Love Like This
She stands under the shade of a large oak at the edge of the garden.
She stands on the side of the party just observing, the twins run past her her a blur of laughter and waves as they run around wildly with their friends on hot on their heels, cake smeared around their faces.
'They are going to be a nightmare to put down tonight'.
She hears their mother say to her husband who looks after their children as they disappear round the side of the house, reappearing moments later with ice cream and she groans.
'It's their birthday let them enjoy it'.
He tells her looking at his children who suddenly come to a stop and run towards their parents a fit of laughter as they collide with them.
She turns her attention to where her best friend is sitting with her boyfriend by her side, his hands resting protectively on the rounded bump of her stomach.
A smug smile on his face, typical for him he thinks but of all the things in his life, they all know that while the pregnancy came as a complete and unexpected surprise.
He was overjoyed when his girlfriend of over a year told him that she was expecting his child.
Late nights at the bar he owned traded with late night ice cream and pickle runs, one of her cravings.
Instead of his head being stuck in playboy, he was reading every baby book out there
The unmistakeable sound of her daughter's giggles fill her ears and she turns her head to find her in the arms of her other best friend who is staring adoringly at the child who is a perfect combination of both mother and father.
Her uncle suddenly scoops the child out of the arms of her friend as he lifts her high in the air making her laugh in delight.
Her laughter touching her ears makes her heart swell.
It's nice to be together again as a family but she misses him when he's not around missing moments like this listening to their daughter laugh.
She knew that when she first laid eyes on him that she would end up missing him in such a way.
Only 16 when she first met him
She stumbled across him having no idea who he was, she had only gone to the grill to collect the usual movie night take out.
When she found herself staring at the stranger who was sat at the bar his attention not on any women that tried to gain his attention.
It was purely focused on the pad in front of him which he stared at furiously as a pencil danced in his hands.
She wasn't sure how long she had been watching him when she met a stormy gaze.
He didn't speak only stared making her feel uneasy and she turned away quickly collecting her order and leaving without another glance in his direction.
The second time she met him was when she collided with him outside her high school again his attention was focused on the sketchbook in his hands otherwise he would have noticed her coming towards him which he didn't until his sketchbook was knocked out of his hands and he found himself staring at her for a second time.
Expect now she finally got the chance to really look at him, away from the dark lighting of the grill.
He was breathtaking in every sense of the word, she thought guys like him only existed in the minds of authors or movies but here he was.
Dark blonde hair that curled naturally that was messed up making her wonder what he was doing before he came to stand outside her school, stubble lined that perfect jaw, his eyes dark blue eyes still held a storm but her eyes where drawn to his lips, so full and perfect.
She couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to kiss him and she suddenly remember how awkward this situation already was.
'Sorry'.
She mumbled as she got up and he looked at her as he stood himself up brushing dirt of his clothes, eyes searching for his sketchbook which she handed to him.
'Thank you'.
He had an accent and not just any accent, she was sure her heart may have jumped out of her throat as she didn't say a word to him and he looked at her strangely and nodded to himself turning away from her.
The third time she met him, he had got into a fight with her now very much ex boyfriend.
She had heard the chanting before she even saw what was happening.
'Fight,Fight,Fight'.
She pushed her way through the crowd to find him standing their glaring at Tyler who wiped blood on his sleeve.
'I'm going to kill you'.
He yelled lunged at the mysterious stranger who dodged the move and reached out twisting Tyler's arm making him fall to his knees.
'Listen to me mate, your lucky that my sister is watching me otherwise I'd be killing you'.
'I'm not your mate'.
Tyler spat and the guy didn't even respond as he pulled Tyler to his feet and dragged him through the crowd.
'Tyler what is going on?'.
She snapped as he was pulled past her and mysterious stranger stopped and looked at her.
'This is your boyfriend'.
God his accent sounded hotter when he was pissed she thought but shoved the thought to the back of her mind.
'Yeah'.
He looked at her and then at Tyler shaking his head.
'So you have a beautiful girlfriend is that not enough for you'.
He asked Tyler who avoided looking at him or Caroline but muttered something that she couldn't make out.
'Look love you may want to find a new boyfriend'.
Advice she didn't take for the longest time believing that Tyler did really love her.
Until she went over to his house to surprise him to find him between the legs of another girl and he didn't even seem ashamed which led to the fourth time she met him and found out who he was.
She sat in the grill staring at the drink in front of her, thank god for fake I.D and the college staff that worked at the grill on the weekends.
She didn't exactly want the drink but she thought being drunk would make her feel better.
'Rough night?'.
She turns her head to see him standing beside her.
'No drawing tonight'.
She replied looking back at her drink as he sat beside her and she heard him laugh.
'Not tonight, where's that boyfriend of yours'.
He asks and she still refuses to look at him.
'He found himself more comfortable between another girls legs'.
He didn't respond but she heard him mutter something along the lines of ripping out his liver and she smiled to herself.
'I'm sorry'.
Now she looked at him, finding herself overwhelmed by his face but she ignored that.
'Why are you sorry, you don't know me, this is the second time we've spoken'.
He smiled showing dimples and she hated him, why was he so perfect.
'I do know you, you know my sister Rebekah, your a frequent visitor at our house'.
'Rebekah as in Mikaelson'.
He nodded.
'So that would make you the mystery brother that I've heard about but never seen'.
'I'm Nikklaus Mikaelson but Nikklaus is the name my father gave , so call me Klaus'.
She 16 when she met him.
17 when he kissed her and she kissed him back.
18 when she was leaving for college when he told her he would be her last love.
19 when she told him she loved him.
21 when he asked her to be his wife.
22 when discovered she was pregnant and became Mrs Mikaelson.
Now she was 23 with a beautiful 9 month old daughter and more in love than she ever imagined.
All that was missing was him.
Author's Note
Here it is my first real Klaus & Caroline story.
I am currently co-writer for How Good Can It Be.
But this is my idea and I'm going to run with it and hopefully you guys will enjoy it as much as I love telling the story.
This is a Klaus & Caroline story but their friends and family will be a big part of this story and I will reveal who the parents of the twins are and who the pregnant friend is but for now I hope you've all enjoyed this taster.