Chuck And Blair

Chapter 11

Blair's P.O.V 

Blair couldn't believe what she was seeing on the front page of Gossip Girl.

BLAIR WALDORF CAUGHT BUYING PREGNANCY TEST! WHOS THE BABY DADDY?

Blair scrolled down to the pictures of her leaving the shop she bought her pregnancy test from.

She had took her pregnancy test out as she left and it was exposed and someone must have took a picture.

Blair felt as though she couldn't breathe.

She clenched her hands as she clicked on the comment section.

"EW! WHAT A SLUT."

"I KNEW SHE WOULD END UP LIKE THIS."

"THATS WHAT SHE GETS FOR BEING A WHORE."

"IS IT CHUCKS OR NATES?"

"HAHAHA SHE THINKS SHE'S ALL THAT!"

Blair wasn't one to cry especially if someone was hating on her but this was different.

 Her whole life, reputation, career and relationship was at stake here.

Blair slammed her computer down and grabbed a tissue to fix the makeup that had been smudged by her tears.

"Miss Blair, your chauffeur is here." Derota called from downstairs.

Blair was shaking as Derota came upstairs to bring Blair her things for the event she was attending tonight.

"Learn how to knock, Derota." Blair said rolling her eyes.

"Sorry Miss Blair." Derota said staring at Blair.

"What." Blair said.

"Miss Blair are you sure everything is okay." Derota said.

"Yes, Derota everything is okay thank you for you concern." Blair said smiling at Derota.

But everything was not OK.

On top of all of this, Blair was about to attend a party for one of her mums new fashion collections which would be busy with people from school and other guests who probably read Gossip Girl and had seen the recent post.

What was she going to do?

At the party.....................

Blair was being introduced to her mums acquaintances as she heard whispers around her.

"omg is that the girl i was reading about today?"

"I can already see a baby bump."

Blair looked around her. 

Thank goodness her mum was too busy chatting to hear the whispers.

She walked towards Serena who had a frown on her face.

"I guess you know." Blair said holding back tears.

"Blair its going to be ok." Serena said trying to comfort Blair.

"No its not Serena this is not one of those revenge plans or trying to get the latest Michael Kors bag plan, this is different Serena this is going to change everything." Blair said whispering.

"Blair there is ways you can help yourself." Serena said placing her hand on her shoulder.

"Like what." Blair said running her hands through her hair.

"Like, are you going to keep it." Serena said.

"I don't know. I'm not sure. I have no idea." Blair said her legs shaking.

Everyone was already talking about her. It was only a matter of time before her mum found out.

Blair hated not being in control of her life and she always was until now. She always found ways to climb back to the top but how could she do that now?

"Serena, I literally have no clue about what to do now." Blair said clutching Serena's arm.

"B,I know you,you get through things,you are amazing and if anyone can do this its you Serena said. "You are strong and I'm always here and I'm going to help you get through this. Everything is going to be ok I promise."

Blair felt herself tense up as she stood back up.

"Its not going to be ok. Blair said raising her voice. 

Some of the guests turned to look at her and Serena tried to calm her down but once Blair had snapped it was hard to help her calm down.

"How is it going to be ok If Chuck is the father." Blair said shouting.

Serena gasped and all of the guests murmured and stared at Blair.

Blair clamped her hands over her mouth as she turned round to face her mother.

Blairs mother dropped her wine glass. It shattered into a million tiny pieces all over the marble floor.

Blair broke down into tears and ran out of the room her head hanging in shame.

Serena ran after Blair shouting after her.

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