Chapter 1:

Didn't want to say goodbye
Didn't want to see you cry
And look what I've done
- Life Without You by Stanfour

Elena ran from the house, her heart breaking with every step she took. She never knew that vampires could be so...so cruel! She let out an estranged so as she headed for her car. She never wanted to see him again. Ever! He hurt her so much in the past few weeks and now she had had enough. Everything was falling apart in her life again and Elena knew it. Her life had been going so well with the help of Stefan. But now. Her world was falling apart at the seams.

Elena let out a gasp of surprise as she ran into something rock hard. A wall? No! Walls don't have arms. She blinked and ran her eyes up and down the body, seeing the familiar black shirt, black leather jacket and finally...the ice blue eyes she had been dreaming about for a long time. "Damon" she whispered softly. His expression was vacant for a moment or two before he looked down and smiled sadly at her. "Elena. Well,well this is a complete surprise. I told you that you would run into my arms one day"He chuckled softly. Elena rolled her eyes; of course he was back to his jackass self in an instant. She hit his arm and frowned, "I'm not in the mood for your jokes Damon" she wiped furiously at her tears that were falling once again.

No sooner had she done that, a pair of hands replaced hers. Elena looked up at Damon once more and saw him frowning, "What happened?" he asked softly. Elena cringed and looked down. "It's not important" she murmured."Not important! Elena! I care for you and your feelings. Tell me now or I will ask Stefan!" Damon didn't compel her; the words he felt were more from anger as he knew that Stefan had hurt her. He didn't like seeing his princess hurt. "Stefan and I...We got into a fight okay!" Elena sighed and put her head on his shoulder, letting the soft tears fall. "I caught with Katherine in his bedroom" she frowned and buried her head deeply into his neck. Damon frowned and wrapped an arm around her waist. "I'..Him!"Damon snarled but before he could move, he felt a tug on his hand. He looked down to see Elena gently holding his hand. He looked up and frowned as he saw the broken hearted Elena staring at him intently. "Sorry. Instant reaction. I won't kill him...unless you want me to" he smirked playfully and Elena laughed. "Only you could make me laugh in a situation like this Damon" she smiled. "It is a speciality of mine Princess" he grinned and winked at her. "Come on, lets get you home"He grinned at her blush as he wrapped his arm around waist,tugging along to her car.

"Damon?"

"Hmm"

"Stay with me...Please? I don't want to be alone"

Damon looked over at his love and nodded. "Of course Elena. I will never leave you" he kissed her temple as he helped her into the car before getting in the driver's seat. He saw her about to reject and put a finger on her lips. "Now,now. A pretty girl like you can't drive in such a state. I'm afraid of you crashing" he smiled at her and pulled out of the drive. Elena was stunned into silence.

In a matter of minutes, they were back at Elena's house. Damon helped her to her feet and guided her into the house. "Want something to eat? I am an excellent cook after all" he smirked and leaned against the door frame. "And he's back" Elena laughed and smiled at Damon's confused expression. "The arrogant and cocky Damon" she smirked."Hey! I am not cocky! Okay"Damon feigned being hurt as he walked into the kitchen. Elena laughed once again and ran upstairs to her room so she could change into a pair of light blue shorts and a matching top. She walked downstairs and leaned against the wall as she watched Damon in a pink apron cooking some lunch. She let out a small giggle which alerted him to her presence. "Pink suits you,you know?" Elena laughed. Damon rolled his eyes and smirked, "I heard your thoughts you know" Damon smirked again as he put food onto the plates. "What?" Elena blinked, feeling confused. She thought he couldn't read minds. "You're the only mind I can read, apart from you-know-who"Damon smiled. "You can read Voldemort's mind?" Elena laughed and sat down at the table. "Ha-ha, you are so funny" Damon rolled his eyes and chuckled, putting the lunch or should he say feast down on front of her.

Elena looked at all of the food and she swore she drooled a little bit, she hadn't felt this hungry..ever. This wasn't a lunch...this was definately a feast! Damon had made tons; he hade made everything from pancakes to sandwiches to soup. "It's called brunch Elena" he chuckled softly, obviously seeing her confused but pleased expression as to why there was so much food. He sat down opposite her and smiled at her as he ate a grape. "I thought you couldn't eat?"."Who me?" Damon chuckled. "As long as I keep up my diet, of you know...blood then my body functions like it should"Damon grinned.

Damon's eyes fixed on what Elena was wearing, he saw the blue short sleeved top she was wearing with matching shorts, he groaned inward. Damn Elena and her perfect, long legs...No! Damon! No bad thoughts now! Elena watched as Damon's expression kept changing, almost as if he was fighting with himse;f. It wasn't long until they had finished everything on the table. "Damon! That was amazing.I've never tasted anything better" Elena grinned and patted Damon's hand as she put the dishes into the sink, Damon's eyes never leaving legs, which meant that he was clearly looking at her ass in those tiny shorts. But he quickley averted his eyes when she turned round. "Now what do you want to do Princess?" Damon took off the pink apron and put it upon the table.

Elena had to think for a while but soon she grabed his hand and pulled him upstairs to her bedroom. Damon smirked and arched an eyebrow."Oooh, never knew Miss Elena Gilbert was kinky"He chuckled softly and watched her blush,she had denied it though."Shut it Damon" she giggled and walked over to her bed and switched the TV on."You do know what sitting or laying on the bed leads too?" he smirked as he jumped on and laid beside her, ahhh he had never felt so comfy in his 145 years of life. "I'm quite aware of it" Elena shrugged and propped a pillow behind her so she should get comfy. "Anything on?" Damon asked quietly, he wouldn't watch it anyway. He would just watch Elena.

After a few minutes of flicking channels, Elena finally chose the movie channel. And just as it started someone burst into the room. Damon shot up like a rocket and stood on front of Elena. His eyes landed on the intruder and he straightened up slightly.

It was Stefan and boy did he look pissed.