Hey Guys,
This is the first of many chapters to come of my Ian Somerhalder Fanfic. I relly hope you like it and please excuse any typos in the writing.
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-Char
Fan fiction Ch.1
ISV
When I woke up I felt weird, as if someone just let off a bomb in my head; a hangover. I met a man at the bar last night. He saved me from the middle of a bar fight with my ex. My ex Josh started yelling and screaming at me out of drunkedness while taking a swing at my head with his fist. The man who I met blocking the blow. He then punched Josh in the face and Josh got kicked out. The man offered to buy me a drink as he told me his name. Ian. I told him my name, Claire. He offered to buy me a drink and I accepted. We talked just about generalities. Nothing major. He asked if I wanted to come and stay the night at his place seeing as I was not fit to drive. When I got to his house he said I could take the guest room. I tried walking but the heels didnt help much. I wasn't used to drinking this much. Ian saw my condition and picked me up, bringing me into his house. It was huge. He had the most beautiful tapestries and paintings I have ever seen. "You have a beautiful home" I said amazed. "It's just stuff I collected over the years. Mostly garage sales. No biggie" Ian said in a huff. Clearly he was struggling to carry me. "It's ok I can walk now." I said trying to get out of his arms. When he let me go I removed my heels and took a couple wobbly steps before following him through the house taking note of the bathrooms because I probably will need them later. Finally we got to the guest room and I stood frozen in my tracks. There was a huge bed with a royal blue bedspread right in the middle of the room. It was four times as big as my bed at home I said to my self. "This is from garage sales?" I said to Ian. "Surprisingly yes. The rich neighborhoods get rid of stuff just if juice gets spilled on the mattress. Anyways this is you room until we get you home tomorrow." He said with a smirk. "Thanks. Goodnight." I said to him. With a nod he left the room. Then I climbed into the bed with a sigh and drifted off to sleep. So now I am sitting here in darkness. I couldn't get to sleep after I found the pounding in my head. I wandered into the bathroom and found some aspirin and checked the clock. 7:30 well at least I could try to get some sleep. I don't want to be tired from lack of sleep last night. A couple hours later I could hear faint sounds from his kitchen. I assumed it was him considering that we were the only ones they were in the house last night. I got up and patted my tangled hair down and walked towards the kitchen. When I walked up the the door I saw Ian in dark green pajama pants that rode dangerously low on his waist making some bacon. When he noticed me he said "Hey. I made you some breakfast. I hope you don't mind fresh OJ." "No not at all. Thanks." I said, my voice barley a whisper. The aspirin must have kicked in sometime a while ago because my head was now a dull throb. I sat down at the table and noticed pancakes and toast sitting on a plate with a tall glass of orange juice on a coaster. "You went all out" I said breathlessly. "You tend to do that when you live alone and you finally have someone over." Ian said. "You are alone? You haven't found a single person to share this beautiful home with? You deserve a beautiful girl who loves you not the emptiness of a lonely house. Especially for someone as kind as you and-sorry I'm rambling off aren't I?" I said sulking in my seat. "Actually I think it's kind of cute." Ian said. He then stopped in his tracks. I did I double take too. Did he really just say that? Really? Finally Ian came and sat down and we ate. When it came time for me to leave, Ian took me to the bar to pick up my neglected car so I could go home. When I pulled out my keys, Ian said "One more thing before you leave, call me." He said. Slipping a piece of paper into my hand. Before he could leave I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, got in my car, and drove off towards my house.