I am Chuck Bass

I can get any woman I want - however I want her – anytime and every time. I am a womanizer, the true meaning of the word.

I do not beg, or plead out to a girl to stay with me. Reaching for her hand, struggling to find the right words.

I am Chuck Bass

I kick women out of my bed or leave them sitting in bars when I am done or just not interested enough.

I do not get left behind, standing alone, watching the car as it drives away.

I am Chuck Bass

I have no regrets.

I do not stand frozen to the ground, aching for things to have gone differently. Wishing I could turn back time, do it differently.

I am Chuck Bass

I brush people off on a regular basis, not giving a damn about what they want. Annoyed by their attempts to strike a conversation with me.

I do not sit alone in a corner drinking myself numb, wishing someone would come and talk to me. Distract me from my thoughts and the tightness in my chest.

I am Chuck Bass

I rarely leave a function without company for the night. If I do, it is only because no one met my standards. And then there is always someone just a phone call away.

I do not leave alone, knowing that the only company I want is out of reach. Busy keeping someone else company. Wincing at the thought of her lips pressing against his.

I am Chuck Bass

People envy me, wish that they were me and are jealous of me. I have it all.

I do not get jealous of someone to the point where it hurts. Green claws ripping my insides apart.

I am Chuck Bass

My limo is a part of my image. An important part and a part that I like. The spacious interior, the dim lights and the leather seats.

I do not sit there hating the emptiness of the backseat. Thinking about a night a long time ago, thinking that it was the best limo ride I have ever experienced. A pained smile on my lips as I do.

I am Chuck Bass

Everyone knows I have no feelings, I have no heart.

I do not ride home alone, my breath sticking in my throat, heart aching.

I am Chuck Bass

I have been drinking for years, and I am fucking good at being drunk. I can handle my drink and tell one single malt from the other.

I do not sway, or stumble up the stairs to the summerhouse from emptying the limo's mini bar. I do not trip over the threshold as I enter through the front door, nearly falling over. And I certainly do not throw up after finally managing to get up the stairs to my bathroom.

I am Chuck Bass

Women drunk dial me constantly. Trying to ease their way back into my bed, pathetic attempts to get a second go. And I screen their calls.

I do not lie on my back on the floor of my bathroom with my head spinning. Drunk dialling a certain brunette. Only to have the call go straight to voicemail

I am Chuck Bass

I have a way with words. I can sell you anything, charm and offend, seduce and destroy.

I do not slur, stutter or trail off mid sentence when I leave a message on a voicemail. Her voicemail.

I am Chuck Bass

And I am fucking good at it.

I do not wish I could be someone else. Someone older, blonder, taller.

I am Chuck Bass

I will never change, get the fuck over it or get out. I do not get butterflies. I do not fall for anyone.

But if I would change - if I could - it would only be because of one person. I would change for her. I think I already have. And if I fell for someone it would be for her. I know I already have. I fell and I am still falling

I am Chuck Bass

...

But she is Blair Waldorf

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