So, here is a new story for you. I hope you like it! It's been saved in my fanfic folder for a while so I thought I'd see whether people liked it.

Disclaimer: I do not own TVD.


Elena Gilbert watched them, her heart smashing into tiny pieces. It killed her to watch them. She had told herself to leave so, so many times. To save herself. Find happiness elsewhere. Her best friends, Bonnie Bennett and Caroline Forbes, have told her too. However, then she sees him and it all changes. She couldn't bring herself leave him - even if he isn't hers. He had such a power over her, yet he doesn't even know it. All he has to do is click his fingers and she'll go running. She was that much in love with him.

So who is this person? It was none other than Damon Salvatore. They were brought together, when she and his brother, Stefan, became friends. Then Elena and Damon met and hit it off immediately. They had the same taste in everything; music, movies, the lot. They got on like a house on fire. Elena and Stefan were never together. However, they were best friends and always were. They were like brother and sister. She couldn't deny though, that he was hot. She'd have to be blind not to notice. But the relationship between Stefan and Elena could never be anything more than just brother and sister and they both knew that.

So there she was, pining after the man she can't have. Why? He was engaged - to Katherine Pierce. They were in love – she could see it and it killed her time and time again.

"Elena…" Caroline said to her with sad eyes. "You've got to move on. This is not good for you." Caroline had said this time and time again but to no avail. Elena paid no attention and continued pining.

Elena just shook her head at blonde friend. "I want him, Car. I can't help it." she whispered. She watched him as his gorgeous black hair blew gently in the wind. Oh, how she longed to run her hand through it.

Suddenly, the inevitable happened; Damon spotted her and waved her over. And once again, like a puppet on a string, she obeyed. "Elena, there you are. I've been wondering where you were." He beamed brightly. She faked a smile, not wanting to show that her heart was breaking as she saw Damon's arm around Katherine's waist. "Katherine has a question for you." he said, smiling down at Katherine. She stared up at him, and Elena saw Damon nudge her.

"Oh, yes. Elena, would you be my bridesmaid?" she asked. But the way she asked made it sound like it wasn't her idea at all. And that was the last straw. Without a thought for her dignity, she ran. She ran away from them. Faintly, she heard Damon call after her but she ignored him.

She ran and ran until she reached her house. Elena opened the front door and slammed it behind her. With all her energy gone, she collapsed onto the floor, her back against the door. She heard a loud banging and her name being shouted. It was Caroline and Bonnie. She stood up, opened the door and walked upstairs without a word to them.

Caroline and Bonnie found Elena sat on her bed, her knees drawn up to her chests. She was sobbing. "Oh, Elena!" Caroline cried. She hugged Elena from one side, Bonnie from the other.

"Katherine asked me to be her bridesmaid! But…I…don't think she wanted to. I…I think it was all D-Damon." she stammered.

Bonnie hugged her harder. "Damon asked me what was wrong. He told me what happened. I told you were just overwhelmed. Caroline ran after you." she told Elena. Through blood shot eyes, Elena peered at her two best friends.

"Did he buy it?" she asked dully. Bonnie shrugged sadly.

"I don't know. I think so." She said. Elena's phone started ringing. She took it out. It was Damon.

"No." Elena said and she pressed the reject button.

Caroline gently held her brunette friend's hand. "He's not going to give up. He'll just come round here." She reasoned and she was right of course. He would; he was as stubborn as she was. "If he rings again, answer it so he doesn't get suspicious."

Sure enough, her phone rang again. "Hello?"

"Elena! How are you? What's wrong? Are you alright?" he said worriedly.

She bit back a laugh, despite herself. "I'm fine, Damon. It's okay. I'm just a little overwhelmed, that's all. Okay? I've got to go, bye!" Elena said quickly and she hung up. She looked at her friends and they looked back disapprovingly.

"If he falls for that, then I don't know him." Bonnie sighed. Elena huffed and turned away.

"Elena, please. Listen to me. You're not going to get anywhere like this. Why can't you move on?" Caroline said shortly. Elena looked taken aback. "I'm sorry. I hate seeing you like this. Katherine seems like a nice enough person. Just let him live his life." Caroline tried to reason but Elena wasn't in the mood.

"Fine. Well, if you think she's such a lovely person, you go and be friends with her." Elena snapped and turned her back on them. Why can't they understand how I feel? Elena thought angrily. She expected to hear footsteps but she didn't. Slowly, she turned her head and saw that they were still there.

"You know I didn't mean that." Caroline said levelly. Elena didn't say anything. "Okay, Elena, I see you want to be by yourself. If you want to talk, well you know where we are." Elena nodded once and she heard Caroline and Bonnie leave.

As she sat there, facing the window, she thought back to all the memories she had with Damon. One in particular stuck out…

It was one night during the summer two years ago. She, Caroline and Bonnie had officially finished school. It was just Damon and Elena. They had had a few drinks and they were drunk – drunk enough to make a difference. Although, for Elena, not drunk enough to forget the whole night. They were laughing and having a good time when Elena was overcome by this urge to kiss Damon. And she did. And Damon didn't pull away.

Elena closed her eyes as she remembered the kiss.

He didn't push her away and shout at her. He kissed back. Gently, he had pushed her back onto the sofa, him hovering over her. He ran his tongue along her bottom lip, requesting access, which she granted. Their tongues got involved in their own private dance. Damon pulled away, only to place gentle kisses on her neck, causing her to let out a low moan. A hand found its way down to the hem of Elena's top and grazed the skin there.

She opened her eyes, and blushed when she remembered what happened. She and Damon had never talked about. She was waiting for him to talk about it. But he never did, then it dawned her; perhaps he couldn't remember it…

XxX

Damon was puzzled. Why did Elena just leave like that? A part of him ached to be near her, to comfort her, to tell her everything was going to be okay. The other part was asking why he wanted that so much. Before long, he had an internal battle going on. He pushed it aside and walked off. He almost forgot Katherine who came scurrying after him.

"Ugh, Damie!" Katherine grinned. Damon tried not to shudder at his pet name. He hated it. "Don't worry about her. She's probably having her time of the month." She said insensitively.

Damon knew it wasn't as simple as that. Elena never got bad tempered about her 'time of the month'. If she did, it was very rare. He refused to believe Bonnie about Elena being overwhelmed, which meant he didn't believe Elena either. But when he tried to think of another explanation, he came up blank.

"Come on, I'll take you home." Damon said to his fiancée. All the time on the journey to her houses, she was babbling on about the wedding. He smiled and looked at her, her flowing blonde hair, her dark blue eyes. Oh, how he loved her…

He dropped her off at her house and went home. When he got back, he went straight to his room and thought about today. This is bothering me way more than it should, Damon thought, it was supposed to make her happy, not run off. He laid back on his bed, his arms behind his head and thought. Before he could control it, his mind automatically drifted to that drunken night, the night he spent with Elena, the night he'd made Elena think he'd forgotten about. He laughed humourlessly. How could he forget it?

It was nothing, he told himself, a night with his best friend of the opposite sex. I'm sure it happens all the time, he continued lamely. So why, after two years, was it still on his mind?

Damon groaned loudly and started slightly when his phone began ringing next to him. He picked it up and looked at the caller ID. It was Katherine. As much as he loved her, as he did, he wasn't in the mood to talk right now. He let it ring and as soon as it went off, he switched it off.

"Was Elena okay?" Stefan asked from the doorway.

Damon looked at his brother and shrugged. "She said she was overwhelmed, but if she thinks I believe that then she doesn't know me."

Stefan nodded. "So…what do you think is really wrong with her then?"

"I have no idea." He sighed.

Stefan tried not to laugh and his poor, unobservant brother. He couldn't see that Elena loved him. And then again, Damon couldn't see that Stefan loved Katherine either. Clearly, his older brother goes round with his eyes closed. Stefan left his brother to work out the truth, not that that will happen. He sighed. What were he and Elena like, falling for the ones they couldn't have? He knew only too well how things would simpler if he liked Elena, rather than Katherine. But he also knew that you couldn't help who you fell in love with.

Stefan's phone rang. Elena. "Hello." He said, as he answered.

"Stefan, where's Damon? He's not answering his phone." She sounded panicked.

He smiled. "Don't worry. I'm assuming he and Katherine have had a bit of domestic as he's switched his phone off and looking all broody." He replied.

Elena was quiet for a moment. "Oh, well, I hope they sort things out." She said evenly.

It was Stefan's turn to pause. "I don't." he said quietly.

"No, I don't either. Is that selfish?" she asked. Yes, Stefan thought, very selfish.

"It is. But you can't help how you feel." He added.

Elena sighed on the other end of the line. "Okay, well, tell him I tried to call, would you?" she asked.

"Yes, I will. Bye, Elena." And he hung up.

He walked up to Damon's room, resuming his previous position of leaning on the door frame. "Elena called." He said, watching Damon who was still lying on his bed. Stefan bit back the laugh when Damon's head snapped up at Elena's name. "She's been trying to call you but since you've had your phone off, she couldn't get through." Stefan said, almost lazily.

Stefan left as Damon slowly picked up his phone. He switched off his phone and once it was properly loaded up, he noticed he had three messages. All of them from Elena. He smiled faintly at her worried texts. His phone flashed with another text.

Damon opened up the new text and it said; I rang Stefan and he told me your phone was off, something about a domestic with Katherine. Hope everything is okay :) xxx

'A domestic with Katherine'? He figured it could have looked like if another party didn't know the full story. He let it slide.

Damon sighed and rang Elena. She answered after the second ring. "Damon?" her voice sounding tired but concerned.

"Hi. I'm okay. I was just tired and didn't feel like talking. I'm sorry if I scared you." he said, feeling relaxed.

"It's okay. Do you want me to go?" she asked Damon, hoping the answer would be 'no'.

"Of course not. Are you going to tell me what was wrong with you earlier?" Damon challenged.

Elena panicked. Why was he still asking? Can't he let it go? "It was just a rush of emotions. Silly, really, but I'm honestly fine now." she said, wanting Damon to drop it. But then again, she wanted so much from her best friend but she knew she wouldn't get it any time soon.

"Alright, Elena, I'll leave it. But if you decide to tell me what was really wrong, then feel free to. We are best friends, after all." Damon sounded irritated. Her stomach churned. I would, but then that would spark a whole lot of questions.

Damon was annoyed now. What was so bad that she couldn't tell him? Wouldn't tell him?

"I'm sorry, Damon. When the time is right, I will tell you." she replied, guilt filling her voice.

Damon sighed. "Thank you." he said, simply. After a while, they finished their conversation and Damon eventually fell asleep, Elena being the last thing on his mind.

XxX

Elena stared at the window for a while after her conversation with Damon. She yearned to tell him the truth but she couldn't. Not yet. She couldn't, knowing that her feelings wouldn't be returned.

I need to distract myself, Elena thought. If I want to remain being a part of his life, and him being a part of my life, I need to distract myself, try and move on. Make more of an effort to move on. A plan, but will it go through successfully?


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