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I do not own The Vampire Diaries...unfortunatly :(
"My candle burns at both ends
It will not last the night,
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends
It gives a lovely light"
- Enda St Vincent Millay
? POV
She gracefully stepped into the bedroom, wearing only a towel. Tiny water droplets fell from her long red hair which cascaded down her back. She was even more beautiful than I remembered.
I cursed myself. How could I have ever left her? I squeezed my eyes shut. Focus. That's not why I'm here. Even from the shadows I could still make out her incredible eyes, the deepest blue imaginable.
Suddenly she sighed.
"I'm over a thousand years old. Do you really think I don't know when I'm being watched? You might as well come in."
Moving at vampire speed, I now stood behind her.
"Izzie…" I began.
"Why are you here?" she asked without even turning to look at me.
I smiled. I was glad to hear she still had her Irish accent despite not having been there for over five hundred year. I was even happier to know she was still as forward and direct as when I first met her.
"I require your…unique talent."
Her deep rich laugh filled the room. God, that sound was amazing. She turned slowly, lifted her head and looked me straight in the eyes.
"My, my Kol," she said in a sing song voice, "what have you gotten yourself into?"
Izzie's POV
I turned and stared at him. I hated that even after all this time, being this close to him still sent a shiver down my spine.
"My, my Kol, what have you gotten yourself into?"
I sighed again and went over to the wardrobe.
"I have a feeling this is going to be a long story so if you don't mind, I think I'll get dressed first. Then we'll talk."
I walked towards the bathroom.
"Since when have you been shy?" Kol laughed, "Besides, it's not like I haven't seen it all before."
"Just because you've seen it before it doesn't mean ye get a free show," I snapped, "Anyways that was a long time ago."
I turned just as he moved to stand in front of me.
"Something tells me it hasn't changed that much," he whispered.
His body was so close to mine I could feel the heat radiating off of him. It killed me that his brown, almost black, eyes still had the power to make me melt with just one look. The way they danced over me made me feel like he was undressing me with his eyes. Not that it would be hard to do. I mean, he had seen it all before and I was only wearing a towel.
I quickly shut the door in his face before I did anything stupid. However, it didn't block out his laugh which left me feeling incredibly flustered and utterly embarrassed.
Kol's POV
I couldn't help but laugh when she closed the door in my face, even though I felt just as unsteady. Dammit.
After just five minutes of seeing her again all I wanted to do was kiss her.
I could still feel her warm breath on my skin. Shit.
Izzie's POV
When I opened the door he was gone. I mentally kicked myself for being disappointed. I raced down the stairs, "Did you really expect anything different?" I whispered.
"You still talk to yourself?"
"Holy crap!" I literally jumped a foot and banged into the wall.
"Dammit Kol!"
"I'll take that as a yes then," he chuckled.
I forced forced myself to stay calm and walked towards him.
"I do not talk to my- Is that my sixty year old scotch? I screamed.
"Mmm…yes, it's very good."
I grabbed the bottle and sat down opposite him. His arm rested along the back of the couch and he stretched his legs out before him. I hate to admit it but he looked good. Really good. His hair was shorter than the last time I saw him, but it was still long enough to run my fingers through. Wait! WHAT? I did not just think that.
He glanced over and caught me staring at him.
"Just say it," He ordered.
"Well Kol, I guess the million dollar question is…why do you want to kill yourself?"
Just have to say, Izzie is Irish but no she does not talk like a leprechaun. Also, I did not give her red hair just because she's Irish. I think it suits her personality.
Please, please review. I would really appreciate it. :D