fanfiction: love designs 1/?, gossip girl, chuck/blair
Title: Love Designs 1/?
Author:
meggie_ann
Fandom/Ship: Gossip Girl, Chuck and Blair
Category: Romance/Drama/AU
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Chapters: Chapter One
Word Count: 436
Spoilers: None
Summary: On a business trip to Miami, 25-year-old Fashion Designer Blair Waldorf meets the mysterious Chuck Bass at his nightclub and the sparks fly. But they can only have one night together, because she’s engaged to college sweetheart Nate Archibald. Blair struggles to get her life in the Upper East Side back to normal but that’s easier said then done. When her steamy Miami night collides with her tidy New York life…she must ask herself one question … does she want normal?
Chapter One: Sometimes, even at 25, she felt old.
Fashion shows were always a stressful time for Blair Waldorf, especially this one since Jenny Humphrey, her top model, had called her claiming she was unable to come because she was sick. Blair shook her head as she dressed her replacement in a red silk dress with long, elegant sleeves and smooth, clean lines. Jenny was probably shacking up with another perfect blond Adonis right now. Sometimes Blair wondered why she put up with Little Miss Jenny’s crap but she knew the answer to that. Jenny was a huge name in the fashion industry and having her wear her designs was just the boost she needed to kick off her new line at BW Fashion.
Still, her models watched her wearily as she muttered incoherently around the pins in her mouth, as she tugged, snipped, and sewed last minute changes, changes she wouldn’t need if Jenny hadn’t bailed, on the dress. They knew that if Blair Waldorf was pissed, you did exactly what she said and stayed out of her way otherwise.
“I want to thank you, Miss. Waldorf, for giving me a chance to be in your show. I’m a huge fan of your collections. You could have chosen someone else, someone with more experience. Really, Miss. Waldorf, thank you.”
Miss. Waldorf? The girl couldn’t have been two years younger then her. Sometimes, even at 25, she felt old. She put on her best smile and patted the perfect blond on her perfect shoulder. “Just don’t make me regret it.
“You won’t. I promise. Oh, that’s me! I’m up next!”
Blair winced as the girl ran off, her squeal drilling into her all ready aching head. She reached into her pocket to retrieve her aspirin. She swallowed four dry and idly wondered when the last time she ate was. When she couldn’t remember, she frowned. That definitely wasn’t a good sign. Falling back on bad happens, Waldorf, she chided herself. As soon as the show was over, she’d stop at the closest restaurant before heading to her lonely hotel room.
Her mind wandered to fiancé. Nate had bowed out of coming, as well. In fact, Nate had been coming to her shows less and less during the past few months. He had never missed a show before, but that was before he’d started to work for his father. Captain Archibald had come to Nate six months ago, begging for help in his failing business. Of course, Nate had to help. It was his duty.
Pushing back the bitterness, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It was going to be a long evening…
Author:
meggie_ann
Fandom/Ship: Gossip Girl, Chuck and Blair
Category: Romance/Drama/AU
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Chapters: Chapter One
Word Count: 436
Spoilers: None
Summary: On a business trip to Miami, 25-year-old Fashion Designer Blair Waldorf meets the mysterious Chuck Bass at his nightclub and the sparks fly. But they can only have one night together, because she’s engaged to college sweetheart Nate Archibald. Blair struggles to get her life in the Upper East Side back to normal but that’s easier said then done. When her steamy Miami night collides with her tidy New York life…she must ask herself one question … does she want normal?
Chapter One: Sometimes, even at 25, she felt old.
Fashion shows were always a stressful time for Blair Waldorf, especially this one since Jenny Humphrey, her top model, had called her claiming she was unable to come because she was sick. Blair shook her head as she dressed her replacement in a red silk dress with long, elegant sleeves and smooth, clean lines. Jenny was probably shacking up with another perfect blond Adonis right now. Sometimes Blair wondered why she put up with Little Miss Jenny’s crap but she knew the answer to that. Jenny was a huge name in the fashion industry and having her wear her designs was just the boost she needed to kick off her new line at BW Fashion.
Still, her models watched her wearily as she muttered incoherently around the pins in her mouth, as she tugged, snipped, and sewed last minute changes, changes she wouldn’t need if Jenny hadn’t bailed, on the dress. They knew that if Blair Waldorf was pissed, you did exactly what she said and stayed out of her way otherwise.
“I want to thank you, Miss. Waldorf, for giving me a chance to be in your show. I’m a huge fan of your collections. You could have chosen someone else, someone with more experience. Really, Miss. Waldorf, thank you.”
Miss. Waldorf? The girl couldn’t have been two years younger then her. Sometimes, even at 25, she felt old. She put on her best smile and patted the perfect blond on her perfect shoulder. “Just don’t make me regret it.
“You won’t. I promise. Oh, that’s me! I’m up next!”
Blair winced as the girl ran off, her squeal drilling into her all ready aching head. She reached into her pocket to retrieve her aspirin. She swallowed four dry and idly wondered when the last time she ate was. When she couldn’t remember, she frowned. That definitely wasn’t a good sign. Falling back on bad happens, Waldorf, she chided herself. As soon as the show was over, she’d stop at the closest restaurant before heading to her lonely hotel room.
Her mind wandered to fiancé. Nate had bowed out of coming, as well. In fact, Nate had been coming to her shows less and less during the past few months. He had never missed a show before, but that was before he’d started to work for his father. Captain Archibald had come to Nate six months ago, begging for help in his failing business. Of course, Nate had to help. It was his duty.
Pushing back the bitterness, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It was going to be a long evening…