Hi people,

This idea sort of just came to me, I don't know what people are going to think of it, or if anyone is actually going to read it but we'll see. And I really should be focusing on the assignment that is due tomorrow and I have bearly started but all that's running through my head is this story so I thought I'd give it a shot.

First things first I'll get one thing clear:

THIS IS AN AU STORY. THAT MEANS ALTERNATE UNIVERSE.

THERE ARE NO VAMPIRES, WICHES OR ANY OTHER SUPERNATURAL BEINGS IN THIS STORY.

Second I will let all of you who haven't read my other stories know that I am dyslexic so if there are any spelling or grammer mistakes please forgive and point out so that I can learn. I take more notice of reviwers than I do of any teachers or family who may try and teach me to spell.

Third I think the characters are pretty OOC in this but I'm finding it hard to show that Damon cares and put him as his mean, cocky self.

And finally I hope you like this story, but even if you don't let me know.

Elena sat at her table in the Grill with her eyes narrowed towards the bar where Damon had been standing for the last 10 minutes.

Damon was oblivious to his girlfriend's eyes on his back. He had on his most charming and flirtatious smirk as he talked to the bar maid.

"Why are you working behind a bar in this town?" he asked, "A pretty girl like you should be off somewhere making something of yourself."

"And what would I do?" she replied, her voice just as overly flirtatious.

"A girl with a face like yours only needs to bat her eyelashes at a guy and you could have any job you want. Actress, model... you name it," Damon winked.

The girl laughed, "You're much too kind sir. I like you."

"I know you do."

"Wow, how cocky do you want to be?" the bar maid asked with a smile.

"Extremely."

Just then Damon's little brother, Stefan, leaned against the bar next to him.

"Damon," he greeted sounding annoyed.

"Brother," the elder of them answered, "is there something I can do for you?"

"No, but your friend can," Stefan said and turned to the bar maid. "Can I have a coke please?" With a quick smile at Damon she turned to get the drink." You know," Stefan started, "when I walked in here, 5 minutes ago, I saw Elena sitting by herself. Did you not notice her?"

"She's waiting for her drink," Damon told him matter of factly as he picked the two glasses up from in front of him, smirked at his brother and walked towards Elena.

Stefan was furious. His brother didn't know a good thing when he had it. Instead he left his beautiful and amazing girlfriend sitting alone just so he could flirt with another girl. In the SAME ROOM!

OVER AT THE TABLE Damon set the drinks down and sat opposite Elena.

"There you go sweetheart. Miss me?" Damon asked cockily as his smirk grew.

Elena's only answer was giving him a disgusted look, pushing her drink back to him and walking out.

Damon looked annoyed and threw a scowl at his observing brother before following Elena out.

"What the hell was that about?" Damon called, his annoyance obvious, once they were outside.

Elena turned to face him, "If you can't figure it out then you are too stupid for me to waste my breath explaining it to you!"

FYI, Elena," he started, growing angry, "you just 'wasted' probably more breath than it would take to explain! So is there a reason you just stopped out of there, embarrassing me in front of my little brother and half of the tow?"

"I embarrassed you?!!?" Elena was yelling now, "well how embarrassing do you think it was for me to walk in there with my boyfriend and then have to sit there for 15 minutes while he chats up the bar maid?!!?"

"Oh so that's what this is about," He yelled back. "You make me look this big," he raised his finger and thumb an inch apart, "because you're jealous!"

"I AM NOT JEALOUS!!" Elena screamed/. She took a deep breath in attempt to calm herself. Still angry but not as loud she spoke, "Damon. I am fed up of you wanting me around when it suits you and the rest of the time swanning off and doing whatever the heel you want."

"You're my girlfriend Elena, that shouldn't be a fulltime occupation," Damon growled. "You don't have to be the centre of everything I do."

"I'm not asking to be!" Elena's voice had risen again. "I'm asking you to show me a little respect!"

The two stared at each other for a few moments. Both were panting from shouting so much. Damon narrowed his eyes because even he couldn't think of a comeback for what Elena had said, But he wasn't going to admit defeat. Elena was fighting to keep her tears back; she hated arguing with Damon. All she wanted was for Damon to see how his mindless flirting, with anything with breasts, made her feel. But she knew better. She knew that Damon was stubborn and wouldn't even consider what she had said.

"Oh whatever Damon!" she huffed when he still didn't reply.

Turning on her heel, she walk away, knowing she couldn't keep the tears in for much longer. She walked quickly and didn't care whether Damon was staring after her or had already gone to his car. When she turned the corner Elena broke into a run. She ran as fast as her converse would take her until she got to her house. She had hoped to make it to her bedroom, but the moment she closed the door she couldn't hold it in any longer. Elena sank down to the floor and put her head back against the wooden door as she cried. Tears streamed down her cheeks and silently sobbed, not moving until she knew she could control herself long enough to get to her bedroom.

Damon had watched Elena walk, waiting to see if she turned back, until she turned the corner and was out of sight. He let a groan of anger escape his lips before taking angry steps back to his car and slamming the door as he got in. He drove home going at least double the speed limit. He slammed the front door to the house closed and stomped up the stairs to his room. When he was there he groaned again, kicking the chair that was at his desk half way across the room. He leant forward with his hands resting on the edge of the desk. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply before letting the air out. After repeating that process a couple of times Damon opened his eyes. Still somewhat angry but not likely to break anything.

Why does Elena think she has the right to control my whole life? He thought his anger rising slightly. Then his eyes rested on a small photo. It was one he had taken of Elena on their first date. All the anger within him melted away as he looked at her smiling face. She was wearing a red top under her leather jacket and she looked utterly beautiful. She had hardly any makeup on and she didn't need it. A few strands of hair had fallen over her face and Damon remembered brushing them back into place after he took the picture. Right before their first kiss.

A wave of guilt hit him as he realised that Elena was right. It must have been horrible for her to sit there while he talked and flirted with other girls. He did it day in day out, not even realising. Damon dropped the picture back onto his desk and left the house once more. This time Damon ignored his car and ran. He ran all the way into town and to Elena's house. He climbed the big tree outside of her house easily and sat on the branch that ran right next to Elena's bedroom window. He could see Elena was in bed asleep. Damon thought about leaving and coming back in the morning but then Elena rolled and he could see her face. He could see the tear tracks on her cheeks and the guilt surged in him once more. She's asleep this early because I made her cry, he realised, I have to let her know I'm sorry.

And so Damon gently pushed Elena's bedroom window, which was forever ajar, and it swung open slowly. He silently climbed into the house and went to stand next to the bed. Looking down on her sleeping form he was reminded of how beautiful she was and how lucky he was to have her. Damon stroked Elena's cheek gently with the back of his fingers and her eyes opened. They were red from fallen tears, and confused by the fact that he was standing there, looking down on her.

"Damon?" she asked in a tired mummer.

"Hey," Damon answered with a slight smile. "I didn't think you would be asleep already, else I wouldn't have come."

"What are you doing here?" Elena asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

Damon sat on the edge of her bed as Elena sat up right, "I'm sorry for earlier. You were right and I was out of order. It wasn't fair leaving you like that."

Elena smiled widely, "And I shouldn't have made such a big deal out of it."

Damon cupped her cheek in his hand and rubbed his thumb up and down her soft skin before leaning in and kissing her softly on the lips. Their lips moved together in sync, like it was the most natural thing in the world.

When they eventually pulled away Damon rested his forehead against Elena's, "I have to go. If I stay we'll carry on, and I'm sure you'd rather we do that when your brother isn't in the next room."

Elena smile, "Or Jenna in the room directly below us."

Damon smirked, "I'll pick you up tomorrow," he promised rubbing his thumb across her cheek again. "We'll go get some breakfast and then I'll take you to school."

"Sounds nice," She smiled.

They kissed again. And again, and then Damon pulled away regretfully. He climbed out of the window and onto the branch.

"Sweet dreams Elena," he said.

"Good night Damon," she smiled. Damon pulled the window to and jumped down from the tree.

Stefan was standing at his window watching as Damon and Elena said goodbye. Damon had his arms around her waist and Elena's hands were around his neck as they kissed. Stefan didn't get Elena. Just yesterday Damon had been flirting with some random bar maid and Elena had stormed out of the grill and they had argued in the street. Now they were hugging and kissing as if it never happened. It was always like that, screaming at each other one minute and sticking their tongues down each others' throats the next. Stefan wondered when Elena was going to see that Damon was no good for her and that he wouldn't change. The lovebirds pulled apart slightly and Stefan saw they were talking while still having their arms around each other. Stefan guessed they were continuing the 'You don't have to walk, I'll give you a ride' convocation he had overheard earlier. Eventually, after more kissing, they pulled apart and Elena started walking away from the house. Both of the Salvatore brothers watched her until she was out of sight.

Stefan left his bedroom and went to lean on the banister. Damon walked back into the house and saw his brother standing there.

"What are you standing there with the brooding line in your forehead for?" he asked.

"You and Elena looked pretty cosy out there," he noted.

"What's your point?" Damon asked suspiciously.

"I'm just saying enjoy it because it won't be long until you screw up and you're fighting again. Sooner or later Elena will realise that you're not gonna change." With that Stefan walked away from his brother, hoping that for once Damon would listen. That he would surprise Stefan and change so that he wouldn't keep hurting Elena.

However Damon ignored his brother. He knew that Stefan liked Elena and put his little warning down to jealousy. He picked up his car keys and decided to go for a drive. If nothing else it would get him away from Stefan.

A few days later Damon and Elena were sitting in Elena's bedroom. There was music playing quietly and the couple were sitting on the window seat, talking about everything and nothing. The convocation ranged from school, to the weather to funny family stories. They were laughing about Elena's story of when Jeremy tried to ride his first bike when Damon said,

"Wow, I didn't think Jeremy was that much of an idiot."

"No, he's not an idiot really," Elena stuck up for her little brother.

"Well after what you just told me I'd have to disagree," Damon shot back.

Elena's face went serious and her voice hard, "He was seven, Damon. He didn't know any better. You know I'm telling you these things because they are memories that are funny and important to me no matter how stupid they seem to you. If you're just gonna judge my family then go Damon," She told him.

Damon was surprised by her sudden outburst, "Elena I-"

"Get out Damon!" she yelled.

"Will get out!" Damon shouted back, "because I was kidding, joking around and trying to have fun but you have to ruin that by reading something into an innocent comment!"

"Nothing that comes out of your mouth is ever innocent!" Elena screamed back.

"Whatever Elena, I'm out of here," Damon turned and left, slamming both Elena's bedroom door and the front door.

Elena sat there taking deep breaths to calm herself. A couple of minutes later she realised that she had overreacted and snapped and Damon for no reason. She leant over and picked up her journal.

Dear Diary,

I can't understand why I snapped tonight. Me and Damon are fighting a lot and it's not always Damon's fault. He's right, I do overreact with him and I don't know why. I think I love Damon, but how can I love someone who I spend most of my time fighting with? Maybe I don't love him, but I definitely feel for him. A lot. But if we argue this much, should we be together? Is that a good idea? Is it what's best for us?

I know what I have to do. I think it might just break my heart but this can't go on. It's not good for anybody.

With that Elena closed the little book and went down stairs to eat dinner. After that she did her homework. Looking at the clock she decided that two and a half hours was enough time for Damon to calm down. Elena picked up her cell phone and typed a text

Damon I need to talk to you.

Meet me?

-Elena x

A couple of minutes later Elena's phone beeped

The lake, 10 mins

-Damon x

The kiss reassured Elena that Damon actually had calmed down so she ran out of the door grabbing her keys and drove to the lake.

She parked her car and then went to sit down on the warm, dry grass. She gazed into the crystal surface of the lake, clasping and unclasping her hands nervously as she thought about what she was going to do and how she was going to do it.

Elena felt Damon's arrival before he was near her. She always did. Just a slight change in the atmosphere. As he got nearer Elena sensed his discomfort, almost like he knew what she was going to say.

Damon sat down next to Elena and stared at the water. He didn't speak and neither did she. Damon was trying to figure out what he was going to say. He and Elena were always arguing and neither of them liked it. Every date they went on ended in an argument, then they would apologize and be happy for a day or two before the process started again. What Damon was trying to decide, was whether the good days were worth the bad.

"I'm sorry about earlier," Elena apologized, "I don't know why I snapped like that. You didn't deserve it."

Damon nodded in response before looking at Elena and seeing how nervous she was.

"Are you thinking along the same lines as I am?" he asked, half of him hoping she would agree and the other half hoping she'd say no.

"Well if I am then it will make what I want to say easier," she answered turning to face him.

"Well talk to me and we'll find out," Damon told her, his bi polar feelings growing.

Elena exhaled heavily, "we aren't good for each other Damon. When we're happy it's great but we spend more time fighting than we do feeling happy. And then while we're upset and angry it affect our friends and families, and it's not fair on them," she paused, taking a deep breath and finishing what she had started. "We bring out the worst in each other Damon. That's not a sign of a good relationship." Elena finished.

She turned away from Damon and back to the water, she couldn't watch is emotionless expression anymore.

After a few seconds Damon spoke again, "So I guess we're breaking up then?" it was more like a question than a statement.

"Yes," she turned back to him, "I guess we are." Elena reached her had up to his face, "I'm sorry Damon," she said softly and kissed him lightly on the cheek before standing up and leaving him there.

Well what do you think?

No matter how rubish you think it is, please tell me.

I'll update when I can, this is only going to be two or three chapers long.

For all those reading Post Break Up, I have not abandened the story or lost my 'New Story Excitment' yet, I did say that updates would be slow once I was back at school, and this was flowing around my head.

Well please review.

Happy Reading.

Love Thalia x