Love Me Once

A Klaus and Elena Fanfiction This story starts from Vampire Dairies Season 4 Episode 21: She's come undone. This starts after Stefan and Damon have tortured her by exposing her to sunlight. By the way, there is no cure in this story.
P.S Hailey is NOT pregnant in this Fanfic and Elena was NOT sired to Damon. In fact, they were nothing more than friends.


CHAPTER 1

Elena quickly saw her chance to escape, when Damon was hosing her down with a fire extinguisher, after she had ripped the curtains off, in unsuccessful attempt to kill herself. She ran, at her vampiric speed, away from the Boarding House and into the woods.

As she slowed her paced and jogged towards the heart of the woods.

As Klaus heard rapid breathing, he let the human girl go and went to find who had been catching their breath. He wiped his blood-covered mouth with the back of his hand, as he walked nearer to where the breathing was coming from.

As he was near the core of the forest, he saw Elena. Her beautiful face; burned. He ran over to where she was standing, leaning at a tree. She almost looked at the verge of fainting. He quickly caught her body where it was about to hit the ground.

She's so beautiful, thought Klaus, as he picked her up and hurried towards the mansion.


As Elena woke up in unfamiliar surroundings, she couldn't help but notice the sun peeking out from behind the curtains. Not realizing that's he wasn't wearing her ring, she pulled back the heavy curtains.

"AHHHH!" she screamed as the sun burned into her skin. She fell down and, with vampiric speed, hid beside the dresser.

Klaus, on hearing the screams of his damsel in distress, hurriedly ran towards Elena's room. He quickly draped the curtains back in place and walked over to Elena, his face etched with worry.

"Are you alright, love?" he said, genuinely concerned.

"Y-y-yes. Thank you." Elena stuttered. Seeing him up close, you would never have thought he was a bad guy. His beautiful, forever 27 face was even more heart-stopping.

As he neared toward Elena, for a moment she thought he was going to kiss her. Not thought as much as hoped. But, instead, he held out his hand. Elena looked at him with a puzzled expression, with must have amused Klaus, as he was grinning at her like a 8-year-old.

"Give me your hand, Elena." He said, softly.

Without a moment's hesitation, Elena placed her hand in Klaus'. The second she did this, she felt a spark jolt her body. The good kind. Looking at his face, it looked like Klaus had felt it too. He took her hand properly and placed a beautiful silver and blue solitaire ring on her middle finger.

"W-what're you doing?" Elena asked, shocked by this gesture.

"Don't worry, love, this isn't an engagement ring. It's a daylight ring, seeing as the Salvatore's took yours. What happened there anyways?" he asked, evidently curious.

"I don't want to talk about it." She said, looking away.

"If they did anything to you, I won't have two minds about ripping their heads off." Klaus said, menacingly.

"You never seemed to care about me before, so why now?" Elena said, titling her head.

"I did, but you always had the Salvatore's over your shoulders to protect you. Speaking of which…" he trailed off.

"You know about when I turned off my humanity? Well, the night that I almost killed Bonnie was the night that I turned it back on, but no one knew that." She said, with a hint of sadness in her voice "I just wanted to see what the brothers would do, more specifically to want ends they would go, to make me flip the switch. You know, for men who claim to love me, they certainly didn't have any problem torturing me."

Klaus couldn't bear that look on Elena's face so, without hesitation, he put his finger on her chin, pulled her face up, so that she could see him properly, and kissed her.

He kissed her like no other man had. Not Stephan nor Matt. And she wanted more. Her hands soon found her way to his hair and Klaus gently put his hands on her neck, cradling her face with his thumbs, tipping her head back so that she would open up for him. He then slid his hands towards her waist, picked her up, from where they had been sitting, behind the dresser, and Elena wrapped her legs around his waist. It was the best kiss she'd ever experienced. And she wanted more, much much more.

Klaus had never, in his near to 2000 years, felt such a magical kiss. He'd never felt so good, so alive. It made him forget all about the world. He never wanted to let her go. She was his sanity.

As she was beginning to lose herself in the kiss, she remembered who he was. What he had done. She reluctantly pulled away and looked down, shamefaced. She saw their bodies perfectly moulded together, as if they were made for one another.

"What's wrong, my love?" he said. Even though he put a mask of calm, inside he was panicking. Why had she pulled away, he asked himself. Was it not good enough for her as it was it for him? Had Stephan been a better kisser? The thought made his fists clench.

"I-I-I-"She was having a hard time catching her breath.

"You can tell me anything." Klaus said, a loving look in his eye.

"I can't do this. I can't run away from them and sleep with their enemy." Even though the words burned her throat, she had to say them.

Klaus looked at her face. He wanted nothing more than to kiss her frown away.

"Well then, I have a question for you," he said "did you kiss me because you wanted to get back at them?"

"No, of course not. What kind of person do you think I am?" she snapped.

"Well then, I think you answered your own query." He said, giving her a heart-stopping lopsided smile.

She couldn't help but smile. But then suddenly the main and most important question nudged her.

"Did you kiss me just to get back at them?" she asked, quietly.