Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, I just like to pretend I do.

"Fuck" I whisper to myself as my eyes quickly reach the clock on my dresser. Great. It's my first day of college and I'm already late. I pull myself out of my bed and manage to put on some sweats and a hoodie before rushing out the door. After getting some weird looks judging me, I realize I should of looked in the mirror before I left. Well, shit. It's too late now. I push open the doors to Philosophy 101 and soak in the stares that greeted me while I sink into the nearest seat. The gaze of about 30 students drift back to the proffesor which leaves me enough time to gather myself back into place. I look for a pen in the chaotic mess I call a bag and begin to listen to the wise words of Proffesor Mosby. The minute I start to write something in my notebook, my pen does a backflip, falls to floor and rolls down to god knows where. Shit. Shit. Shit. What else could go wrong today?

"Need a pen?" a velvety voice next to me asks.

I turn to my right and catch my breath because I swear I have seen the most devine creature on this planet. His jet black hair resting on his chiseled face and his eyes... Oh those eyes. Blue crystals swirling into my heart. It took me about 20 seconds to recompose myself before I answered.

"Yeah, that would be great…it seems like mine had a mind of its own."

"Well, if I was in that situation, I would never run away from you." He smirked my way and I felt my knees try to control themselves from falling apart.

I smiled and took the pen from his gentle hands. Our fingers swept against eachothers and he smiled, not with his mouth, but with his eyes. Fuck, he just 'smized' as I remember that re-run of America's Next Top Model I watched last night. I quickly turned my head away towards the front of the classroom and I could feel him still looking at me, smiling, no wait, smizing. This was going to be the longest hour and fourty five minutes of my life.

"And that's it for today class. Read chapter one in your books and you'll be set for our discussion tommorow. Have a nice day."

"Highly unlikely" I whispered to myself while packing up my stuff.

"And why is that?" said the voice to my right.

"Being late isn't neccesarily the best start to my day"

"So, hypothetically, what would be the best start to your day?"

"Coffee. Lots of coffee. I didn't really have time to get some this morning."

"Do you have time to get some now?"

He smirked so much I wanted to punch him in the face. He was so full of himself, although he had a right to be. I mean, why would someone like him, possibly want to hang out with someone like me? Clearly the universe was playing some kind of joke on me. Whatever, I guess I'll just go along with this weird course of events and let myself have fun once in a while.

"Sure, I have a bit of time to spare" I replied.

"Well, I am ever so glad to be put into your busy schedule madam." he said sarcastically.

"Anything for a kind gentlemen" I said in the same tone while giving him his pen back.

"No worries, anything for a pretty lady" he smirked back.

I tried to hide my blush but he smiled at me and gestured me to start walking. He opened the door for me and led the way. I didn't question where we were going, I was just hypmotized by his grace when he walked. He was so care free, so full of charisma. He didn't notice all the heads he turned while walking through the hallways. He just looked straight, grabbed my hand, and led me into a small coffee shop I never noticed before.

"So, what shall I call you?" he said while breaking through my thoughts.

"I prefer to be called 'Your Majesty', but I guess I'll make an exception, you can call me Elena. What about you?"

"Well, El-e-n-a" he dragged out my name, "I am Damon Salvatore, heir to the throne, pleased to meet you."

He did a little bow and kissed my hand. I swear my heart was beating so fast I was about to rip out my chest.

"Well the pleasure, the privlege, is mine." I winked politely.

"Quoting Morrisey? Hmm, we might be good friends after all."

"Well, I'm flabbergasted you had doubts at all" I said in the most exaggerated manner.

"Your funny…I like that. How does one prefer their coffee?"

"One prefers a caramel latte with extra whipped cream."

"One caramel latte with extra whipped cream coming up!" he said while walking towards the line. "Go find us somewhere to relax."

I walked towards the windows and found a booth in the corner. I sat there and found myself smiling. This guy, I had only met him a couple of hours ago and he already found his way to my heart. The universe was clearly on my side today. I was lost in my thoughts until I heard my phone ringing from my bag. Ugh, I spoke too quick, the universe was not on my side because the one person I didn't want to talk to was calling my right now. I picked up the phone, regretting it immediately.

"What do you want, Stefan?"

"Elena, come on, we need to talk about this. You can't just run away to college and expect me to just forget about you."

"Well, I already have. Have fun with Caroline. I wish you two all the best. Make sure to invite me to the wedding."

I hung up the phone and took a deep breath. Running away from my problems was the only thing I was good at and they kept crawling back to me the instant I forgot about them. I was about to just leave and go back to my room until I saw Damon walking towards me with two cups a coffee and the biggest smile. It was all it took to keep me sane again. He put down the cups on the table and slid in across for me. He looked at me and read me like a book. Shit. This guy knew me better than most people did.

"What's wrong?" He pouted, puppy dog style, "Do you need more whipped cream?"

"No, I don't think whipped cream will solve my problems."

"And, what will?"

"You. Let's get out of here."

I grabbed his arm and ran out of the coffee shop. He didn't question it or stop running. He just followed me. That's what I liked about him. Most people ask questions or doubt you but he was different. And I needed different. Hell, I deserved different. I took him to the only place I knew that could make me happy. It was a little hill far away from campus, I found it when I came to register here. I was so nervous I wouldn't get in and just walked and stumbled upon this place. It was beautiful because you could see all the people rushing to class and laughing and having a good time. You could just watch them for hours, knowing they would never look up to see you. It was an amazing view, and I knew Damon was mesmerized because his eyes lit up as he looked down. The sun was on him and he looked absolutely breathtaking. It was the perfect moment. I walked towards him and he held my hands. I leaned in for a kiss when he distanced himself and whispered,

"We're gonna be great friends."