AUTHORS NOTE! : Okay guys, this is a story that I had made up a long time ago, but some how in another story I had been writing, it got deleted, but luckily it was still fresh in my mind – AT THE TIME- and I wrote down the plot in good detail. I didn't get much plot down, but I got what I needed. I changed a lot of it, so if you guys want me to write another chapter, or the second part of a two-shot, GOTTA GIVE ME IDEAS! Message me, review it, doesn't matter.

Disclaimer: This show and these characters do not in anyway belong to me -BUT THE PLOT DOES! :D-, heaven forbid they did. There would be lots of slashy sex.

Author: SlashyAntics

Warning : Nothing- there is mentions of a boy liking another boy, but no kissing, so its safe for now.

The grill that night was exceptionally packed, only a few people standing around, eating, or playing pool with friends goofing off. The lighting in the room was dim like it usually was, but it seemed to reflect of Matt Donovan's glass, the light catching the condensation rolling down the chilled glass full of Pepsi. He would take small sips of it every now and again, liking the way the cold liquid felt as it ran down his almost sore throat. He couldn't help it as his eyes traveled back over to the pair situated in the booth not to far from where he was sitting at the bar. They looked happy, their expressions light, the wide smiles across their face made Matt clench his teeth slightly.

Stefan's arm were caressing her hands and arms, moving them ever so slightly when he was speaking. Elena laughed at something he had said and lightly tapped his arm as he head was thrown back in laughter. He felt the tightening in his throat as he watched the pair, wishing- no, pining to be there..in her place. Matt sighed before maneuvering his straw and sucking the cold stinging liquid through. His eyes strayed once again, and he nearly choked on his drink. They were so close, their lips nearly touching, they breathed the same air, and it hurt Matt to no end knowing he would never be her.

Matt chewed on his bottom lip in thought, wondering how the pair couldn't feel the holes that his eyes had begun to burn, but the answer was pretty simple, not to mention obvious. His finger blunt and short finger nails tapped against the hard glass, there was no beat to it, just something to do. He was starting to wonder why he hadn't left already.

"Man, are you STILL pining after Elena?" Matt jumped slightly before locking eyes with his friend Tyler, though sometimes he wondered why they were still friends at all. The comment had startled him as he watched Tyler pull a Lockwood smirk and proceeded to sit on the barstool next to him like he owned the place. Matt chuckeld at the thought before sobering up and peering at the king jock.

"Nah man." The response was simple, and was executed with a small head shake, but failed miserably as his words as his eyes once again betrayed him. Stefan was looking over at them..his exspression wasn't a kind one. His eyes were filled with quiet rage, his muscles bunching slightly and Matt knew that Stefan had heard his loud mouthed friends words.

Tyler just grinned that Lockwood shit eating grin and saying something excessivly cocky, before reaching over and landing a brotherly tap against his shoulder. He could see Tyler walking away with the arrogent swagger, he usually carried himself with, as he headed over to hit on a group of girls that has surrounded the pool table. He chuckeld, the small smile almost making his face ache at the use, seeing as there hadn't been much to smile about as of late.

Matt nearly jumped again as there was a soft tap against his right shoulder and he looked over it, stareing into the face of Elena. He froze momentarily before looking past her, though having to look back down. Stefan was standing there, the muscles buldging slighty as his manly hands were placed innocently in his front pockets. He was swaying back and forth slightly, keeping himself moving as he watch the pair. His exspression hadn't cooled down any, actually it looked like he had gotten angrier.

Stefan was clenching his hand has his girlfriend was trying to his the jock's attention, and he had to restrain his growl when Matt's blue eyes again traveled back to Elena. He didn't know what it was, but it irriated him immensly. When he heard the loud obnoxious male open his mouth and say that, he was angry. Not just at Tyler, but at Elena as well. He didn't know what it was, but the whole thing rubbed him the wrong way. Like rubbing sand paper over your sun burnt skin.

"Uhh, I don't know?" 'Wow that was smart' Matt thought to himself stupidly. He was fairly certain that Elena was asking where Caroline was, but he didn't know. She was still avoiding him, he had kissed her, but it wasn't for the reasons he had told her. He needed to FEEL if he still had feelings for her, but he didn't feel anything, not evena twing in his stomach like in the past. He gets the twisting and dropping feeling when Stefan's name is even metioned.

He heard Elena sigh and he refrained himself from looking back over at Stefan. He knew that she could tell he was distracted, barely getting any of the words she was muttering at him or asking, he didn't know. She nodded her head at him tell him her goodbyes, and he gave a small nod in return. She once again nodded her head before turning and walking back over to the brooding boyfriend still glaring at them.

Elena said something to Stefan that Matt couldn't get from the distance they were, though from Stefan's smile -though it was a tight smile- it wasn't something about him. He nodded his head and his smile softened before leaning down and fusing his lips with her's.

For Matt the kiss was slow motion, and his lungs were clenching in his body as his heart squeezed painfully in his chest. He would have given anything to be in Elena's place, Stefan lips pressed softly against his. It heart him to every exsist to see her touch something and someone he so desperately wanted/needed. Matt shook his head and cleared his throat and leans down to suck more pepsi through the bright red straw. He nearly choked on it as Elena walked away, and Stefan's face snapped back to his. The angered exspression was back, and teens foot steps were deathly quiet.

Stefan took wide steps and was next to Matt, sliding into the bar stool where Tyler Lockwood had been sitting for what seemed an hour ago when it had been measly minutes. Matt kept his lips locked around the straw, keeping his eyes locked to the smooth wooden bar. He felt like a dying parched man as he slowly finished off his drink. Stefan hadn't muttered a word, and he knew that he wasn't going to till Matt gave his full attention. When he heard the loud noise that signified that the glass was empty Matt let the straw fall from between his lips.

Matt was debating on weather or not flagging down the bartender for another distraction. Matt sighed but slowly turned his head towards Stefan, having to forcefully drag his eyes away from where he was twirling the straw in the empty glass cup. When Matt met the short male's eyes he nearly cringed and looked back down, but he gave his full attention to him taking a deep breath.

"Hello Matt." Stefan's hello was full of all KINDS of warning, and it made Matt physically flinch. Stefan noted it and put it in the back of his mind. Stefan could tell the human boy's body was wracked with nerves, he was tense though he doubt Matt knew his own body was clenched that tightly.

Matt could feel the anger and irriatation rolling off Stefan, but there was something else held in his face. God damn, he had a good poker face.

Before Stefan could say anything, Matt beat him to the punch. "Look Stefan..What you heard Tyler say early-" Okay, maybe not.

"What! That your still in love with my girlfriend?" Though the outburst was sharp and cruel like a whip spiked at the end, it was quiet as Stefan didn't want to make a scene that was completely nessacary. Matt blanched at his words, and for some reason it tore him up inside. He was upset because Stefan thought Matt loved Elena, not because Matt liked him. Matt was upset (though that was putting it lightly) because Stefan didn't know he liked him, didn't know that he was on his mind everyday, didn't that when he saw Stefan his heart jumped into his throat and the butterfly's torchered him none stop. Matt was upset that Stefan didn't know, and now he was paying the price for keep it so well hidden.

Matt's body spasmed as tears collected at the sides of his eyes. He reached into his front pocket knowing it was a ten and threw it down on the counter. Stefan watched his exspression with hard lines marring his face. When Matt made to move again, Stefan's harsh grip grasped his upper arm.

Stefan green eyes were dialted, and Matt could see so far down. In the instant a lone tear made a dash down warming cheeks, because Matt knew he was in love with Stefan. It wasn't bad enough as is to have a crush, but now he was in fucking love with him.

"Stay. Away. From. Elena. You can't be with her. " Stefan's words were punctuated as he smoke them in a low growl. Stefan's teeth were slightly bared at Matt and he had to purse his lips from crying out. "I didn't want to be with Elena, I DONT want to be with Elena." Matt moved his face closer, looking deep into the eyes of a human predatore (Didn't even know how right he was) as he lowered his voice. This comment but get him a punch in the face, or certain death, but his heart couldn't keep it in anymore. It was killing him, he was slowing dying and Stefan didn't even realize it as he poisended him.

"I wanted to be with you. " Matt yanked his arm away from Stefan's harsh gripp throw the bill on the table and dashing out the the grill before Stefan could even udder a reply. It was out, and now that he knew, there wasn't anyway to go back. He didn't know what Stefan would do, or if he would tell anyone at all.

The first sob escaped from between -now- ruby red lips, and Matt picked up pace. He knew where he was going, and he ignored the looks of the people around him. He just ran, his breath shorting out, but there was no stitch in his side like there would be for most people. He was an athlete, remember?

Right when he reached the entrance the rubber front of his tennis shoe caught the slight curve of the ground and he went face first into the ground. He broke down from there as he tried picking himself up. The sobs tore up his throat and filled the quiet air harshly. He was far enough from everyone that nobody was hear his sobs or cries of pain, and was covered by trees an such so no prying as could see him if the drove through the highway.

He made it to his knee's and was crying in agony at the pain in his chest. "Ohh, ga-od!" It was said in pure agony as he reached up towards his chest. It felt like large and very sharp knives had been rammed into his chest and heart all at the same time. His hand rubbed roughly over the area just above his quickly beating heart, making sure that he had not burst of his rib cage like one of those alien babies.

He tried in vain to stand on his feet, but before he could get both under him he was tackeled back to the ground. The heavy ache grew quickly over his side and the figure that had layed him out flat loomed over him. Matt was situated on his back, his hands pinned to the cold earth, and this muscled figure had him helpless.

It took about two seconds for the panic to set in before he started struggling and trying to fight turned his head away from the nameless face and screamed loudly into the air, but he knew it was no use.

The male easily pushed his hands to the ground and breathed warm air across his ear, his breath sweet smelling. It added with the musculin smell of his body spray, or just his body.

"It would be best, if you stopped fighting me." Matt's eyes snapped open at the voice as the words were growled into his ear.

Authors note : I'm stopping there! :D

SO TELL ME HOW IT WAS! I am a review whore, not ashamed to say it. Iknow you slash fans are other there, most prefer Jyler, but this was just something that I had to do. So review, tell me what you want for the next chapter, cause I have not the SLIGHTEST idea what to write in it. So, yeah.

`SlashyAntics