair pulled away for just a second, to give him an answer to the domanda in his head. “I Amore te too, Chuck Bass.”
Their lips met once more, and both had genuine smiles plastered on their faces. This was the fairytale Blair had dreamed of living when she was a little girl. Except, it wasn’t with Nate, and it wasn’t a fairytale anymore. It was with Chuck, and it was her real life fairytale. She was the queen, and he was her king.
Reviews are loved! <3
