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Chapter One: Distraction
Damon needed a drink. Better yet he needed space.
Yeah being the eternal stud had its perks put being stuck in a horribly lit bar , with music blearing in your ears when you already have a splitting headache was not one of them. Worse was when you used to be at the top of your game when it came to women and now just when you actually don't want a date for once in your life you seem to be the centre of attention. Well...female attention.
The girl who was talking at him had lost his interest hours ago so whe he finally had hand enough and leapt up he forgot her hand was perched on his shoulder.
"Ouch!" she pouted "Don't go"
He rolled his eyes and turned away. Pathetic
He had enough voices going on in his heard he most certainly did not need some blonde flirting herself nowhere fast in his ear for any longer.
He couldn't help replaying the scene in his head. Stupid memories! Isn't that what alcohol's for?
"Because what I'm about to say is probably the most selfish thing I've ever said in my life" He'd tried to lead it in gently but really he just need to get it out!
"Damon…don't go there"
"No. I just have to say it. Just once. You just need to hear it… I love you Elena….And it's because I love you that I can't be selfish with you and why you can't know this…I don't deserve you…but my brother does"
He remembered how warm her forehead had felt as he kissed it , So opposite to his own cold harsh skin. He hated it,
"God! I wish you didn't have to forget this…but you do"
Compelling her, Knowing she would never know his feelings. He hated it. It was one of the hardest things he'd ever done…well recently at least. He smirked
But being reduced to tears by one human girl . THAT was what had led him here. He didn't cry, not full wet tears. Man up!
He slammed his fist on the empty bar, suddenly realising he'd plonked himself there
Her damn voice came back again, "No, you don't admit you get hurt. You get angry, cover it up. Then you do something stupid"
Actually you know what maybe he could handle all that female attention . I mean "Un clavo saca a otra clavo" right? One nail drives out another. Yeah he could 'do something stupid' like that blonde he'd left behind in the corner. NO wait she went to school with Elena. Too close. Too many strings
Suddenly a pair of dark black tight skinny jeans came into focus and the fiqure they covered caught his attention.
She'd dropped something and he had to admit he was glad she had…
She was on her own at an empty bar…Perfect
Then she stood up and he realised why :The apron
Damn it she was the bartender. That complicated things slightly
Hang on! Time , time what was the time?
He fumbled for his phone alcohol kicking in making it difficult. 11;55 , five minutes till shift change ,Yes he was that much of regular
OK Five minutes convince her before she left…yeah he could do that.
She was wiping down the bar, He slid closer.
She felt his eyes on her .
Great! A perfect ending to a perfect day. The resident sleeze-stud (Was that even a word?) picked her of all people. Three hours had given her long enough to build a profile for this guy all she needed now was his name. Hiding behind the bar all night, you see things.
She was lean and a well built figure but not tall. Her hair was thick dark black brown curls that she had pulled back in pony tail. Her face he guessed was oval form the soft and smooth jaw line that could not hide behind her fringe. Her fringe however gave hints to a tougher edgier side as it was layered and almost rocky
A challenge
"You're new "He toyed
His voice sounding both teasing and intrigued at the same time broke her safe silence. Watching him carefully through her hair she tried to pick him apart. She'd had enough leather jackets in her life to last a lifetime what made this one so different? Something about him interested her. Something..- No! Work!
"Thank You Captain Obvious"
They made eye contact for a split second.
Those piercing blue eyes caught her by surprise for a split second.
Then she covered it up and leapt up onto the counter.
Damon slid closer this was easier then he had thought.
She smirked to herself when she realised why his interest had suddenly intensified. She saw his eyes follow her legs' lean smooth shape as she slid them across the bar before landing suddenly on the other side. She would not want him to entertain any thought like that again. Her guard needed to stay up now.
"What can I get you?"
Back to business? Damon thought Just like that?
"Um what ever that was" he handed her the half empty glass
Once she gave him his drink he merely held it and left in touched for now "Now, Who are you Miss newbie?"
"I'm old enough to drink the drinks I serve that should be your only concern"
21 he made a note of that she was at least 21
He caught her watching him for a second he sent a smirk her way
Green , her eyes were green no wait ! Hazel definitely hazel. And her skin was slightly pale like his own
"OK Lone Ranger There's a room full of nails to drive her out with"
Shed caught his Spanish proverb
That meant she had been listening to him
Wait! He said that out loud?
She dug her leather jacket out from beneath the bar placing it on it
Right in front of him .Big Mistake. While she packed up he raided her pockets
She slid off her black t shirt which caught on the white singlet beneath for a second before she quickly realised and pulled the white singlet down. She pulled out her tie so her hair fell gently into it curly place and her fringe swept to his right her left. "This nail has to go" she slipped her leather jacket on and turned to leave
"One second. Miss Evans" the triumph sickeningly evident in his voice she wanted to kick herself
She slowly turned to see him play his eyebrows at her, her driving license hand. She swore shed never seen someone look like the cat whose got the cream over a piece of plastic before. He was a stubborn one.
She stroad back leaning as close as her threat and fear would let her
"You want it back don't you?" he leaned even closer smirking
She snatched for it "Ah..ah ah ah" he tutted her " One condition"
"Im not kissing you" he was so close to her right now he was capable of practically anything
"Oh we'll deal with that later don't you worry. For now. One drink"
"That's it"
" Yeah 'that's it' geez!"
"Fine"
"Pinky promise" he pouted . Man he was drunk
She pinky promised then slid her legs over the bar again landing in the seat beside him
"I'd love to meet you sober"
"Trust me" he looked at her "I'm far less entertaining sober. So…you better strike while the irons hot" he flirted
She surrendered to a small laugh " I hate a guy who knows he's hot"
" So you admit I'm hot then?" He eyed her
She placed her hand on his instantly seeing it seize his attention. "You think you are. A little humility would be nice"
She slid her license out from under his hand
" nah I don't do humility come to think of it I don't really do humanity either"
"So. Samantha…Sam...Sammie" he toyed
She glared at him
HE gave up annoying her for a second seeing it was genuinely ruining his chances
"I'm Damon" she shook his hand
"So whose this nail" she asked a couple of drinks later
"None of your business"
"OK…."
" NO I don't wanna talk about her" He slid way too close" I wanna talk about YOU"
"You see Mr Salvatore Im not quite…"she stumbled "that drunk ."
"Oh I think you are"
She was however vastly more sober then him and getting soberer by the minute
"I mean look at us we could be this cute little leather jacket family, we match! Snap! You win!"
"For how long? a few hours? 24 max?" her scepticism was instinct by now
"48!" he stuck his hand in the air in order to bid higher then clumbsiky bourhg it down" It's the weekend . duh!"
"how could I forget" she rolled her eyes almost sober now
"Look" she suddenly felt bad for being so harsh with him " lets get you home" She gathered her things
"Finally!" He laced and arm around her waist which she simply moved to her shoulder. And helped him stagger out to her car. He was heavier then she expected and his hands were frightfully cold for being drunk and inside a crowded bar for four hours but people had bad circulation right?
Once shed seatbelted him in ignoring all flirtaous remarks about her good taste in cars or the proximity caused by her fixing his belt , she set off
Liz had given her a basic tour of the town a couple of weeks ago
"So the Salvatore house then?" she tried to keep him awake as they reached the outskirts,
"Yup, oooooooo Stefan is gonna kiiiilllll meeee" he teased himself like a child making her secretly smile to herself
"Whose Stefan?"
"My baby bro and look there he is! Naww doesn't he look all grown up and angry"
She saw the silhouette of young broad shouldered teen in the light of the doorway
She found it strange that normal protective older brother was leaving his mess to his little brother, Normally the eldest was the role model right?
She pulled into the drive and switched off the ignition
Well what next? I mean what was she going she barely knew this guy?
"Kiss goodnight ?" he snuck in the quick comment as she leaned over to undo his belt. He just with in reach but she fought that moment and clambered out .
"Stefan?"
"He's drunk?" he didn't sound surprised or amused
"Yip"
"OK Ive got it sorted thanks" he let his older brother lean on him and helped him up the steps , the scene brought a soft smile to her lips
.Then the door slammed
"The light it burns!" Damon staggered outside the next morning chuckling at his own pun
Stefan suppressed a smile
Damon stopped suddenly
"Dude where's my car?" His Ashton Kutcher impression as good as always but Stefan wasn't in the mood
"Very funny Damon"
"NO seriously?" he looked genuinely confused
"Its at the grill . You gotta ride home and from a beautiful woman none the less"
Stefan couldn't help but love the fact that for once Damon had not came,saw and conquered
Damon finally recollected his memories "Ah! Yes Sa-man-tha!" he held one hand up using the other to pretend he was putting her name up in lights
Then he stopped "And she DIDN'T stay the night?"
" Nope" Stefan stated bluntly " Looks like you've gotta up your came brother" Stefan suppressed a chuckle patting Damon's shoulder before disappearing inside.
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