"And one day, you catch yourself wishing that the person you loved had never existed, so you'd be spared from your pain."
The Ship of Dreams.
Caroline Forbes let out a little snort of laughter at that, as the said ship was currently sinking, beyond the depths of the North Atlantic Ocean. And it was trying it's hardest to bring all of its passengers with it.
It was times like this when Caroline thanked her lucky stars that she was a vampire, meaning she couldn't die from drowning due to a little construction flaw. No one, not the captain Edward Smith, not Bruce Ismay, not even the Harland and Wolff workers that built her, ever in their wildest imaginations could have known that the astounding vessel that was the Titanic would be taken down by a simple natural occurrence such as an iceberg.
Of course, none of the passengers were aware of the danger beneath them yet, but soon they would know. Caroline merely chanced across the news of the iceberg because she had caught on to the end of the Captain's worried ramblings to the First Mate as the pair had rushed past her. She had time to enjoy the beautiful boat, before it was too late.
Standing at the edge of the Grand Staircase – her second favourite spot - Caroline heard a voice, one that brought back memories she had tried, and failed, to suppress.
"Miss Forbes, a surprise to see you here sweetheart," A British accent spoke softly from behind her. She spun on her heels quickly, her long dress flowing out gracefully around her. Of course it was him, it was always him.
"Niklaus Mikaelson, now there's a face I haven't seen in a while. I was rather hoping I wouldn't have to see it for another few years yet, wouldn't want to damage my impeccable eyesight," Caroline smiled at the tall and incredibly gorgeous Original Hybrid who now occupied the space in front of her. It was the same every time they met – they would taunt and tease the other but really, they were like best friends. Yet Caroline couldn't help but want more.
"Ouch love, your words sting harsher than a White Oak Stake, I fear I am wounded deeply," He flashed a heart breaking smile at her and as much as she wanted to melt into a puddle, she refused to. Instead, she opted for an eye roll at his dramatics.
"You always were one for over doing things Nik," Caroline gave a half-smile before letting a brief look of horror flash across her face. She prayed to God that he didn't notice her epic slip of the tongue.
"So, it's Nik now is it love?" He commented slyly, raising an eyebrow. Of course he noticed, the man was insufferable.
"I figured since we are about to 'die' we may as well try to be amicable towards each other," She said dismissively. Damn him and that mischievous twinkle in those gorgeous blue eyes. No, they are not gorgeous in the slightest. Control yourself Caroline, you are a respectable lady to these people surrounding you.
"Well then sweetheart, care to join me until the water envelops us," Klaus held out his hand expectantly. Apparently Caroline surprised not only him but also herself as she accepted it. God, he had soft hands. Why did everything about him have to be so beautiful? Yet so attractively dangerous.
"Where to Mr Mikaelson?" She asked politely, a hint of a smirk raising her perfect rose red lips.
"To the stars," He smiled and she swore her dead heart stopped.
"Come Nik," She beamed, tightening her grip on his hand and pulling him up the staircase. She would show him her favourite place on the marvellous ship.
His breath caught at her saying Nik, he liked the way it rolled off her tongue. Only the people who were close to him were allowed to call him Nik, Klaus was what the others who feared him referred to him as. It was the name that preceded his reputation. Even though he hated when people, namely Elijah, called him Niklaus, he couldn't help but smile when Caroline first said it. It sounded beautiful. But then again, Caroline was beautiful and she could make anything sound good. Even their 'impending death'. He knew she would survive, but he still could not shake the feeling of worry resonating deep in the pit of his stomach.
"Are you nervous?" Her voice broke through his thoughts.
"I mean, about the ship sinking. I'm sure you know as well as I do that there isn't nearly enough lifeboats and we may not get to one on time," She added softly.
"I suppose," He sighed absentmindedly.
"Why?" Caroline questioned him as they walked along the deck, hands intertwined.
"I almost drowned once as a human, it was frightening. The fear of knowing you need to take a breath, your lungs on fire, urging you to breathe but being unable to. That used to be a great fear of mine as a human – suffocation. It is probably one of the worst ways to go," He revealed as she looked at him with sadness and worry. He felt his lips pull into a smile as she gently leaned in to kiss his cheek.
"Do not worry Nik, it is all in the past. You jump, I jump, remember?" She smiled before pulling him on.
"I remember. You are a good person Care, could be nicer to me sometimes. I'd forgive you if you took off that dress though," Klaus grinned at her, watching as she blushed before the anger and amusement crept onto her face.
"You're such a pervert, what the hell's wrong with you wolf boy?" She rolled her eyes, secretly thrilled.
"Well my step-father was an evil psychopath and my mother was an overprotective lunatic, so start adding," He shrugged.
She gave him a look that resembled pity and he looked over the banister out to sea, uncomfortable. He hated being pitied; it made him feel weak and vulnerable. And that was one thing the Original Hybrid was not.
"Here we are," She announced quietly, pulling him into a corner of the deck. He responded by wrapping an arm around her tiny waist.
"I've missed you Nik, I've missed my best friend over the past two years," Caroline sounded close to crying. God he hated when she cried.
"I'm sorry love, I wish I could have been with you but the werewolf packs were causing trouble and I was the only one who could sort them out. Some kind of worldwide spell by the witches who wanted rid of vampires and werewolves."
"I'm glad you're here. Even though we won't die, I'm glad my last moments on this ship will be with you," She sniffled slightly and he tugged her to him tighter.
"Well, since we're going to be sucked into the water, might as well give myself something to live for," He murmured softly, and with that, he pulled his best friend for many years into the most amazing kiss he had ever witnessed. Overhead, the first flares went up. Appropriate, he thought, as her slender hands wrapped around his neck. Finally, she thought, my life is looking up.
Author's Note:- Hey, so this just popped into my head and I thought aw cute haha! It was written really quickly so sorry if it's not so good. Feel free to ask me any questions you may have and finally I hope you enjoy it!:D x