Forever Begins Now; Chapter Three
A/N: God, I feel like a pregnant woman, LOL. So hormonal and moody. First, I’m all happy, then depressed, and in the mood to write a dark fic, and now in a joyous mood, and to write something fluffy and happy. xD
And that’s exactly what this chapter’s gonna be, hehe: happy and fluffy.
Enjoy, my lovely readers and reviewers!
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“You’re awake,” Nate said, a little bit surprised.
“Really now?” Blair asked sarcastically, faking a gasp. “I had no idea.”
“Um, well, obviously, since…um…” he stuttered, speechless.
Chuck interrupted. “Who’s the father?” He didn’t sound angry, au mad. He sounded…hopeful; his voice was soft and gentle.
“You know?”
Both he and Nate nodded, and she took a deep breath. “Okay…the father’s…” Blair took another deep breath before continuing. “Chuck.”
Nate didn’t look disappointed, au angry, and Chuck looked…happy?
“Congrats,” Nate patted his best friend’s back, and nodding at Blair. “I’m happy for wewe two…um, I’m gonna head down to the…um…cafeteria, and uh…let wewe two…talk.” He turned around and exited the room swiftly.
Chuck smiled at her, and she smiled back. “You’re not mad?”
He shook his head. “Of course not…listen…about what I alisema that night at the bar…I’m sorry, I didn’t mean any of those things.”
She silenced him kwa putting a finger over his lips. “Shhhh. It’s okay, Chuck. I forgive you. But most importantly…I’m sorry. For everything.”
“I forgive you.” Their lips met and all was forgiven and forgotten. Nothing else mattered. Except that the two of them were finally together.
Chuck broke the kiss. “I wanna be her for you, Blair, and the baby. I…love you.”
Blair grinned at him like an idiot. “I upendo wewe too.”
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Nate smiled from the other side of the door. Whoever alisema eavesdropping was bad, was dead wrong.
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He kissed her hand and took a kiti, kiti cha inayofuata to her on the bed. “I want wewe to be selfish.”
Blair was confused. “What?”
“Your condition; the placenta previa…if it’s a matter of choosing between wewe au the baby, I choose you. And I want wewe to choose you.”
“Chuck…”
“Blair, this killed my mom,” he confessed. “She chose to have me, and she died because of it. It’s why my father hates me.”
She was taken kwa complete surprise. “Chuck,” she soothed him, putting a hand on his back, “I’m not going anywhere. I promise. But, I want to have this baby, even if it means if I risk losing my own life…”
“Please,” he pleaded, “I’m begging you. I can’t lose you.”
“And wewe won’t. But…I’m having this baby, Chuck…”
He looked up at her, and tears threatened to escape the corners of his eyes. “No, wewe aren’t,” he stated matter-of-factly, looking down at her stomach. She was about to say something, but he continued. “We’re having this baby.”
She smiled at him, teary-eyed. He didn’t care anymore, and just let the tears fall, but not of sadness; tears of joy. He was going to be a father, and he was going to be a better one then Bart. He would onyesha his son au daughter how much he loved him au her. But he didn’t want to lose Blair. Yet, he just knew that somehow, she was right; that everything would be okay.
Chuck kissed her, and then her stomach. Then, he lay down inayofuata to her on the bed, and the two fell asleep.
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Well, well, well. Guess what I just heard kiddies; apparently, our favorite-just-got-her-throne-back Queen B is in the hospital. And guess who’s with her: N and C. Do I smell a reunion in the air? au the start of World War III?
wewe know wewe upendo me. XOXO Gossip Girl.
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Nate stared at his phone in disbelief. God, he hated that bitch. She made life a living hell. Plus, she had hundreds of ‘minions’ across New York to help her.
He sighed and got up from his seat. At least things were better now; the way they should be. He and Chuck were Marafiki again, Blair and Chuck were together, and he was happy for them. Now only if Serena were here…everything would be perfect.
And if not perfect, at least they could try to be the four Marafiki they used to be: always wanting to have fun, and just enjoying life. There were no fights back then. No heartbreaks, no lies, no betrayals - just four Marafiki trying to have fun…together.
Sighing once more, he inserted a dollar bill into the vending machine and got his can of Mountain Dew.
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Serena downed another shot. “Oh. My. God! This is so much fun,” she said, giggling.
Georgina looked up from the Gossip Girl blast and smirked. Things were going exactly according to plan. “I know, right?!” she laughed. Get Serena drunk – Check. Next: Steal Dan away.
TBC.
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So the "We're having this baby" convo between C & B, I totes pretty much got off from Leyton (One mti Hill), hehe. Anyways, I hope wewe all liked it! I did make the characters a tad bit, just a teensy bit, out of character, but like I alisema I wanted this chapter to be mostly fluffy and happy. ;P
Reviews are loved! <3
A/N: God, I feel like a pregnant woman, LOL. So hormonal and moody. First, I’m all happy, then depressed, and in the mood to write a dark fic, and now in a joyous mood, and to write something fluffy and happy. xD
And that’s exactly what this chapter’s gonna be, hehe: happy and fluffy.
Enjoy, my lovely readers and reviewers!
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“You’re awake,” Nate said, a little bit surprised.
“Really now?” Blair asked sarcastically, faking a gasp. “I had no idea.”
“Um, well, obviously, since…um…” he stuttered, speechless.
Chuck interrupted. “Who’s the father?” He didn’t sound angry, au mad. He sounded…hopeful; his voice was soft and gentle.
“You know?”
Both he and Nate nodded, and she took a deep breath. “Okay…the father’s…” Blair took another deep breath before continuing. “Chuck.”
Nate didn’t look disappointed, au angry, and Chuck looked…happy?
“Congrats,” Nate patted his best friend’s back, and nodding at Blair. “I’m happy for wewe two…um, I’m gonna head down to the…um…cafeteria, and uh…let wewe two…talk.” He turned around and exited the room swiftly.
Chuck smiled at her, and she smiled back. “You’re not mad?”
He shook his head. “Of course not…listen…about what I alisema that night at the bar…I’m sorry, I didn’t mean any of those things.”
She silenced him kwa putting a finger over his lips. “Shhhh. It’s okay, Chuck. I forgive you. But most importantly…I’m sorry. For everything.”
“I forgive you.” Their lips met and all was forgiven and forgotten. Nothing else mattered. Except that the two of them were finally together.
Chuck broke the kiss. “I wanna be her for you, Blair, and the baby. I…love you.”
Blair grinned at him like an idiot. “I upendo wewe too.”
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Nate smiled from the other side of the door. Whoever alisema eavesdropping was bad, was dead wrong.
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He kissed her hand and took a kiti, kiti cha inayofuata to her on the bed. “I want wewe to be selfish.”
Blair was confused. “What?”
“Your condition; the placenta previa…if it’s a matter of choosing between wewe au the baby, I choose you. And I want wewe to choose you.”
“Chuck…”
“Blair, this killed my mom,” he confessed. “She chose to have me, and she died because of it. It’s why my father hates me.”
She was taken kwa complete surprise. “Chuck,” she soothed him, putting a hand on his back, “I’m not going anywhere. I promise. But, I want to have this baby, even if it means if I risk losing my own life…”
“Please,” he pleaded, “I’m begging you. I can’t lose you.”
“And wewe won’t. But…I’m having this baby, Chuck…”
He looked up at her, and tears threatened to escape the corners of his eyes. “No, wewe aren’t,” he stated matter-of-factly, looking down at her stomach. She was about to say something, but he continued. “We’re having this baby.”
She smiled at him, teary-eyed. He didn’t care anymore, and just let the tears fall, but not of sadness; tears of joy. He was going to be a father, and he was going to be a better one then Bart. He would onyesha his son au daughter how much he loved him au her. But he didn’t want to lose Blair. Yet, he just knew that somehow, she was right; that everything would be okay.
Chuck kissed her, and then her stomach. Then, he lay down inayofuata to her on the bed, and the two fell asleep.
--
Well, well, well. Guess what I just heard kiddies; apparently, our favorite-just-got-her-throne-back Queen B is in the hospital. And guess who’s with her: N and C. Do I smell a reunion in the air? au the start of World War III?
wewe know wewe upendo me. XOXO Gossip Girl.
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Nate stared at his phone in disbelief. God, he hated that bitch. She made life a living hell. Plus, she had hundreds of ‘minions’ across New York to help her.
He sighed and got up from his seat. At least things were better now; the way they should be. He and Chuck were Marafiki again, Blair and Chuck were together, and he was happy for them. Now only if Serena were here…everything would be perfect.
And if not perfect, at least they could try to be the four Marafiki they used to be: always wanting to have fun, and just enjoying life. There were no fights back then. No heartbreaks, no lies, no betrayals - just four Marafiki trying to have fun…together.
Sighing once more, he inserted a dollar bill into the vending machine and got his can of Mountain Dew.
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Serena downed another shot. “Oh. My. God! This is so much fun,” she said, giggling.
Georgina looked up from the Gossip Girl blast and smirked. Things were going exactly according to plan. “I know, right?!” she laughed. Get Serena drunk – Check. Next: Steal Dan away.
TBC.
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So the "We're having this baby" convo between C & B, I totes pretty much got off from Leyton (One mti Hill), hehe. Anyways, I hope wewe all liked it! I did make the characters a tad bit, just a teensy bit, out of character, but like I alisema I wanted this chapter to be mostly fluffy and happy. ;P
Reviews are loved! <3
