AN: This is my first fanfiction- Let me know what you think and any reviews would be great :) I don't know whether to do this as a one shot or keep it going- let me know what you think ! I hope you enjoy it.

It's been two and a half years since Elena and Stefan last saw each other. They had kept in touch, but how much can you keep writing when you don't share the same life. He was living in Mystic Falls and she had moved to Europe when she was barely 10 years old. The only time they did see each other was during the summer when Elena would go back to Mystic Falls to see everyone again. The last time they saw each other they were 16 and it was at a football match. They barely knew each other. They knew each other's face and names and occasionally said hi, but nothing more. However, during that football match, things changed between them. They were sitting next to each other and for the first time, they talked like they never had before. Neither one of them could tell you who won that football game because they were more focused on each other than on the sport. Ever since that day, whenever Elena would fly back to Mystic Falls for the summer, he would fly out. It happened two years in a row and they both accepted it, because by the end of the day, they realized that they hardly knew each other. They both led their lives and occasionally talked but that was about it. On New Year's Eve, everything changed- the year 2012 was about to start. Both, Stefan and Elena, were invited to the same New Year's Eve party and they both knew each other would be there (thanks to Facebook). The thought of it made them smile- seeing each other for the first time in two and a half years. The party was taking place in a mansion, a 45-minute drive from Mystic Falls. Stefan was having dinner there with his high school friends; Elena was coming in a bus that was organized.

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Elena was quietly getting ready for the party. She was dreading her drive to the mansion because she knew that she was going to be surrounded by strangers. One of the down sides of growing outside of Mystic Falls- you quickly become a stranger. In a town so small, everyone knows each other, and when an outsider comes in, they're immediately pointed out. As she reached the meeting point for the bus, Elena spoted out a girl that she occasionally saw during her stay in Mystic Falls, Ashleigh. Elena made her way to her, but as soon as she was close enough, Ashleigh turned her head and pretended not to see her and walked away. Elena's heart sank a little further; she forgot how girls could be so bitchy to one another. Elena knew that Ashleigh had a fling with Stefan, it was all over Facebook. She didn't blame either of them; Stefan was a living Greek God with his dirty blond hair that was spiked up to perfection and his deep green eyes. Ashleigh on the other hand could easily be a model, no jokes. She had long brownish blond hair and big blue eyes. Her smile was contagious, seeing her smile made you want to smile. Nonetheless, it doesn't mean that Ashleigh was the best person to be around, she was mostly a grade A bitch. How she ended up having a fling with Stefan remained a mystery to Elena. To Elena, Stefan was probably one of the sweetest guys that she had met. When they had talked during that football match or on Facebook, she realized how easily it was to get attached to him. She felt as though she could pour her entire heart out to him if she wanted to. The bus was about to leave and everyone was getting on. No questions need to be asked, Elena was sitting alone on a double seat- no one knew her, or if they did: they pretended they didn't.

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Stefan was eating dinner next to Caroline. Over the past few years Stefan, Caroline, Tyler and Matt had bonded. Whenever you saw one of them, you knew the other three would be around. They looked out for each other anytime and anywhere. Whenever Damon came back from Europe, he would join them and they would constantly hang out. Damon left for Europe a few years back and that's where he met Elena. They saw a lot of each other when they were in Europe and they quickly became best friends. Never once had they thought of dating or even hooking up. It was a perfectly clean relationship and they even started calling themselves twins. It was an inside joke between the two of them that no one understood, but everyone called them 'The Twins'. Some people thought the joke was real; others were smart enough to notice the difference-particularly in the eyes, his were a piercing sky blue while hers were endless chocolate brown. Occasionally Damon would talk about Elena to Stefan, but nothing more. Stefan was more aware of what was happening in her life than she knew what was happening in his.

"Hey Care, guess what?" asked Stefan with his mouth full.

"What Stefano?"

"Lena is coming tonight," he answered with a smile on his face. Although he didn't know her that well, he felt comfortable enough to call her 'Lena'.

"I knooooooow. You've told me the same thing five times now," Caroline answered with her blond curls bopping around her head.

"But I'm just so excited to see her again, it's been so long."

"Just eat please," concluded Caroline.

Caroline and Stefan were the closest friends out of the four. They laughed for the same things and thought the same way. Tyler and Matt didn't miss a beat of all the inside jokes though, they laughed along with Caroline and Stefan. However the friendship that they both shared was a strong one, quite unbreakable. Damon, who was sitting next to Stefan, just smiled at his plate. He liked the idea of Stefan getting excited to see Elena again.

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Elena got to the mansion at 11:45pm, more or less in time to say hi to the few people that she knew and then watch the fireworks when the clock would hit midnight. Caroline was waiting for her at the entrance. Elena loved her, she was one of the true friends that Elena had and could count on. As she entered the mansion, Elena noticed how beautifully it was decorated. There were stars and banners hanging low, but not low enough for people to tear them off. It was a mixture of green, blue, orange, red and yellow. You could easily think that you just entered Rainbow Land. Elena smiled, it's New Years, she thought, might as well make it colourful. All around the dancefloor there were white chairs placed, so anyone, anytime could sit and rest for a bit before dancing some more. On the left side of the dancefloor there was a small porch that led to the garden. Straight ahead of the dancefloor, there were double doors that led to a bigger porch; the bar was stationed there. A few steps led to the same gigantic garden. The place was beautiful!

"Is Damon here?" asked Elena. He was the only person that she could feel completely comfortable with, excluding Caroline.

"Damon? Yeah, he's here somewhere. Let's go look for him," and with that Caroline led Elena through the crowd of overflowing people.

The party was happening only on the first floor of the mansion, but it was big enough for Elena to get lost a couple of time. As Elena made her way to a side porch, she stopped dead in her tracks. Standing a few feet from her was Stefan. He wasn't facing her and she didn't want him to, she wanted to be able to stare at his beauty. He seemed to be looking in every direction but hers, as if he was looking for someone. Little did she know that he was looking for her. Over the last two years Stefan had changed for the best. He got taller and his body was full of muscles. He wore a dark blue button down shirt and jeans. Both piece of clothing looked as if it was made for him, it fit him so perfectly. Elena turned around and started going back to where she came from. She didn't want to go and say hello and then have awkward silences upon awkward silences. It gets pretty heavy when two people don't know what to say so they look anywhere but in each other's eyes and then unconsciously start rocking on their heels. Elena shuddered at the thought. She turned around and saw Damon staring at her with his head cocked to the right and a crooked smile on his face. He was making fun of her and she rolled her eyes while making her way to him. They hugged each other as if they hadn't seen each other in weeks when it has been only a couple of days. They somehow never got bored of each other and that's something that only best friends could share. He held out his hand and she took if as he led her to the dancefloor. The music picked up and they were suddenly hand jiving. They both learnt it in Europe and they would each in turn teach each other new moves. They've danced so many times together that they knew what moves would follow each one. People eventually stopped dancing and started to stare because Damon and Elena dancing together was simply extraordinary. The floor was extremely slippery due to numerous drinks that had fallen on the floor making Elena slip every so often. A minute later, Damon twirled Elena too fast and the next second she had her back on the floor. Elena was laughing so hard she was unable to lift herself up. Damon was holding Elena's hands trying to lift her up but he was also laughing and didn't have all of his strength. He finally got her up, both still laughing until their stomachs were burning. They sat down on the chairs that were surrounding the dancefloor to catch their breath. Damon had his hand on Elena's knee and was making sure that she wasn't hurt. From his point of view, her fall seemed pretty bad but she kept saying that she felt absolutely no pain.

"Have you seen Ste-," Damon started but was interrupted by someone more or less screaming 'FINALLY' in their direction.

Somehow Elena knew that it was Stefan talking, and that he was talking to her. She flew off her chair and jumped into his arms. It was one of those moments where you don't think, but you just act on impulse. Elena had imagined a simple 'hello' when she would see him again, but never had she thought that she would have been hugging him as if her life depended on it. She felt his arms around her waist, as if he too, was holding on for dear life. It was probably one of the longest hugs Elena has lived through and she didn't mind one single bit.

"Don't let me go, for at least another minute. I'm timing it", said Stefan while still holding onto Elena. Without thinking, Stefan kissed Elena's neck and she returned it with a kiss on the cheek. It felt so natural, as if they've known each other forever. Neither of them wanted to let go, so they kept hugging.

"Lenaaaa. I'm SO happy to see you again. Damn, it's been at least two years."

"Two and a half years Stef," answered Elena with a smile. They both reluctantly let go of each other but none of them could wipe their smile off of their faces. It felt as though there was a gravity pulling them to each other, and they couldn't fight it, even if they tried. Elena noticed that he was slightly on the effect of alcohol, which may have been the reason why it didn't feel awkward hugging him for so long, or kissing his cheek as if they've always known each other. As they stood in front of Damon who was still sitting on the chair, Stefan and Elena mentally replayed that hug and realized that it wasn't all hips and bones; it was perfect, as if their bodies were puzzle pieces that fit perfectly together.

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The party was well underway and Elena and Stefan hadn't seen each other since their hug. As she made her way towards the dancefloor, she spotted him standing alone, watching people dance. Stefan immediately turned her way and smiled as if he was a kid on Christmas day. How he knew that Elena was coming all comes down to the gravity felt by both. Stefan opened his arms when she was close enough and she gladly returned the embrace. As they let go of each other, Stefan handed her his beer and she took a gulp. She hates beer, always have, but for some reason, she didn't mind drinking it right now. As she handed back his beer, he took hold of her other hand and intertwined their fingers. Once again, it felt so natural, nothing forced. Stefan led Elena to the porch on the left side of the dancefloor.

"Lena, I will need you to hold me while I call Damon, I'm not extremely stable right now."

"How much did you drink Stefan?" Elena couldn't help herself from asking. The last time she saw him, he was extremely serious about alcohol and didn't even drink a drop. Now here he was, asking a girl he barely knew to support him while he made a call to his brother. Damon never picked up the phone.

"I don't know, a lot?" Stefan answered. "You?"

"A fair amount, but I'm not drunk."

"Alright then, we need to go get a drink. You and I."

As Stefan guided the way to the bar, he once again had Elena's hand intertwined with his. As he was about to order a couple of shots, they both heard someone call out Stefan's name. They turned around and saw Ashleigh heading their way.

"Oh. My. Gosh! Elena! How have you been? It's been ages since I last saw you," started Ashleigh and she hugged Elena. Elena didn't respond to the hug because a) her hand was still held by Stefan, and b) Elena knew that Ashleigh came up to her just because of Stefan. Their fling was long done, but Ashleigh didn't like the fact that she couldn't claim him anymore. Although Stefan was influenced by alcohol, he was quick on the uptake and immediately understood the situation between the two girls. He gently squeezed Elena's hand to reassure her that everything is under control.

"Hey Ash, your friends are calling you on the dancefloor," said Stefan while pointing to the furthest spot from where he was sitting. Stefan turned around and saw Elena looking at him with one eyebrow raised, questioning him. He didn't answer though, he simply winked. At that moment, Elena knew that no matter what, she'd always have someone to watch her back, someone on her side.

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The night was a blast and Elena spent her entire night with Damon, Stefan and Caroline. Both girls spent a majority of their night taking care of the boys, but as they were funny drunkards, their night wasn't ruined. All four of them were on the dancefloor acting like total retards but having the time of their lives. They didn't care who was watching or who was judging, they were having a good time and that was all that mattered to them at the moment.

The night unfortunately had to come to an end. The dance floor was completely deserted because everyone was already making their way to the parking lot. Of course, however, Stefan was still there, half dancing to the beat. Elena walked up to him and hugged him to say goodbye. Once again, Stefan kissed her neck, however this time he moved up to her cheek and he planted a final kiss at the corner of her lips. She was glad that he didn't kiss her completely on the lips, it would have been too soon. Elena was already falling for him. She knew it was crazy, but spending an entire night with Stefan Salvatore can do that to you. Elena didn't want to get attached too quickly, too hard because she knew that with a guy like Stefan, it was easy to get her fragile heart broken.

On their way back home, both, Stefan and Elena. Were replaying every moment they had spent together that night. The year 2012 has started in beauty for the both of them.