"Damon." I pushed the door to the Salvatore boarding house open while calling for Damon; I presumed he would be the only one here as Stefan hadn't been in town since I'd told him that I kissed Damon. I couldn't think about that now though. I had already been thinking about that all week, his face... the look of hurt that told me I had broken him. I couldn't be expected to have my whole world stop for him though, when he had made it clear he didn't care.
I was still standing there a minute later with no reply from Damon. "Damon!" I shouted once again, frustration rushing through me. A sigh escaped from my lip and I turned on my heel, if he couldn't be bothered to show up then I couldn't be bothered to stay. As soon as I turned I regretted it as I ended up smacking into Damon which delivered me a smirk from him.
"Careful" He tutted, which made me roll my eyes at him. "What's up?" He asked me.
"How am I supposed to know, Damon? You're the one who asked me here, remember?" I told him, knowing he knew but he was just playing with me.
He rolled his eyes. "You're no fun. Anyway, I think we need to talk." He said, his expression suddenly becoming serious. I looked at him, biting my lip, hoping he wouldn't bring up the one thing I didn't want him too, the thing that I couldn't allow myself to talk about.
I let out a sigh. "Talk about what?" He should really start making things more clear instead of playing a guessing game, I thought.
"We kissed, Elena. Isn't there a conversation to be had about that?" He told me and my hope that it wouldn't have been this he brought up faded straight away.
I sighed, tilting my head to one side and looking at him. "Damon... There's nothing to talk about there. We kissed and that's all." I paused for a moment and closed my eyes. "I can't do this" I whispered, reopening my eyes and turning around, beginning to walk away.
Before I knew it though, his hands closed around my wrist and pulled me back towards him, I looked up at him.
"Just tell me that you don't feel anything for me, and I'll leave you alone, Elena." He stared at me, knowing that he could catch me out by this question. I did care about him, I did feel something more for him. I loved him. It was clear and now I could see that, I just needed to allow myself to love him and we could have it all.
And I did let myself.
That night, his arms were around me and it felt like I was finally where I was supposed to be.
This is the first FanFic I've written. I'd love some feedback!