Hey Guys! So, I was completely bored and I've been meaning to post this for a while now. Anyways, It's going to bounce back from Stefan to Elena's P.O.V.'s and also a lot of our favorite TVD character's will be making appearances! Enjoy and let me know what you think!
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Waking Up in Vegas-Chapter One-
I woke up with a pounding head ache and the warmth of a long legged woman's body next to me. I've had a hard time with trying to remember the previous nights events as I watch the slim and beautiful looking brunette stir on her side of the king size bed and slowly lift her head up from the pillow underneath her. Her long brown hair is a mess and falling out of the now loose low pony tail that held it in place the night before.
I clear my throat and scratch my head, trying desperately to remember what the hell had happened last night, just as I hear the young woman gasp. "Oh God, no!" She nearly shrieks as she briskly gets up from the bed and searches franticly for her light turquoise dress that's laying on the table, next to the bed.
I let out a small chuckle as I watch her slip into her dress, then I finally speak. "Hope you're not freaking out because we slept together.." I tell her, trying to finish my sentence, but I find my green eyes blazing and burning because I can't take my eyes off of her slim figure and the visible hicky that's now on her shoulder.
"Ha..Look, I usually never do this. I was heavily drunk last night and well, you were hot. But, that's beside the point. I never do this, I am so not a one night stand type of girl!" She confirms again as I watch her slip on her black high heels, her eyes narrowing on me, when I uncover myself from the sheets that we had slept on.
"Those bridesmaids, oh crap... and the bride is going to be fuming...When she finds out I sunk off!" She rambles on, as she speaks in a hurried tone, way too rushed to even understand fully. I watch closely as she grabs her purse that's hanging off the chair in the lavish and expensive hotel room that Damon had purchased for his big wedding night with his new wife Katherine.
"Can I at least know your name?" I ask her in a hopeful tone, smiling at her before pulling my white shirt over my head, getting up from the bed in slow motion.
"I thought that we had said no names. Remember, last night before you brought me back here... you whispered it into my ear as you sucked on my ear lobe." Her voice trails off as she looks over at me. I've gotten up off the messy bed and my eyes are glued to her as I lick my chapped lips and follow her fidgeting hands that are playing with a small piece of string that's on her dress.
"That's fine..I guess I can ask my brother then..." I inform her, following her body with my lust filled eyes, up and down her lean and perfectly athletic body, taking in her still dissolved hair, smeared mascara and the fact that her red lipstick is half gone and that she has four deep red hickies on her collarbone.
"Sorry, but I wasn't part of that wedding party." She comments with a wink, standing up straight and giving me a once over with wide brown eyes.
"What?" I ask her, in a confused tone, pulling my sweats over my boxers as my eyes meet hers.
"My friend was married last night too, my best friend to a great guy that's the love of her life, really. As I assume your brother was. Well, I got sick of my date and I somehow ended up at the reception for your brother and his new wife, Katherine was it? She's beautiful by the way." She explains as I watch her, remembering that she was also with an equally as beautiful, long haired blonde that had an expensively made Vera Wang wedding dress on, they had been standing in the hallway together as we all had passed when I nearly bumped into them both, but Lexi had caught my arm.
"Fine, so if I can't know your name. Can I at least know when I can see you again?" I ask her with a gleeful smile as I watch her turn towards the door.
"Look, It is what it is. Your a really good looking guy, and I would love to see you again. But, my life is a mess right now and I just don't have time to be in a relationship. I'm sorry. It was fun." she comments, grabbing the door knob and pulling on it forcefully, a nervous laugh escaping her pursed lips.
"Wait, please just tell me your name. That's all I ask." My tone is begging, my voice is low and I walk over to her quickly, placing my hand against the half way open door and the wall in front of her, watching as she exhales deeply and turns back towards me, facing me directly as she speaks.
"It's tempting...But, I am still not telling you. Look, Mr. Salvatore. I'm glad that we got the chance to meet. Maybe next time." She tells me as she begins to close the door and walk down the hall. But my voice stops her steps and she turns around in a hurry.
"You told me you didn't know my name! That names weren't important." I counter quickly as I hear her let out a laugh, stopping in the hallway to look at me with a playful and flirtatious grin on her face.
"Well, that was until I found out who you were...your business card was in my purse, when I was looking for my chap stick." She informs me, with a wink as she turns towards my direction again. I'm now leaning against the door frame of the hotel room in nothing more than just a white thin shirt and a pair of black sweat pants as she places her hands on her hips and runs her fingers through her messy hair.
"Who am I exactly?" I ask her in a sarcastic tone. Maybe, she really isn't like all the girl's I've been with, maybe she has no idea who I really am. No idea about the money, the cars, the mansions and millions of dollars that are in my bank account. And part of me is hoping for it as I cross my arms over my chest and wait for her to respond.
"Well, that's easy...your Stefan Salvatore...one of wealthiest men on the west coast...Besides, I've read about you in magazine's your kind of hard to miss. Your face is plastered, everywhere...right along with that amazing body of yours." She tells me in a knowing tone as her long lean legs walk back up to where I'm standing and then she locks her dark brown eyes with my green curious gaze.
"What are you doing..?" I ask her as I watch her lift up her hand to trace the rose tattoo on my arm."I'm making sure that you remember me." She tells me as she leans her body into me and kisses me deeply, pressing me hard against the wall as she hears a groan escape my lips and all I can taste is the vanilla on her mouth against mine as I exhale hard and my eye lids flutter open when my eyes lock with hers. But, before I can speak, she's placing her olive colored finger onto my lips.
"So, let's keep this casual, shall we? Plus, let's face it. We had a one night stand and that's all it's ever going to be. You probably get hounded by women who are way better looking than I am and I bet you that if we hadn't been really drunk last night, you probably would have never looked my way. So, to spare us both the heart ache and the awkwardness of 'the morning after talk', Thank you, for last night and this morning." She tells me as she steps away and watches as I swallow the lump down into my throat.
"How do you know what I want?" I ask her with a raspy voice, her hands are at her sides as she looks up at me through innocent and curious eyes.
"I don't. But, I know guys like you...you all want one thing and it's not a girl like me. You want to feel alive, you want to love in the moment, not in the long term and I can't do that. I could never be that girl." She says with a shake of her head as she once again begins to walk down the hallway, taking slow steps away from me, I'm pretty sure she feels my heavy gaze upon her as I watch her walk away from me. In amazement of how truthful this girl is. I'm not the type of guy to settle, maybe one day. But, now it's all about having fun and no responsibilities, living the bachelors life to the fullest until I hit around the age of 28 years old.
"By the way, check your phone. You had some girl named Lexi call you like 10 times this morning. Good luck with that." She tells me as she disappears down the hallway and out of my sight, leaving me feeling like I've just uncovered the biggest mystery of my life, a girl who isn't like all the others, someone who's a breath of fresh air and a girl who's name I don't know.
'Shit!" I curse under my breath as I place my hand into the deep pockets of my sweats, pulling out my Iphone. She was right, 10 missed calls, all from my ex-girlfriend, Lexi Branson.
I dial her number quickly as I shake my head and shut the hotel room door behind me. As my feet nervously pace through the room, I exhale deeply when Lexi's smooth voice speaks my name.
"I can explain. I swear, look..meet me down stairs in 10 minutes and I'll make it up to you." I promise her as I hang up the cell phone and take a long look around the room that has scattered sheets and random pieces of my clothing from the night before, thrown around on the floor. I'm still trying to jog my memory of the night before. But, all I can remember was her words and the way she whispered my name, over and over again as we made love.
After grabbing whatever I could find and a baseball hat to cover my messy hair, I walk down the hall and take the stairs to the lobby of the hotel. I'm trying desperately to remember how I had ever gotten myself in this situation, sleeping around with random women that I barely even know, it's not like me at all. Yet, I don't want to give it up, even if it's giving the tabloids something to talk about, I could care less because I'm enjoying it too much, no attachments, no worries in the world...except for one...knowing her name.
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