This storyline just popped into my head randomly today.. it's not going to be a oneshot like my other Delenas. I think I'm going to make it an actual story. Enjoy!
Elena stood in front of her floor length mirror, carefully inspecting today's ensemble. She had chosen a pair of dark jeans, and a black knitted shirt. She nodded in approval. It had been 5 years since Klaus left Mystic Falls, and things had started looking up for Elena. Stefan was still an ass, but Damon was still Damon. Elena had figured out that he would never change, and she had become okay with that.
Through it all, she had gotten used to being alone. Sure, she still had Caroline and Bonnie. She even had Damon. Even she'd admit, they'd become best friends. In those long 5 years, he'd become her most loyal companion. He'd stood by her side through thick and thin. Everyone could see how close they'd become.
Elena continued to stare into the mirror until she heard her phone start to ring. She moved over to her bed, and picked it up, looking at the caller id. It was Damon. To be honest, she didn't expect anyone different.
"Hello?" She spoke into her cell, moving to pick up her purse and sweater.
"Why aren't you here yet?" Damon said, sounding exasperated.
Elena sighed, walking out of her room. "I'm leaving now. Calm down."
She was meeting him at The Grill, for their weekly lunch 'date'. It had been their tradition for as long as she could remember. It was almost like a religion.
"Well hurry up. I've been waiting for almost 5 minutes."
Elena shook her head, "Oh, no. You might die!" With that said, she hung up, stepping out of the apartment she rented, and walked to her car. She drove to The Grill, the short trip only about 5 minutes long.
When she arrived, she walked over to their booth, sitting in the seat across from him.
"Hello, Elena." Damon said, his Vampire-suave voice making her heart beat fast, like it usually did.
"Hi." She sighed, setting her purse beside her. She looked at him, trying not to notice his deep stare into her eyes. She looked away, pretending to play with the salt and pepper shakers on the table.
"So, I have some utterly great news." Damon slurred, taking a sip of water.
Elena forced herself to look at him, "Oh yeah? What's the latest drama?" She grinned at him, because there was always something new happening in Damon's life. Whether it was a new girl, or car, or anything involving him snooping into other people's lives. No matter what, there was always drama involved.
"Well, Miss Gilbert, you'll be happy to know that I found myself a nice lady." He flashed her a toothy grin.
"Oh, really, Mr. Salvatore? And what did you compel her to do? Sleep with you? That would be the.. what is it? Fourth girl this month?" Elena chuckled, taking his water and drinking some.
Damon rolled his eyes. "For your information, Elena, I never slept with any of them. We just.. kissed. A lot." He grinned again, looking at her.
Their waiter finally arrived, and Elena ordered a soda, and cheeseburger with fries. She liked to keep it simple. Damon ordered nothing. "Somehow, I don't believe a word you just said." She laughed, placing her hands on the sides of her face, putting her elbows on the table.
"Well, that's not my problem, is it?" He cocked his head to the side, waiting for her response. "So, how's Jeremy these days?"
She gave him a hard look. "How's Stefan these days?"
"Ouch… that bad, huh?"
She nodded, looking out the window. She watched people walk by, just living their lives. Like normal people, she thought. Sometimes I just wish this was someone else's life. And that I could be the passerby. Not the other way around. Jeremy lived in New York. He was a graphic designer, and he rarely got in touch with Elena. She knew he wanted to forget everything. Everything and anything that had to do with Vampires, Werewolves, and even Mystic Falls, Virginia in general. She hadn't heard from him in almost 3 weeks. She sighed, looking at Damon.
She studied his features, noting how different he looked. He'd always been the same weight, but today he had a happy atmosphere surrounding him. Like something was very different.
"Hi, baby!"
Elena looked over to see where it came from, and she saw a tan girl with long brown hair walking towards them.
"Char!" Damon exclaimed, getting up and walking over to the girl. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead, a gesture that made Elena cringe.
They walked over to the booth and both sat across from Elena.
"Elena, this is Charlotte. My girlfriend." Damon smiled widely, and the girl he called Charlotte stuck her hand out so Elena could shake it.
"Oh my gosh, Damon's told me so much about you." She smiled at Elena, and Elena took her hand, shaking it firmly.
"Hello, Charlotte. It's nice to meet you." Elena faked a grin. Damon had never had Elena meet any of his 'girlfriends' before.
This time it seemed different. The way Damon gazed at her, the way he stroked her long, wavy hair with his hand. It made Elena want to punch her fist through a wall. And she didn't know why.
"It's nice to meet you, too! Damon, why haven't you introduced us before? We've been dating a month now." She turned to look at him, wide-eyed.
Elena stared at Damon, confusion spread across her face. "What?" Elena continued to stare, baffled.
Damon smiled, "Yeah, I told you she was something special didn't I?" He chuckled.
Elena could do nothing but stare at the two. She was lost for words, for once in her life, she didn't know what to say. But she knew that this time, it really was different.
Damon was different.
I hope you guys enjoyed this and i'll be updating at least once a week with a new chapter! REVIEW!