Looking out of the moving Limo, she took deep breaths to calm down her nerves. Her fingers entwined with the hem of her yellow dress she had 'borrowed' from Serena. Trying to wonder why on earth she would want to actually go somewhere with Chuck.
"Natalie you have nothing to be nervous about." Chuck commented from his side of the limo, she blinked a few times as she turned her head towards him.
"I'm not nervous." Natalie stated as she tried to defend herself, without trying to blush at the same time, she couldn’t deny the fact she felt happy that Chuck had picked up on it.
"You wouldn’t be playing with the hem of your dress, Or should I say Serena's." Chuck replied as he chuckled slightly when he noticed the look on Natalie's face and the immediate withdrawal of her hand.
"I liked the view." Chuck stated as he smirked slightly at her, his eyes glued onto her legs as he had to watch her dress suddenly move to its normal length.
"You like any view Chuck Bass." Natalie replied as she rolled her eyes and turned her attention towards the window once again.
"I can't deny that when it involves someone like you." Chuck replied as he kept his eyes glued onto Natalie.
She felt her heartbeat start to quicken when she heard Chuck say that comment. Calm down Natalie. She thought to herself, trying her hardest to calm down her racing heartache, whipping the smile from her lips she raised her eyebrow slightly as she looked over at him.
"Flattery won't get you anywhere Chuck." Natalie replied. As commence sense hit her hard when she remembered the reason to why she was mad at him in the first place.
Chuck opened his mouth to reply when the limo came to a complete stop. He slide himself closer towards her and leaned over her as he opened the limo door for her. From this position he could smell her perfume. She smells good. He thought to himself as suddenly realised all he wanted to do was touch her.
"Ladies first." Chuck purred into her ear as he continued to take in her scent. Resisting the urge to run his fingers against her neck.
Natalie felt the tingles running down her neck, resting the urge to shiver she turned her head to face Chuck, only to come face to face with his. Looking at him she felt her frustration for him slowly start to disappear.
"Chuck can you please move," Natalie asked as she started to breath heavily, suddenly the idea of leaning in and brushing her lips over his seemed to overwhelm her.
"I'm quite enjoying this," Chuck replied with a small smirk forming on his lips as he noticed the reaction.
"How am I supposed to get out?" Natalie asked as she moved her eyes away from his as she looked over towards the front seat. She held her breath for a few moments wondering if he would actually move. All too soon she felt his arm leave her right hand side and he shifted away from her.
Being able to breathe again, she quickly climbed out of his limo and smothered Serena's yellow dress, feeling slightly breezy then normal. A little bit distracted with the dress she forgot about Chuck until she felt his hand on the small of her back, jumping slightly she looked over at him as he smirked down at her.
"No need to get jumpy around me," Chuck whispered as into her ear as he casually started to lead her towards Victrola, he opened the door and lead her into the club, the sounds of the music blaring hit the both of them.
Natalie raised her eyebrow slightly as she looked around and noticed the scantily clad women that where dancing on the stage.
"Chuck don’t tell me you bought me into a strip club?" Natalie asked in disbelief as she looked over towards him, not being able to work out if she should be disgusted or annoyed with him.
"It's my strip club," Chuck replied the smirk still plastered on his lips as he continued looking down at her.
She rolled her eyes at him. "It's still a strip club. What do you expect me to do get up on stage and dance?" Natalie asked as she continued looking at him.
"I would dearly enjoy that it, if you did." Chuck replied, not being able to wipe the smirk off his lips, the look on her face was priceless. She looked like she was about to slap him.
"Pervert," Natalie snapped at him as she looked away from him and onto the scenery, avoiding gazing at the scantily clad women, she felt Chuck start to tug her arm as he slowly started to lead her over towards the orange lounge. Gently he pushed her down onto it as he smirked slightly at her puzzled look.
"Sit here and I'll go and get the drinks." Chuck answered her look as he turned around and disappeared through the sea of people.
She sighed and shook her head a few times and once again finding herself looking around Victrola wondering why Chuck would have wanted to bring her to a strip club of all things. She leaned her back against the leather orange seat as she made herself more comfortable. She lifted her hand and found her fingertips gently tapping against her thigh.
All too soon she noticed the familiar, brown eyed, brown haired boy coming towards her, holding two drinks in his hands. She watched him intensively as he walked over and sat down gently onto the couch next to her, handing her, her glass.
Looking at him slightly suspicious she took the glass gently from him and looked at him. Not really sure if she should be trusting Chuck or not.
"I haven’t slipped anything in it. Glad to see you trust me." Chuck stated as he looked over towards her, she blinked as she looked up at him. Tilting her head to the side she couldn’t help but notice he seemed to have a hurt look on his face.
"I'm sorry." Natalie apologised as she continued looking at him, feeling slightly guilty for even presuming he might slip something in her drink. She lifted her glass up and placed it gently towards her lips, taking her first sip of alcohol for the first time for the night.
Chuck smirked slightly as he looked over at her, leaning his back against the lounge he made himself more comfortable as he listened to the music, his eyes drifting towards the dance stage and back at Natalie, hell he was hoping she would get up and dance for him, have another Blair incident.
His smirk increased as memories of what happened between him and Blair came running back into his head. His eyes darted towards Natalie once again there was something about her that held his fascination, he couldn’t explain it. Damn Blair and her curse. he cursed to himself.
"Chuck, why did you bring me here?" He heard Natalie ask, breaking him out of his thoughts, he snapped out of his thoughts as he continued to look over at her.
Chuck looked over towards her and thought about how he was going to answer that. Clicking his tongue on upper mouth, he wondered if he should just tell her the truth or not. "Too apologise for my behaviour." Chuck confessed as he continued to look over at her, wanting to judge how she reacted to his confession.
Natalie raised her eyebrow slightly. "And taking me to a strip club is the best way to do that?" she asked with sarcasm.
"I'm Chuck Bass, I don’t do the romantic crap." Chuck replied as he wrinkled his nose slightly.
"That didn't stop you from doing that lunch at the park." Natalie pointed out as she turned her body towards the side and looked over at him.
"That was an attempt of wooing you different way, Am I forgiven or not?" Chuck demanded slightly as he continued looking at her, getting slightly impatent.
Natalie bit onto her bottom lip slightly, as she looked away from Chuck and towards the floor of the club. She could feel the heat intensify from Chuck's gaze on her. Should she forgive him or not? After all there was nothing between them, like Chuck had made perfectly clear in the bathroom, if only he knew how she really felt about him.
She tore her eyes away from the floor and looked over towards him, "I forgive you." Instantly she wondered if she was going to be regretting it anytime soon.
"That's good to know," Chuck stated as he reached over and gently removed a strand of her brown hair away from her eyes. She looked over towards him and found herself eye locked with him. She didn’t know how long they where staring at each other.
"I think it's time we should be getting back?" Natalie asked as she looked away slightly, Chuck being this close to her was making her loose control of herself, she was afraid of another limo scene and bathroom scene repeating it self.
Chuck nodded his head as he stood up and helped her up, taking her arm he gently lead her out of Victrola and back towards his limo, he opened the door and waited for her to climb in. She smiled at him before whispering a thank you and climbed in. he watched her backside for a few moments before he followed her, shutting the door behind him.
