A/N: Hello again :) it's been a LOONG time since I wrote anything, and I got really inspired by a song called "I Should Go" by Levi Kreis. You probably recognize it from the scene in 2x22 when Damon and Elena were on the bed, the confession/kiss/waiting for the cure scene :) I absolutely fell in love with it the moment I heard it and I've been listening to it like 10 times a day, so it was only a matter of time until I wrote something inspired by it. I hope you like it, its not long but I'm pretty happy with it :) Oh and also, I do not have a beta, so all mistakes are mine.
Disclaimer: I do not own the vampire diaries, or anything related to it. (Only the 7 books, and a LOT of photos of Ian Somerhalder :D ! I would NOT mind to own Damon for a night.. or two... or a lifetime, whatever!)
Anywhoo, on with the story :)
He could feel her presence even before he saw her. It was like a tingling sensation, that started in his chest, and ended at the extremeties of his limbs. Damon was at the bar as was usual for him on a Friday night. Every since she came into his life for good, he had changed his ways, and stopped seeing sorority girls as happy meals on legs. Even if they had perfect legs. He shook his head to get rid of those thoughts and, taking a deep breath, turned his head around slowly. The sight of soft-looking brown hair swaying loose took his breath away. She had her back turned and he couldn't see her face, though he could hear her clear voice talking to Caroline. Mystic Grill was having a party tonight, and the gang was all there, celebrating Tyler Lockwood's birthday.
Here we are
Isn't it familiar
Haven't had someone to talk to
In such a long time
And it's strange
All we have in common
And your company was just the thing I needed tonight
Somehow I feel I should apologize
Cuz I'm just a little shaken
By what's going on inside
Damon continued trailing his gaze on her body. She wore a short, fitted purple dress which contrasted with her tanned skin. Her long legs seemed to go on for miles in her black, "zippery" pumps. Very slowly, seemingly deliberately, she turned around, giving him a proper look at her. She wasn't heavily makeup-ed, but it made her eyes seem more prominent, and her soft, pink lips stood out, making them unresistable. He forced himself to tear his gaze away from those lips, only to let his eyes wander downwards, and finding her perfect cleavage. He knew he was starring but it was too tempting not to look. Finally succeding in looking away, he caught her looking at someone, and, for the first time in weeks, he saw her smile. It took Damon a few instants before finally realizing it was at him that the smile was directed, and he broke into a huge grin, thinking that if he had to smile for a few moments more, his jaw would start to hurt. He could not tear his gaze away from hers, knowing that the way she was looking at him in that instant would not come back and he wanted to take it all in.
I should go
Before my will gets any weaker
And my eyes begin to linger
Longer than they should
I should go
Before I lose my sense of reason
And this hour holds more meaning
Than it ever could
I should go
I should go
Baby, I should go
Damon put his glass down on the counter, and started making his way towards her. He kept her gaze, seeing her expression changing from happy, to surprised, to something else that had her eyes sparkling but on which he could not put his finger on. Taking her hand, he arched up a brow and nodded his head towards the dance floor. Slowly nodding, she turned around and let him lead the way. A catchy, swaying song started, and he put his hands on her hips, letting her take the lead. They were dancing slowly, but sultry and couldn't keep their hands off each other. Getting closer, he put his mouth to her ear, and felt her shiver before hearing her laugh at what he said. He couldn't keep a small smile from appearing on his lips at the sound.
It's so hard
Keeping my composure
And pretend I don't see how
Your body curves beneath your clothes
And your laugh
Is pure and unaffected
It frightens me to know so well the place I shouldn't go
I know I gotta take the noble path
Cuz I don't want you to question
The intentions that I have
His hand started trailing down her back, and even though he heard her sharp intake of breath, she didn't back away, so he continued his passage. He couldn't get enough of her smooth skin, warm beneath his touch. Damon could feel her breath on his face, and it intoxicated him even more.
I should go
Before my will gets any weaker
And my eyes begin to linger
Longer than they should
I should go
Before I lose my sense of reason
And this hour holds more meaning
Than it ever could
I should go
I should go
Baby, I should go
Very slowly, almost as if he wasn't in control of his body anymore, he pressed his lips to hers. Though shocked at first, he felt her slowly respond to his touch. Soon enough, they stopped swaying to the music, and he could feel her little hands on his shoulders, trailing down his back and leaving a burning trail that could be felt even through his clothes. As if not wanting to let him go, she pulled back just an inch, and he opened his eyes to look at her. As if on cue, the guilt he knew was inside her made an apearance and he could see her eyes focusing, and her mouth starting to form words. He cut her off, and with a kiss to her temple, murmured something about having to meet with Ric and let her go. Knowing that if he looked at her again he would take her in his arms again, he lowered his gaze, turned on his heels, and left.
I don't mean to leave you with a trivial excuse
And when you call tomorrow, I'll know what to do
He imediately missed having her close to his body, her lips on his, but he knew she loved his brother and that she could never be his. Getting in his car and looking in his rearview mirror, he saw a little bit of lipstick on his lips and hastly took it off with the back of his hand. He could hear heels clicking on the pavement, and he turned his head around and saw her at the door with her mouth open and a hurt expression on her face. Putting his car into drive, to glanced one last time at her and mouthed some words before taking off into the night.
I should go
Before my will gets any weaker
And my eyes begin to linger
Longer than they should
I should go
Before I lose my sense of reason
And this hour holds more meaning
Than it ever could
I should go
I should go
Baby, I should go
Though her tears, she could barely make up his words. Turning around to head back into the Grill, she could hear his clear voice in her head…
"I'm sorry, Elena."
If you liked it, or even if you didn't please review, so I know what to improve for next time :) It means the world to me hearing from you guys!
