Damon and Elena: More Ways Than One

*Elena*

Chapter One- Introducing Me

I woke up in Stefan's bed, my hair was messy from the nightmare, and my eyes felt like they were swollen.

I didn't want to get up, but the alarm clock wouldn't stop ringing.

I pulled myself out of bed, my bones cracking as I stretched. I slammed my fist on the clock, smiling as it shut up.

Today was either Monday or Sunday. I couldn't remember, all I knew was that I had a three day weekend. I had been staying at the Salvatore house because Jenna was on a business trip and Jeremy had said he'd be out with friends the whole break.

If today was still part of the weekend, why did Stefan turn on the damn alarm?

"Damnit Elena! You woke me up." Damon walked in, his black hair messy, and his eyes looked worn out. I laughed at his appearance, and his eyes brightened at the sound. He wore workout pants, and a white t-shirt. It looked so bright compared to his usual dark designer clothing.

"Stefan was the one to turn it on."

"Stupid rabbit-eater," Damon mumbled, "Doesn't he know I wake up around one?"

"I wake up around twelve. He's going to get yelled at, don't worry." The clock said it was nine.

Damon laughed, "Stefan's wakeup call is at-"

"Four A.M," We said at the same time.

Damon smiled then yawned, showing his perfect white teeth. He never smiles, or not a real smile, so I didn't know he had those.

"Go back to bed, Damon." I pushed him away, surprised that he hadn't commented on my tank top and short shorts.

"Come with me and I will." Damnit, I spoke to soon.

"In your dreams," I smiled and turned away, only to be pulled into his room and pushed lightly on the bed. I laughed and hit Damon with a pillow, laughing as he rolled his eyes.

"Pillow versus vampire…" Damon threw it back, and I grabbed it, weapons are always useful.

I laid down, too tired to get up, and his bed was ten times comfier than Stefan's.

"So you want to stay, kitten?" He smirked, and I rolled my eyes.

"So this is why you're such a catch. Your bed is amazingly comfy."

Damon's mouth popped open, and he started to tickle me.

"Take it back!" Damon said.

"Nuh-uh!" I rolled over, and hid under the covers.

"Admit that the bed is just a plus to me being a sexy beast, with an amazing body and hot hair. Admit it, and take back your rude comment. Then you'll be free." He took me out of the covers, and tickled me.

I somehow didn't say anything, but my laughs echoed across Mystic Falls.

"Okay then," Damon kept tickling me.

"Fine! Damon Salvatore is a sexy beast, with amazing eyes, body, and cool hair. He also has the bluest eyes in the world. The bed is just a plus." I meant it, and that's what shocked him.

"Why thank you, Elena. Do I owe you a few compliments now?" Damon rolled over, so we were lying next to each other.

I shrugged, not wanting them, but yet wanting to hear his thoughts. Damon was my best friend, ever since I figured out Jeremy had forgiven him, and they were actually friends. Bonnie had been MIA, and Caroline was to busy being sad about Bonnie, although Caroline and I had been closer than ever these past few weeks.

"Okay, here goes." Damon sat up, and stared at me, his face filled with passion and anxiety. "You have the best eyes I have ever seen. Even Katherine cannot match yours. Your hair is silky and long, and is the most beautiful shade of brown. You're a lover, and you have such bad things happen to you that shouldn't happen. You deserve a break from everything, and someone who will make you happy, and not cause pain." Damon's eyes darkened at the last part, and I took that as a sign that said he thought he doesn't deserve me.

"You, Elena, as the most beautiful woman I have ever met." I smiled, he said woman. Stefan only called me a girl, as if I was too young and immature. It was something that bothered me.

I sat there, staring at him. He smiled shyly, as if he had spoken something he was scared too. Damon was feeling shy.

I leaned forward and grabbed him, pulling him in to a hug. He hugged back, and I smiled. He was extremely warm.

*Damon*

For two hours Elena and I talked. It was nice, and I was happy. I had finally gotten everything off my chest, and she didn't push me away like normal.

Stefan arrived then, and Elena sighed, which made me extremely happy, and got off my bed and went to greet him. We still hadn't changed clothes.

Stefan asked her if she wanted to go to the Grill, and she invited me. Stefan raised an eyebrow, and she just shrugged.

When we got there, I went up to the bar while they sat down.

"Two dozen shots please," I said, showing my I.D and giving a twenty.

When I got back, Stefan and Elena had taken a booth, each on the opposite side of each other. I raised an eyebrow, and she sighed.

"Hey, Elena, can we talk?" Bonnie said, rushing up to us.

"Um, sure," I got out, and let Elena leave.

I watched them leave, and Bonnie put some spell so we couldn't hear.

"Are you guys fighting?" I asked outright.

"I guess so. I asked why she brought you, and she shrugged again, and I went on to tell her how evil you are, and she got mad. Happy now?" Stefan took a shot and gulped it down.

I smiled my 'Damon smile', and took a drink.

When they got back, Elena sat by me, and Bonnie took a seat by Stefan; Elena looked up at me, and sent a text.

MAJOR DRAMA-ISOBEL. CAN I HAVE A SHOT?

I sighed and sent her, WHY NOT? I ORDERED 24. WHY IS BABY MAMMA BACK?
WHO KNOWS?

I put my phone away, and rubbed her arm. She smiled at me, and took a shot.

An hour later, Elena was drunk. I didn't blame her, but Stefan, not knowing what's happening, did.

"Elena, I think that's enough of the drink."

"I'm fine, Stefy. Don't make me go or I'll call you a butthead."

I laughed.

"D, can I have another one?"

"Aw, you know I can't resist that face." I got up and brought her another one.

"Yay! I loooovvveee you!" Elena said, chugging her scotch.

"I know." I said, pouring myself another drink.

"You should like…stop eating bunnies, Stefan." Elena said, and I laughed, almost spitting out my drink.

Stefan frowned, and his untouched drink was finally brought to his lips.

"Hey, Damon, you should like poke Bonnie's eyes out!" Elena said, and started laughing hysterically.

"That, Elena, would be cruel, and she would kill you with her witchy mojo!" I said, feeling the effects of the drinking.

"NO!" Elena screamed, and I covered her mouth, smiling at Jeremy, who had walked in, and examining the scene, rolled his eyes.

I looked at Bonnie, worried she would be mad, but she just laughed. She was sober, and thought we were hilarious.

*Stefan*

"Elena, if I dared you to go slap Carol Lockwood, would you do it?" Damon asked Elena.

"Sure, are you asking me?" Elena's words slurred, but she smiled happily.

Elena had her head against the booth's back, and her feet in Damon's lap. The more drunk they got the more intimate they became.

Elena had forgiven Damon, I know that. She just isn't sober, and that's why she's acting like she loves him. She's crazy when she's drunk.

"Why not? Go ahead, you'll be the talk of this wacked out town!" Damon laughed, playing with her shoe laces. He tied them up weird, and Elena laughed.

Elena looked around, and said, "But she's not here!" She whined, her lower lip pushing out into a pout.

"We can find her, sweetheart!" Damon gulped down vodka shot, while Elena sipped hers.

"You have to be invited in, D." Elena sat up, and started playing with his fingers and his ring. She smiled, and took my drink from my hands.

"Elena, stop!" I took her hand, and stared at her lovingly.

"What's wrong, Stef?" Elena's eyes were bloodshot, and Damon's were tired…and thirsty.

"Damon's thirsty," I got out, and pushed Damon out, and, being the drunk he is, laughed and slumped against the wall.

"He wouldn't hurt me." Elena said; her voice angry.

"He killed your brother."

"Yeah? Well he woke up!" Elena stood up and her face was mad.

"You're drunk; you don't know what you're saying."

"No, you're drunk, and your evil twin is right next to you!" Elena jumped out, and tripped; when she fell Damon caught her. How appropriate.

"C'mon, El, stand up, we don't want to get caught, now do we?" Damon said, picking her up over his shoulder.

"No sir!" Elena said, giggling as Damon carried her out, getting a look of daggers from Jeremy.

I followed them, and rolled my eyes.

*Bonnie*

I watched Damon leave with Elena, and a worried Stefan on their heels.

Stefan looked desperate, following them. I decided to stay put, drinking lightly.

Elena looked worried when I told her the news, but she decided to ignore it. I didn't understand why, but I respected her choice. It was only one, and she was drunk.

I thought back to when she showed up.

3 Hours Ago

I had been walking to Sheriff Forbes house, not to see Caroline, but to tell Liz that Stefan and Damon's ex was here, just in case Elena was blamed for her…actions.

"I wouldn't do this," a chilling, dark, female voice said.

I twirled around, and came face to face with Isobel.

"You know me, I guess." Isobel walked towards me, inches away from my face. I froze, my eyes staring her down.

"I can hurt you." I warned.

Isobel just rolled her eyes, and said, "Don't, Bonnie, go and ruin the little piece of Elena's trust that you hold. Have you noticed how Damon has taken you place as 'best friend'? Even though guys and girls cannot be friends…there's always something more. Anyway, don't you see? Stefan's losing his grip on her. You should rejoice." Isobel said.

"Why would I?" I didn't want to fall into her trap, but it was so hard not to.

"God, why do I have to be the one who has to give you Mystic Falls girls' advice?" Isobel sighed.

"What do you mean? Who else did you help?" I thought about Caroline with Matt, or Jenna with Alaric.

"Elena with Damon, of course," she said.

"She never told me about that…" I said.

"Yeah, wonder why? Anyway, you should make your move soon with Stefan." Isobel nodded and finished.

"I don't like Stefan!" I yelled into the darkness, only to receive a faint laugh.

Of course, I didn't tell Elena about the Stefan part. Only about her coming back and how I was mad she didn't tell me about Damon.

I stood up and headed out, looking for them.

I knew it was a lost cause, and wasn't shocked when they were gone.

I thought about whom take immediate action, and hate Isobel like Elena.

I knocked on Mr. Saltzman's door, and waited for him to open the door.

"Bonnie?"

"Sorry for the inconvience, but I'm positive you won't mind."

Chapter Two- Befan

*Damon*

I was so close. I had her on my shoulder, literally.

I was also nervous, but mostly I was happy. So undeniably happy, joy was spreading through my veins, and I knew I was winning her love.