"Wow." Chris said, laying down. He was sweaty and breathing heavily. "Yeah." I said, and laughed because I was out of breath too. "You were...different." He said, and looked at me. "What do you mean?" I asked. "It was just different." He said, and smiled. "It felt different, didn't it?" I asked. "Yeah." He said. "I don't know." I said, and smiled. "But I liked it." "Me too." He said, and held my hand. I got goosebumps. "You like me." He said, snd smiled. "What?" I asked. "You. Liiiike me." He said, and I laughed. "I do not." I said. "Blair loves Chris." He said in an annoying voice. "SHUT UP!" I giggled. "You like me." He said, again, and smiled and then layed on his back. "What if I do?" I asked, seriously. "What?" He asked, sitting up. "Really?" "I don't know. Maybe that's why it was different." I said. "Seriously?" He asked. "I don't know. I just know I feel different with you now." I told him. He scooted closer to me, and wrapped his arms around me. "That tickles." I said, when he kissed my neck. He laughed, and touched his forehead to mine. I smiled and kissed his nose. "Friends?" I asked. "Sure." He said, and turned it back on. I fell asleep before the first episode was even over.
"Blair. Psst. Blair!" "What?" I mumbled. "Blair, wake up." Chris whispered. I opened my eyes. "What?" I asked. "Brody is at the front door. He's really drunk. I told him to leave, but he said he has to talk to you." Chris said. "What fucking time is it?" I asked. "It's 1:00 in the morning. "Shit!" I said, and sat up. I found my nightie and put it on, then walked out to the living room. Brody was sitting on the couch. He looked pissed off. "Hey." I said. "Hey." He said. "What is wrong." I asked him. "Fucking christ! Your hair is still messed up from sex." He said, and laughed. It sounded like he was mad though, not actualy making a joke. "Brody, why are you here?" I asked. "I need help." He said.
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"Wow." Chris said, laying down. He was sweaty and breathing heavily.
"Yeah." I said, and laughed because I was out of breath too.
"You were...different." He said, and looked at me.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"It was just different." He said, and smiled.
"It felt different, didn't it?" I asked.
"Yeah." He said.
"I don't know." I said, and smiled.
"But I liked it."
"Me too." He said, and held my hand. I got goosebumps.
"You like me." He said, snd smiled.
"What?" I asked.
"You. Liiiike me." He said, and I laughed.
"I do not." I said.
"Blair loves Chris." He said in an annoying voice.
"SHUT UP!" I giggled.
"You like me." He said, again, and smiled and then layed on his back.
"What if I do?" I asked, seriously.
"What?" He asked, sitting up. "Really?"
"I don't know. Maybe that's why it was different." I said.
"Seriously?" He asked.
"I don't know. I just know I feel different with you now." I told him. He scooted closer to me, and wrapped his arms around me.
"That tickles." I said, when he kissed my neck. He laughed, and touched his forehead to mine. I smiled and kissed his nose.
"Friends?" I asked.
"Sure." He said, and turned it back on. I fell asleep before the first episode was even over.
"Blair. Psst. Blair!"
"What?" I mumbled.
"Blair, wake up." Chris whispered. I opened my eyes.
"What?" I asked.
"Brody is at the front door. He's really drunk. I told him to leave, but he said he has to talk to you." Chris said.
"What fucking time is it?" I asked.
"It's 1:00 in the morning.
"Shit!" I said, and sat up. I found my nightie and put it on, then walked out to the living room. Brody was sitting on the couch. He looked pissed off.
"Hey." I said.
"Hey." He said.
"What is wrong." I asked him.
"Fucking christ! Your hair is still messed up from sex." He said, and laughed. It sounded like he was mad though, not actualy making a joke.
"Brody, why are you here?" I asked.
"I need help." He said.
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