Sunset at Camp Nou was magnificent. Barcelona itself was beautiful, but this view was exactly what I needed. Taking off so suddenly most likely wasn't the most genius idea I've ever had, but I would deal with the consequences later. That's more my style; deny and push away.

If I could have seen what falling in love with that dark mysterious stranger would bring me I'm sure I would have tried my hardest not to. I mean they have special warning announcements on the news for guys like him. Though, if you've ever seen Damon Salvatore you know that that is not an easy accomplishment. All that charm and sarcasm just draws you in. Or maybe it's his eyes.

~Two months earlier~

"I'm in the business of misery, let's take it from the top

She's got a body like an hourglass that's tickin' like a clock

It's a matter of time before we all run out...

When I thought he was mine she caught him by the mouth

I waited eight long months

She finally set him free

I told him I can't lie he was the only one for me

Two weeks and we had caught on fire

She's got it out for me

But I wear the biggest smile

Whoa, I never meant to brag…"

I was singing to myself quietly in the deserted stone courtyard the students used to eat lunch at during the day. Tonight everyone was enjoying the dance.

"May I sit here?"

I jumped at the sudden question in my ear. A second ago I had the area to myself. I looked up and saw the most dangerously handsome man I've ever seen. Since it seemed I was having trouble with my vocal chords, I just nodded and slid to the other end of the bench I was sitting on. It was quiet for another minute until he held out his hand for me to shake.

"Damon Salvatore." he said.

"Anna." I said, smiling slightly as I shook his hand.

"So, Anna, why are you out here by yourself?"

"I was dragged to this thing by a friend. I'm pretty much just avoiding her so she doesn't drag me to the dance floor." I told him, proud that I could get a steady sentence out..

"Are you not a dancer?" He gave me a smirk that made my heart jump. What was this guy doing to me?

"Not while I'm still breathing." I said laughing.

After that night I saw Damon a lot. He was mysterious and I loved being around him. I wanted to know more. That was my first mistake.

~A week earlier~

"Can I ask you what the story behind your tattoo is?" he asked me pointing to my ankle. It was the warmest day of the summer and I was dancing around my back yard.

"What? Oh. My great grandmother was into a lot of mythical stuff," I answered looking down at the fairy that was inked there "and it all kind of got passed down through the generations. My whole family is into it."

It was true. I don't know how or why it started; maybe we were a family of hippies. Growing up there were always crystals and natural remedies to be found in my house.

I didn't know the answer to that simple question would change my life so drastically. The next week I didn't see Damon as much, I figured he had found someone else to hang out with, until one day he asked me to meet him at his house. That's when he told me what he was. A vampire.

I'll admit my reaction wasn't the best, but this was some pretty big news to get when a day ago your newest best friend was just a normal human being and Mystic Falls was just a normal town. I had run out of the house and drove home. Thinking back I know he could have stopped me. I must have paced the floors for hours, thoughts racing through my mind. My straight black hair was normal. My flowered bedspread was normal. My whole life was boring and normal. I felt like I didn't know anything anymore. I just needed some room to think. So, I went to Barcelona. Yes, I know it's a long way to travel just to think, but I was due a vacation. Luckily my parents also owed me a graduation present.

The worst part of the whole thing wasn't that I was scared. I was a little at first, but I soon realized if he had wanted to kill me he would have already. It was that it took him so long to tell me that was so bad. I had pretty much opened my soul to him; I felt like I could tell him everything, and it hurt that he didn't feel the same.

"You've been gone three days."

"Holy shit!" I screamed, jumping out of my seat.

"I was getting worried."

"So you decide to give me heart attack?" I ask him. I put my hand over my thumping heart. Maybe Damon was trying to kill me.

"Sorry." he smirked.

"Damon, I just needed some time. How did you find me anyway?"

"You always said this was your favorite place in the world. I can see why," he said sitting down in one of the stadium seats. "Sit down, I won't bite."

"That's not funny, Damon." I said staying where I was.

"Are you really still mad?" he said coming over to where I was.

"Do you think you would have taken it any better if I had told you when we first met?"

No, but I wouldn't have been in love with you I thought.

"When I first saw you, Anna, I felt like the world stopped." he said, "I didn't have a clue why this one random girl was completely turning my world upside down. I felt connected to you and I wasn't going to risk never seeing you again"

"What?" I whispered.

He ignored me and just kept talking like he was on a rant he would never finish.

"I've never had a girl affect me like this and I was scared, but if I'm not allowed to be afraid of love then you're not allowed to be afraid of me."

I stared at him, shocked. Did he really just say he was in love with me?

"Yeah, Anna, I'm in love with you." he said.

I stared at him for another minute wondering if reading minds was a vampire superpower or something, and then looked out at the dusk sky. I decided that, just like my trip to Barcelona, sometimes you have to stop thinking so much and go wherever your heart chooses to take you.

So with my mind made up I looked back at him and smiled.

"Damon Salvatore, take me home." I said jumping into his arms.

He smiled back at me and leaned closer. "I think I like it just fine here." he said just before he kissed me.

Now I know that using your head isn't always the best thing. Sometimes you just need to have a little faith.