Hello guys this is new Klaroline drabble series that i am starting , hopefully you will enjoy the ride with me...
I'LL CATCH YOU, LOVE
There she was her blonde curly hair flowing down her shoulders , her long shapely legs encased in a mid-thigh white skirt she had paired with a blue top and was standing on the bar singing "Can anybody find me somebody to love" in her sweet voice.
But this is what happened when his best friend, the woman who carried his heart with him Caroline Forbes, got drunk.
She was drunk and she was singing, the people in the bar cheering on. In her inebriated state she wobbled and he raced to catch her.
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Again goddamnit again she had been cheated upon by an asshole. It was as if she was a transmitter who only caught cheating asshole scum frequency. But this time it had been epic because this time around she had been jilted at the altar, not exactly at the the altar but the day of their rehearsal dinner. Her boyfriend of thirteen months , Stefan Salvatore had left her for some British blonde chick named Valerie just a day before her wedding when she had caught him pants down deep inside Valerie.
Some would say Caroline had left him because she had thrown the first thing she could find at his head and yelling at him that the wedding was off had stormed off so who had left whom was really just a matter of point of view.
She had felt humiliated and incensed. Running away from the apartment where they had planned to spend the rest of their lives together because "she was the one for him" she had come down to Fred's to get roaring drunk and drown her sorrows.
But after a few shots she had decided to hell with that Stefan and his ever-horny dick that was ready to bang anything in his vicinity. She was going to live her life, take risks for instance getting up on the bar and singing just for the heck of it.
She had sung just the first two notes of the song when she faltered and fell but he caught her.
Klaus Mikealson her best friend whom she had had a massive crush on in college before she got stuck in the friend zone always caught her.
Whether she literally fell off a tree trying to get out of her dorm room when she had accidentally locked herself in or from the college stage when her clumsy ass had tripped off of a wire while a solo performance, he never let her fall.
And now he had caught her again. Giving him a goofy drunk smile she had , "Hi."
"Hello love." her answering smile which had two very sexy dimples peaking out made her go jelly,"It's literally the fifteenth time I caught you."
"I know." she pouted and a familiar coil of lust sprang inside him.
He carried her outside. "Nik where are we going?"
"I'm taking you home."
She giggled, a sexy sound. "Are you gonna carry me all the way?"
"Yes if you can't walk."
Of Course he would. He would carry her the three blocks to her house because that's who he was an amazingly generous and loving man. Unfortunately caring, chivalrous and not to mention spine-tingling , drool inducingly handsome guys like Klaus Mikealson weren't for her because she had been born with a natural magnet for fuckboys like Matt, Tyler and Stefan.
"I can walk."
"Are you sure love?"
"Yes."
He didn't want to let her go. Maybe he was sick but he shamelessly used every opportunity to hold her feel her soft body against his. Even though she had never once looked in his direction, he only saw her.
Ever since the first day he had laid eyes on her magnificent radiant smile and those big eyes he had wanted her. For a first few days he had even flirted with her and she had reciprocated but a week later he had found out Lockwood had asked her out and she had said yes. For months he had lived with the ache of watching her with someone else who had the privilege to hold her, kiss her…. love her.
Then one day he had found her , well to be true he had seen her dash through the corridor with tears in her eyes and had followed her.
She was crying her pretty eyes filled with tears were heavy stones on his heart. He had wiped away those tears and held her as she cried over Tyler's betrayal. He still cursed that day because that was day that he got best friend zoned.
They had been best friends ever since. He had again held her through a messy break up with yet another douchebag named Matt who hadn't cherished her not the way she deserved and now another asshat hadn't realized what treasure he was throwing away.
She walked a few steps and was about to fall again when he supported her with her arm over his shoulder.
"I've got you love."
For a moment they'd stood motionless completely aware of each other yet not quite and she muttered , "You have pretty lashes."
The frown on his face had her laughing.
"Why do men take offense at being called pretty?"
"Maybe because it's girly."
"What's wrong with girly?" she asked as he hoisted her in his arms again.
"This is the part where I shut up before I get accused of being a sexist pig."
"You are not a pig." she traced a finger over his stubble and he felt a shiver coursed through him.
"You know who is a pig?" she innocently trailed her finger down his neck unknowing to the need she was stirring.
"Who?" he couldn't speak more when the delicious woman in his arms kept touching him.
"Stefan. And he had his pig …. genitalia inside his ...What's a female pig called?" she asked on an afterthought.
"I don't know, love."
"Ughh whatever. I hate Stefan. He is an ugly mud dwelling filthy horny pig." she announced a little exuberantly and had a few of neighbors look at her weirdly as Klaus reached her apartment.
Unlocking her apartment with the key in her bag he took her inside and deposited her on the bed.
"You know why he cheated on me? Because he thinks I'm not sexy enough." then she got up from the bed to his wonderment took off her skirt and added, "I am sexy. Like make you bite off your own tongue sexy. And I am gonna prove it to you by g…" she tripped and he gathered her up and asked , "Caroline love what are doing?"
"I'm gonna show you how sexy I am by giving you a lap dance." Then she pushed him on the bed and in an attempt to balance himself as she straddled him his hands came to rest on her buttocks.
Sweet mercy the luscious woman, dressed only in a blue top with her mile long sexy legs bare, that he craved for was currently sitting in his lap. If she didn't get off of his lap anytime soon she would feel the hard evidence of his desire for her.
Then she proceeded on to get up a little and roll that sexy little butt trying to imitate a lap dance but since she was drunk it looked more like she was having a stomachache but to Klaus she looked adorable and ravishing.
Klaus smiled when she performed a very exaggerated hip shimmy. He was about to settle her on bed when she fell backwards and landed on her back.."Oww."
He was instantly by her side. "You okay? Are you hurt? Love look at my fingers how many of them do you see?" His voice full of concern he began cradling her, cupping her face.
"I'm okay. You do know for me to tell you how many fingers you are holding up you'd actually have to move your hand away from my face?" she slurred loving the feel of his hands against her face.
"But don't move them away yet. I like it."
Klaus felt his heart stop a moment but chalked up her confession to her drunkenness.
Picking her up he lay her on the bed. "Hold on to me."
He saw she was getting drowsy leaning forward over her he tapped her cheek."Caroline sweetheart look at me."
She opened her eyes , clear and conscious she replied and surprised the bollocks out of him, "I am. Sometimes I can't stop myself."
Then to further his astonishment she gripped the back of his neck and brought his mouth down on hers.
Bloody hell the feel of her soft lips made him harden in a flash. It fueled the ever resident flame of his unquenched desire even higher.
He pulled back knowing she didn't know any better not at the moment but was taken aback some by the hurt look on her face.
She then muttered , "Okay." then slowly slipping out of consciousness she whispered, " please." and then dropped out cold.
The kiss had not been more than just a brush of lips but it had been so much for him …. much much more.
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"Oh god. It's like a thousand bees are ramming their tiny insect bodies against the glass walls of my very fuzzed brain right now in an attempt to kill themselves. Can you picture what I'm trying to say?"
"I'd rather not." Klaus replied entering the room with a mug in his hand.
"Voice… low.. please. Some of them just squished themselves against the walls."
Klaus made a disgusting face at her very colourful imagination. How could a guy look like sex in person even with a disgusting expression on his face.
"Drink." he ordered.
She took the mug and sniffed. "What in the hell's history is this? Smells like squid shit."
He narrowed his eyes and gave out a short his laugh.
"Where in the world did you smell a squid's feces? Drink."
"Tastes even worse. I swear you even make shit sound fancy "squids feces". She imitated his British accent and executed a royal wave with one hand. "No wonder that swimsuit model threw herself at you." she added not being able to hide that edge in her tone.
"We broke up. She broke up with me."
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay love. But are you okay?"
"Yeah. I'm okay."
He tucked a stray curl behind her ear.
"Are you sure?"
"I guess. I mean of course I'm angry and mortified. Just think how humiliating it would be tell the guests the wedding is off and that's not the worst part, telling my parents is sure going be a nightmare."
He wondered if she realized that she was more worried about what people would say than losing her fiance.
"I'm not heartless you know. I feel hurt that he betrayed me like that .. " as if answering his thoughts she put the mug on the side table and got up , " but ...ah… i don't know why i kind of feel relieved."
Then she sat on the bed again feeling tense that he might think of her as a heartless bitch, for some reason other than that he was her best friend she cared what he thought of her.
He smiled and her heart eased of course after tingling a bit at that hot dimple studded smile of his but it wasn't anything new.
"So how'd you find me?"
"Jesse called me that my girl was drunk and would soon take the bar for a very hilarious performance."
She felt gooey at "my girl" part. She then smacked him on his arm , " It wasn't that funny."
"Nah. It was very funny."
As if suddenly remembering she gasped, "Did I do something extraordinarily idiotic and inappropriate last night?"
Klaus feigned a solemn expression.
"Actually last night you.." then stopped
"What ? What did I do?" her perfect blue eyes going wide, horrified.
"After I brought you home you took off your clothes and jumped me that is after yelling through your window " That all men should be castrated."
"Seriously and you didn't stop I'm so embarrassed right n.."
Seeing laughter crinkling at the edges of his eyes she smacked him harder on his chest this time.
"You're lying. Klaus you.." then burst out laughing as he gave out a very pleasing male laugh.
"Well from all of this story only the yelling out of the window part was true and you did take off your skirt to give me a lap dance but you fell asleep before I got to enjoy a lap dance from a wobbly drunk."
She punched him this time.
"I am not wobbly."
Their teasing banter ended as they stared at each other with smiles on their faces.
She then moved closer and sighed , "Last night I decided I'll take risks. So I finally am gonna do this because I can't take this anymore."
She cupped his face and kissed him. He felt blasted by a ball of fire that settled in the pit of his stomach and the punch of lust so sharp that he felt breathless. Oh god how had he been surviving with this .. without her with him like this.
He crushed her closer letting his tongue caress hers and she moaned.
Yes this is what she had always wanted his hands tracing her body and his mouth feverish on hers.
He pulled back and she thought maybe it was only her who had felt this burning need.
Breathless he said, "Love I can't take advantage of you. You're still vulnerable and I…"
"For heaven's sake this is not me looking for a rebound. When I said I wanted to take risks it meant I had wanted to do this forever but was afraid to lose our friendship. Well since forever we have known each other. If anything I sometimes wonder if all those guys were rebounds for me trying to get over you. And I know that you don't think of me that.."
Her next words were muffled by the delicious pressure of his lips. To know she had wanted this as much as he had was a blessing. He lifted her in his lap and changed the angle of the kiss. She gripped the hair at his neck and teased her tongue with his.
A few minutes later he pulled back resting his forehead against her he asked, "So you wanted this forever?"
"Yes since forever we've known each other and you friend zoned me."
"I did not. It was you who started all that hogwash about being friends forever."
"Sure. And it was me who dated every basic bimbo of the college and did not even once look in my direction."
"Yeah because it wasn't me who was dating that llama Lockwood. It physically pained me to see you with him and don't even get started on Matt and Stef.."
She took his mouth in another mind numbing kiss. His hands finding themselves caressing her face.
"I don't even know how long I have wanted this , Love. But I know I would have waited forever. I will wait forever no matter however long it takes."
"You don't have to. Not anymore." she muttered and kissed him again.
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