So I'm back, writing on The Vampire Diaries now! Hope you enjoy!

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Chapter 1

I woke up this morning feeling a bit disoriented. I looked around the room I was in; it wasn't mine which meant Damon had taken me back to the boarding house last night.

His arms were currently wrapped tightly around my middle section. I was just so comfortable I just didn't even want to get up.

"Good morning." Damon whispered in my ear seductively.

"Good morning to you too." I told him, and then I turned my head ever so slightly so that our lips could touch. The kiss was steamier than we intend, as always. Since we were both already unclothed we didn't have to bother undressing each other, and pretty soon we were very into each other. I wasn't aware that we were causing the bed to hit the wall; I was just too involved in appreciating Damon by screaming his name loudly. We both came together, and were out of breath at the end.

"Wow can you wake me up like that every morning?" I asked him.

"We'll see." He gave me a cocky grin.

"Shower?" I asked.

"Shower." He agreed.

Our shower was hot, we managed to not have sex in it but, we did have to torture ourselves with the cold water so we could function for the day. Once dressed, we had made our way downstairs to so we could eat.

"So Damon what's on the agenda today?" I asked him, as he sat down beside me with a massive plate of food and two forks.

"Well we have an appointment with our wedding planner, so that's alright I guess. Then we have to go see if we can finally find you a wedding dress." He smiled as we ate. It just so happened that Damon and I were engaged and I could not for the life of me find a dress that suited our wedding.

"Fine don't be disappointed when I don't find a dress though." I said, taking a bite of food.

Just then Stefan came into the kitchen looking pissed off. "Thank you for the wake up call." He told us sarcastically.

Damon then decided to torment his brother. "She wasn't calling your name loudly this morning little brother."

Stefan rolled his eyes. We broke up a long time ago when he decided he wanted a girl like Katherine. So he allowed Damon and me to become closer than ever. He however thought that I would end up choosing him like Katherine did. And, when he wanted me to choose between the two of them, I chose Damon.

After a few more months of dating Damon proposed to me with an enormous ring that belonged to his mother.

Stefan gave me a brooding look that asked me to forgive him; the truth was I wasn't mad at him anymore. I was just so in love with Damon, that I couldn't even think of loving Stefan in the way I loved Damon.

"Well we will just have to see then won't we?" Damon said commenting on my doubt.

"Is that a bet Mr. Salvatore?" I asked him. I gave him a sultry look; I severely enjoyed betting with Damon we didn't bet money, we bet sexual favors.

"Have I ever been one to not turn something into a bet Ms. Gilbert?" He said his gaze was intense. I didn't even know how he was able to turn me on with just a look, but somehow he did it. I forgot that Stefan was still there when I threw myself at Damon.

Stefan cleared his throat, and Damon was the one that had to pull away.

"Something wrong with your throat Stefan?" Damon asked him.

"No nothing is wrong with my throat; I just prefer not to witness my brother and my ex-girlfriend fuck on the table, the table where I eat."

"Why worry about that, we already have." I told him, Damon was definitely wearing off on me, I would have normally never said that to anyone, let alone Stefan.

Damon laughed loudly and said "Don't want to be late to meet the wedding planner Elena, let's go, I'll meet you at the car."

I went to get my coat and purse from Damon's room when I descended the stairs I noticed Stefan blocking the front door.

"Excuse me Stefan," I said politely.

"Elena," He grabbed my arm in an iron grip "Why are you doing this to me?"

"Walking past you?" I asked him not wanting to realize what he was actually trying to get at.

"Don't play stupid!" He growled menacingly at me. His grip on my arm was really tight. Then he whispered in my ear quietly. "I still love you; please don't make me make a scene. I know you love me too, Damon has always stolen what I love, don't let him do this to us."

I tore away from his grip appalled and speechless. And didn't say any words but I pierced him with a cold and hard glare.

When I flung the door open Damon was leaning against the porch, there was a fire burning behind his eyes, but he didn't say anything about what he obviously just heard. He just pulled me close to him while leading me to his car.

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