A/N Oh, what the heck have I written?

I just couldn't help myself because every single week I find myself shouting at my screen and wondered if anyone else is a bit—i mean an unhealthy obsessed—with their favorite shows as I am. Just me?

It's been a side project I have been working on the past few weeks, and i've come to enjoy writing it because it's just fun.

I have changed a few things such as there is no Dahila, but there is Freya, she is what they're most worried about right now. Jackson, Hayley, and Klaus are fighting on how to raise Hope, and that's how Klaus got daggered.

If you don't like it, please don't review because it's not fair to hate on something when the author has already told you not to read it. If I get any hate, i'll delete and report the review if I can.

Anyway, it's just something different, and if you like this and want to see more then, please leave a review, it'll encourage me to update quicker.

Delicate Flower

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Can you hear the silence? Can you see the dark?
Can you fix the broken? Can you feel my heart?

Can you help the hopeless? Well, I'm begging on my knees,
Can you save my bastard soul? Will you wait for me?

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"You're kidding, right?"

"Nope, I wish I was. I can't come over and watch it."

Kiara sighed and ran a hand through her hair."This sucks."

"I know."

"I can't do this alone, Liam."She pouted, crossing her legs as she sat down on the couch."And I also can't crush on Klaus on my own, either!"

"Go on Tumblr, you know there will be someone crushing on Klaus. He looks good every week."Her best friend laughed before he suddenly paused, muttering something faintly, which meant his parents were hurrying him."I'm sorry. But my parents really want me at this family dinner. Record it, and we'll watch it tomorrow."

Kiara straightened, shaking her head and glaring despite the fact he couldn't see her.

"No way. I'm watching it and ruining it for you."

Liam gasped, utterly horrified and she could picture his gaping expression.

"K-"

"Bye now."

She hung up on her best friend and sighed, crossing her arms over her chest. She knew that she was overacting, she knew it deep down, but In her mind, this was a big betrayal. It was no secret how much Kiara Gray loved watching her shows. She spent most of her nights, as well as during the day, sitting in front of the telly or on Netflix enjoying her shows. She had a social life, yes, but she preferred staying in with her best friend. She wasn't a fan of people. Mostly because nobody else liked the fandoms she was a part of.

She was very passionate about one show in particular. She could tell you some famous quotes, each character's name, their backstory as well as a lot of spoilers for the next few episodes.

And that shows were The Vampire Diaries and The Originals.

Ever since The Vampire Diaries started back in 2009, she had been obsessed with it. She looked forward to it every week. It was a good show, it had her either crying or smiling so much her face hurt, and it kept her on the edge of her seat every week. And when they had said that there would be a spin-off with the Originals, she and Liam had been ecstatic because they loved the Mikaelson's.

She liked most of the characters including Damon, Stefan, Klaus, Kol, Rebekah, and Elijah. She had a love/hate relationship with both Bonnie, Camille and Caroline and she hated Elena Gilbert and the love triangle with everything she had. Her best friend, Liam, was also a big fan and her partner in crime when it came to the show. They both liked the same characters.

Both of their favorite characters so far was Klaus Mikaelson.

He was the best character, villain, anti-hero that the writers had come up with in the entire show. Both of them except for Kai Parker.

But Klaus was everything. They were his number one fans.

"I have no life, do I? How sad is that?"

She frowned, looking around the room before she whispered."And i'm talking to myself. Great."

"No, you're not. And yeah, it's pretty sad."

Her eyes lit up when she heard the familiar voice. She looked over to see her best friend standing at the doorframe with a smirk on his face.

"What about your dinner?"

He shrugged as he peeled off his coat, ambling into the room with a scoff."In two years years, K, I haven't missed one episode of TO with you, just like how I've never missed an episode of TVD. I'm not about to break our tradition."

She giggled and patted the spot next to her, telling him to sit down.

"Let's get this party started."

Liam sat down next to her and propped his feet on the table."Where are your mom and dad?"

"Out for their anniversary. I forced them."She swiftly replied, crossing her legs and glancing at the time."There was no way I was going to let them talk through TO."

"Preach to the choir, sister."Liam made a sound of agreement, breathily laughing, leaning back against the couch.

She smiled to herself as she leaned over the couch and grabbed the remote. She picked up her popcorn and placed it in her lap, popping some into her mouth as she changed the channels until she reached the CW.

"Ready?"She turned to him, and the best friends counted."1, 2, 3!"

In unison, they punched their fists in the air and yelled."JoMo! JoMo!"

"Previously on The Originals..."

"You have got to be kidding me!"

Kiara muted the TV when the episode credits came up and crossed her arms over her chest."How does a show manage to hurt me so much but reel me in for the next week?"

She liked the episode; she always did, it kept her on the edge of her seat as usual. But at the same time, it took an emotional toll on her. Kiara wasn't an ordinary fan who could get over a situation because it was 'just a show,' no, she was a hardcore fan who got emotionally attached to the characters to the point she thought she couldn't watch an episode without either ranting or crying. She was now sitting on the seat with wide angry eyes as Liam cried against her.

He was crying.

"Did you see his face? His precious face?"Liam sobbed into her shoulder, hugging her before he punched a cushion then instantly looked guilty about it."How could he do that, K? How could he?"

Klaus was daggered.

Elijah had daggered his brother. Kiara wasn't like Liam; she didn't cry, she got angry. At the characters, the writers, and anyone who was involved.

"Elijah and Rebekah are totally on my hate list now."

Liam nodded, crossing his arms over his chest, wiping his face."Totally. I am never loving Elijah Mikaelson or his sharp jawline ever again!"

Kiara nodded in agreement, unlocking her phone and pressing down on the Tumblr app. She quickly found which tags she followed which included Kol Mikaelson, Kai Parker, Klaus Mikaelson, Klope and Elijah Mikaelson. She huffed as she pressed 'unfollow' on the Elijah tag, sniffing indignantly. She would forgive him when she saw something to be forgiving about.

She locked her phone and pocketed it, looking over at his friend who was already on his phone and probably ranting.

"You know, you're going to lose followers if you continue to rant."

"I don't care!"He shook his head; upper lip curled up as he tapped on his screen with a determined look."Elijah totally went against everything he stood for when he did that. I want to punch him in his beautiful, handsome face. Did you see Klaus' face? He was crying.."

"I know."

"The feels, K!"Kiara fought the urge to roll her eyes as Liam tipped his head back dramatically, clenching his fist to his chest."The feels!"

He suddenly stopped then looked back down and started to type angrily once more, muttering underneath his breath."This is an injustice. What about always and forever?!"

Kiara rolled her eyes fondly.

She could always trust her best friend to feel as strongly as she did. Liam was a bit dramatic. He cried over everything, especially Klaus and was the biggest Klaus stan in the world. He would defend his favorite character until the end of the world and so would she. The two also loved Kol, Rebekah, and Elijah and knew what Klaus had done to them.

He had treated them horribly, and they knew that, they had never defended that about him, they knew he had flaws but that's what made them love him more because he wasn't perfect, he wasn't trying to be. He had flaws and learned from them, he was just as broken as the rest of them and was searching for something to mend him.

"Liam?"

"I'm busy."He waved her off, focused on his phone, brows furrowed in concentration."I need to find that Klaus gif where he where he does those puppy dog eyes...wait, i've found it! That should get some people on my side because who could resist his puppy dog eyes?!"

Answer swift and defiant, Kiara smiled."Nobody."

"That's right."

Kiara yawned, changing channels until she reached a cartoon channel. She was half asleep, and cartoons always put her in a deep slumber. Finished with his rant, Liam yawned too, his head falling on top of hers.

"I'm in mourning."He sighed theatrically, causing strands of Kiara's dark hair to fall in front of her face."I can't be bothered driving back."

"You don't have to. You can stay here if you want, you always do."Kiara offered, brushing the hair from her eyes, grabbing her blanket from the arm of the couch."I'm gonna watch crappy TV until I fall asleep."

"Sure but only if we can snuggle."Liam nodded, kicking off his shoes, lower lip jutting out and eyes going wide."I'm still vulnerable."

Kiara sent him a pointed look before shaking out the blanket then covering her body with it.

"Me too."She draped the blanket over both of them and curled up into a ball, head on her best friend's shoulder before peering up at him."You don't think they'll kill him off, do you?"

"No!"Scoffing, Liam shook his head, looking at Kiara as if she'd grown a second head."He's connected to Damon and Stefan, if he dies, they die. Besides, even if he breaks it, they won't kill him, he's too loved."

"Yeah."She agreed, looking up at Liam."All he wants to do is protect his daughter."

"Yeah, hush now. It's sleepy time."He kissed her forehead and snuggled close to her, eyes closing for a second before he cracked one open."If I moan in my sleep, it's because I'm dreaming of our hybrid. Don't get jealous."

He waggled a finger at his friend who kicked his shin before she quietly giggled to herself. The pair easily got into a comfortable position, snuggled together, and silence befell the room.

"I wish he had someone on his side, Liam."Karina suddenly murmured, looking over at her best friend, eyes wide."He has nobody."

"Yep."He let out a breathy sigh of agreement."Me too, K."

2AM

"Mmmm, it's cold."

Letting out an annoyed moan when a shiver ran down her spine, Kiara yawned as her eyes fluttered open. Hand reaching out and searching for the blanket, the young woman moaned and turned around onto her side, wincing when she felt something digging into her side. She ran a hand through her hair as she turned onto her back and wiped the sleep out of her eyes.

Feeling warm breath on her cheek, Kiara's lower lip jutted out in an indignant pout.

"Liam, you're hogging the blanket a-"

Eyes opening fully, Kara looked up and found herself staring into a pair of green eyes.

And almost threw up her heart.

Liam had big, brown eyes. This was not Liam.

Kiara's eyes went comically wide, and she opened her mouth to scream, but no sound came out.

"What are you doing down there?"The young woman asked, smiling."Are you lost?"

"What the hell?"Karina screeched out; voice high-pitched and hurting her own ears. She shot up into a sitting position, hand reaching out for either Liam or a blunt object."W-What are you doing in my front room?

The young woman just giggled and skipped off, her laughter echoing loudly. Kiara arched an eyebrow, confused, and looked around, her eyes going wide. There was no TV, no cream curtains and certainly no damn front room.

Where was her front room?

"L-Liam?"Kiara stuttered out, pulling her legs to her chest, looking around for her friend."Uh, Liam?"

An annoyed, thankfully familiar, moan was her response."Hmmm?"

She looked down at the source of the moan, feeling a little relieved when she saw Liam. Her best friend was still happily in a slumber, head resting on her stomach. He had barely moved during her abrupt movements. That was normal. Liam was a cuddly sleeper; he was usually wrapped around her whenever they fell asleep on the couch after a show.

That was normal.

What wasn't normal was the fact they had fallen asleep on her couch and, instead, woken up in the middle of a street.

"LIGHTWEIGHTS!"

Kiara's eyes went wide in horror at the voices and looked up to see a group of teenagers dancing around them, urging them to join in. She shook her head and jumped up, shooing them away then looked down at the ground where Liam was still curled up in a ball and sleeping peacefully.

She rolled her eyes. He could sleep through anything.

Standing over her friend, Kiara nudged him with her foot."Liam?"

"Hmmm, Liam sleeping, come back later."He waved her off half-heartedly, turning around and resting his cheek on his hand, shifting to get comfortable."Damn, how hard is your couch?"

She nudged him again and, when he waved her off for a second time, she kicked him hard in the shin. He shot up, letting out a loud yelp and cradled his leg, glaring at her.

"What the hell was that for?"

She gestured to around them frantically."Look!"

"Wha-"He cut himself off, and his eyes widened in complete and utter shock, mouth falling open."freaking heck."

He quickly got onto his feet and turned around in a small circle, his eyes getting wider with each step. They were standing in the middle of the road, and it did not look like the road outside of her house. They both lived in a suburban area with houses on each side of them and across the street.

This was the complete opposite.

There were bars, clubs, and lights everywhere on the street and it looked nothing like where they were from. Liam backed away when someone knocked into him, a drunk someone who laughed as they continued on, singing at the top of their lungs.

"I'm too hot, hot damn, call the police and the fireman."They loudly sang, dancing along the pavement and the street, clapping."I'm too hot, hot damn, make a dragon wanna retire, man, i'm too hot, hot damn!"

Slowly Liam's expression of confusion switched to a small smile. He started to tap his feet along to the singing, nodding soon after before he suddenly started to hum. Kiara watched him with utter amazement, eyes rolling to the back of her head with an exasperation breath.

"Uptown funk you up, uptown funk you up..."Liam quietly sang along, the beat song making him unable to resist dancing along. He snapped his fingers before turning on his heels, swaying from side to side with a small grin.

Kiara made a sound of annoyance, grounding out."Liam!"

He didn't seem to notice his friend as the music from the bar got louder, as well as the people singing along.

"Come on, dance, jump on it!"He copied some movements, clapping his hands together before raising them above his head then he then started to rock his hips."If you sexy then flaunt it. I-"

"LIAM!"

He instantly stopped dancing and along before spun around to face her, pursing his lips when Kiara sent him an annoyed head shake.

"What?"Liam shrugged one shoulder, making his way over to Kiara."It's catchy."

She waved a hand at him, looking around once more."Where are we?"

"I dunno but we're not home. Nobody on our street knows music past the 19th century."Liam brushed his fingers through his disheveled hair, skimming their surroundings with his eyes before turning to his friend."What the hell?"

"Where are we?"

Liam frowned, looking around again, shaking his head.

"I have no clue."He flailed his hands around before letting them drop at his sides then placed them on his hips, sending his friend a questioning eyebrow raise."Is it possible we sleepwalked all the way here?"

Biting down on her bottom lip with a distressed head shake, Kiara let out a desperate laugh, blowing loose strands from her face.

"Liam, I swear to-"

"I'm just trying to piece this together."Liam rolled his eyes at her, taking a moment to think back to recent events. He remembered skipping family dinner to go to Kiara's, having his heartbroken over the show before falling asleep."We did fall asleep in your house, yeah?"

Kiara huffed in annoyance, rubbing her temples before muttering."Yes!"

"Yeah, well, maybe we sleepwalked, got into a taxi and somehow..."

Unable to listen to her friend anymore, Kiara suddenly turned on her heel and grabbed a random person's wrist before pulling them back.

"HEY!"

The young man, donning a pair of pink sunglasses despite the stars in the sky and wearing a pair of shorts despite shivering, turned to Kiara with a headshake.

"What?"

Kiara ignored his tone as well as her heartbeat racing due to her having no social skills at all.

"Where are we?"

Despite the man wearing his sunglasses, Kiara knew he was rolling his eyes."What?"

"Where are we?"

He laughed with a headshake, bouncing on his heels with a broad grin. He pointed to Kiara, looked at Liam as if he expected the punchline then returned his eyes to the young woman.

"You're kidding, right?"He chuckled, lifting up his sunglasses and propping them atop his head."How drunk are you?"

Without waiting for a response, he shrugged Kiara off and pranced away, shouting after his friends. Kiara protested, but he ignore her, far too focused on a young woman who seemed to be getting far too friendly with a lamppost.

"I-wait!"

Kiara made a move to follow him, desperately calling after him but he, once again, ignore her. She sighed, bending her knees and bowing her head, hair falling in front of her face. She cupped her face and screwed her eyes shut before letting out an exasperated shout.

This is a dream. This is a dream. THIS IS A-

An almost nervous laugh cut into her thoughts and Kiara opened her eyes, wiping a hand down her face.

"K?"

Kiara drew out a long breath and straightened, brushing her hair back again. She took a moment to compose herself before slowly turning to face Liam.

With a wary tone, Kiara quietly spoke."What is it?"

He didn't speak but raised an arm, pointing towards something. He kept his arm raised before looking over at his friend with an utterly startled look. Kiara frowned at his expression before turning to look at where he was pointing, her lips parting in surprise as she did.

It was a sign.

New Orleans.

French Quarter.

Kiara and Liam shared a look; a look of hesitance and confusion.

"Crap."

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