This is the first fanfiction i have ever wrote. Its AU and all human with stefan and elena. I have it rated M as i plan to involve smut in later chapters. Enjoy!
Has anyone else had that feeling were you only just realise you've fallen in love but it hits you suddenly because you convinced yourself otherwise. Hatred, the one word that best describes how Elena used to feel about falling in love, 'used to' as she's changed, wait, more like evolved.
She thought that as soon as she felt for someone she would be stripped of independence, she would be needy and vulnerable and the person she needed most would take that as an opportunity to corrupt her. However, she was proved wrong, and that was the best thing that ever happened to her.
Elena looks out the window again, chews the end of her pencil again, and contemplates her existence again. Her mind is blocked; she's meant to be one of the top journalists for a pretty good company and she has no idea what to write.
Whether it's the pointless topic of 'gaining confidence', which by the way she has been assigned to a lot lately and can't think of anything better to say than shut up, grow up, life gets better: or it's the fact that she is to be introduced to someone new today, which sucks as she's not good with people.
She is preparing herself for the worst; as it's likely to be another sexist stubborn dick who shouts bullshit about the economy.
She decides to take a sip of my coffee instead of chewing her nails to stubs or nearly pulling out her long and now tangled dark brown hair.
She holds the coffee cup loosely in her hand and it hits her, what she has to write it hits her along with the coffee cup on her chest. Just as she got her light bulb above the head moment her hand decides to spasm and basically pours the drink down her new lilac blouse.
"Shit" Elena curses as she puts the now empty cup upright on her desk: "this is not what I need right now" she mutters under her breath while promptly whipping her blouse off leaving her in just a white lace bra turned slightly cream from the recent incident.
"At least this day can't get any worse, Elena" she says to herself.
"And this is Miss Gilbert's office" her boss announces accompanied by someone opening the door. Elena is a deer in the headlights and concludes that her only option is to approach the unfortunate moment as gracefully as possible.
"Are you fucking kidding me" she blurts out: she's stood here topless in front of her rude boss who always over pronounces the miss before her name when introducing her and a cute guy, wait.
Its silent and awkward, no one has dared say something until the recently labelled cute guy speaks up "well its lovely to meet you Miss Gilbert" he says smoothly.
"Elena" he looks at her confused for a second "call me Elena" she stutters out.
"Okay, I'm Stefan" he responds "oh yeah, shit, sorry I'm meant to ask your name" she says furrowing her eyebrows. The corners of his mouth turn up into a slight smile, and she realises she must look like a complete idiot.
Elena is mesmerised by this man, a man that still hasn't grown out his boyish looks and stands tall with his suit that accentuates his muscles and slender limbs.
"Mr Salvatore is a new employee and I was aware you were informed about the shared work project" her boss sternly explains knocking Elena out her day dream, "I expect to see you in my office as soon as possible and fully clothed, so we can discuss further details" he throws at her.
She feels scorned; he is embarrassing her in front of Stefan, god that's a hot name she thinks to herself.
Her boss's eyes flicker down to her chest and she's again aware of her state, she cross's her arms trying to simply cover up but creates an even more noticeable cleavage, she quickly nods hoping he will leave.
Her boss then storms off to his liar, expecting Stefan to follow; whom he does but not without looking Elena right in the eyes and smirking before closing the door.
Slowly she feels her cheeks prickle with heat, dammit she's blushing. Then she remembers that she has to be at his office looking semi decent, well at least with a top on.
The day is finally over, "Thank god" Elena thinks to herself. Not only did she have to deal with practically throwing coffee over herself and be walked in on, she also had to sit throw a thirty minute meeting which consisted of her boss telling her she needs to be more organised and careful.
At least she saw Stefan, having him working here will be a good change as long as he doesn't get in her way that is or try to get her to like him.
She is promptly knocked out of thought when leaving the building and being welcomed by the cold autumn air that bites at her cheeks.
Before making her way towards her car, she simply stands there. As she breaths in the chill burns her nose, she then looks up to the sky which is now a dull pink colour smothered by thinning clouds.
She then proceeds to walk to her car but feels a gentle hand pulling her back, she swiftly turns round to be face to face with Stefan; his cheeks a similar colour to the sky. He looks gorgeous, with his perfectly sculpted hair and constant innocent smile.
"Hi" Elena says quietly, "I'm really looking forward to working with you" he replies with his already signature smile, "yeh, me too" she tries to sound as enthusiastic as he did. "Well, have a good night" he says while bringing my hand up and softly kissing it.
The kiss sends sparks through her body, her heart beat picks up. However she knows that whatever he does it's just to get in her pants, he's no different to any other guy she's met. Although this man affects her more than anyone else, she isn't going to let him know that or he will think she's weak.
"Goodnight, Mr Salvatore" Elena says walking away before Stefan can do anything else. Call it rude, but she is just protecting herself.
She feels his glistening green eyes watching her walk away, and it still affects her.