Okay so I've decided to re-write 'Because I Met You' because I had a change of heart with the plot. I hope you'll still enjoy and read this story/fanfic! I am also changing the rating to M just in case!
Summary: AU/AH- Elena Gilbert has everything in life she could ask for; a loving family, amazing best friends, popularity, happiness and she's also head cheerleader. She's the girl every guy wants to be with and every girl wants to be. What happens when she finally crosses paths with the mysterious, bad boy of the school Damon Salvatore? How will he change her life?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of The Vampire Diaries characters or anything from it. Ownership goes to L.J. Smith and the writers of CW's TVD. I own the plot and some added characters but that's it. I DON'T OWN anything else!
I hope you will still enjoy this re-write. So anyway, here's chapter 1... Enjoy!
Chapter 1
A glimmer of light beamed down, making direct and harsh contact with Elena's eyes. The sunlight peered through the diminutive gap between her curtains. She haltingly began to open her eyes. At that moment her eye lids felt too heavy to open as if they were glued. Finally, with a lot of force, Elena managed to agape her eyes to the surprisingly blurred surroundings, giving her the illusion she was blind. In a panic, Elena gently rubbed her eyes with her hands. She sighed in relieve at the certainty she was able to see distinctly again.
She reluctantly rolled out of bed and walked into the bathroom. Elena came out of the bathroom thirty minutes later, showered, dressed and made up ready to go to school.
She was wearing skinny navy denim jeans which hugged onto her legs faultlessly. She wore a deep purple blouse which hung loosely over her flawlessly curved, slender body. The deep purple of the blouse complimented Elena's olive skin tone and complexion perfectly. On her feet she wore black, leather ankle boots with a two inch heel and a black leather jacket, studded with diamonds around the collar. Elena's naturally waved chocolate, brown hair fell in perfect swirls over her shoulders, without effort and shaped her angelic face.
Elena Gilbert was the perfect seventeen year old girl. She had amazing family and best friends. She held deep compassion for others, a quality which was always admired. Elena was the girl every boy wanted and every girl wanted to be.
Elena finished her breakfast and her mother, Miranda, was in the kitchen baking for the charity fundraiser at the Lockwood's mansion that afternoon. Elena sipped the remaining coffee in her mug, "I guess I should be going to school." She said picking up her bag from the stool next to her.
Miranda took another batch of cookies out of the oven, put them down to cool and turned around, while taking her oven glove off. "Okay sweetheart, I'll see you later." Elena gave her mother a kiss on the cheek and ran to the front door. She hurried towards her burgundy fiesta parked in the driveway. Elena unlocked the car and sat inside, putting her bag on the passenger seat. She turned on the car engine, pulling out of the driveway onto the street before making herself scarce and driving to school.
Damon Salvatore slowly walked through the double doors and into the hallway of Mystic Falls High School. Damon was wearing his usual black jeans and black John Varvatos t-shirt along with black leather boots and a black Armani leather jacket. He pealed his black ray bans from over his eyes and hung them in the v neck of his t-shirt. Damon's eyes were icy blue and piercing. They were light blue but with a hint of lapis, there was something lonely about his eyes but at the same time they were compelling and mysterious.
Damon walked down the hallway he gave everyone he passed a chill of intimidation. He ran his hand through his raven black hair which was slightly messy while smirking at the girls as they swooned over him. Damon loved it when girls would drool over him, he loved the attention he received, it only caused his ego to grow one hundred times bigger.
Elena pulled into the high school parking lot; she stood up out of the car and locked it making her way into the school, swaying her hips a little as she moved. She walked through the hall way and had the hockey team and football team wolf whistling at her as she passed.
Elena reached her locker and put in the books she didn't need yet and took out her book for first period. She closed her locker and saw Bonnie and Caroline grinning walking towards her, Elena smiled instantly. "Hey," she said happily. Caroline and Bonnie walked faster and they all hugged in a circle. When they let go Caroline and Bonnie were grinning at each other and then looking towards Elena. A cloud of confusion shadowed over Elena's face, "what's wrong with you two?" Elena asked.
Bonnie's grin grew and let out a shriek, Elena jumped slightly. "Are you going to tell her or should I?" Bonnie asked Caroline
Elena grew even more confused and her eyes began to narrow in frustration, "Tell me what?" Elena asked again.
Caroline shrieked once more and leaned in closer to Elena, "Tyler and I... well I guess you could say-" Caroline was cut off by Bonnie who was too excited. "Caroline and Tyler are dating. He asked her this morning." Bonnie blurted out with an even wider grin than previously.
The confusion evaporated and a wide grin invaded her face as she let out a little shriek, "Oh my God," Elena hugged onto Caroline. "Aw, Car, I'm so happy for you. I know how long you've been crushing on him." Elena chirped releasing Caroline from her grip.
The bell rang for first period to start. Elena and Bonnie parted ways from Caroline to make their way to history. Bonnie and Elena approached the history classroom and Elena opened her bag to get her history book and realised she picked up the wrong book. Elena sighed in frustration, "Hey Bonnie, I'll be right back; I took the wrong book from my locker. Will you let Mr Saltzman know if I'm not back in time?" Elena asked.
Bonnie was standing in the doorway of the history classroom, "Sure, of course. I'll save you a seat." Bonnie smiled.
"Thank you," Elena said gratefully before heading back to her locker.
Damon was deliberately walking slowly towards his class. He hated school and really didn't want to be there. He had no care for being late and continued to scroll, slowly down the hall. He turned the corner only to have someone walk full force into his chest. Damon stepped back in a little shock and saw a girl on the floor. Damon picked up her book by his foot and held his hand out for her. He was unsure who the girl was, her long wavy chocolate brown hair covered her face slightly. "I'm sorry about that..." Damon said as the girl stood up. She moved her hair from her face and Damon knew who she was in an instant, "Elena."
Elena gazed up in shock; did she really just run into Damon's chest face first? "Damon." Elena gazed into his deep blue eyes as he gazed into her own. Brown met blue. "Shouldn't you be in class?" Elena asked trying to cover up her nervousness. How can one guy be so hot? Elena thought.
Damon smirked at her not breaking their eye contact. "Shouldn't you?" he asked rhetorically.
Elena broke their eye contact looking down at the floor. Elena was anxious. Elena Gilbert was never anxious; and definitely not around guys but there was something different about Damon. He was the bad boy with a bad reputation and a player at that. He wasn't a nice person but for some unknown reason Elena felt drawn to him. Elena laughed with no humour behind it, "Someone's trying to be clever," Elena said sarcastically and a little flirtatious. She gestured the book he still held in his hand, "I forgot my book." Damon looking down and noticed he was still holding the book. He extended his arm and handed it back to her. Elena smiled and moved a strand of loose hair behind her ear, "Thank you."
Damon nodded and smiled for a quick second before it was gone. "Oh right. I wouldn't have thought you'd be the kind of girl who's forgetful," a smirk grew on Damon's face.
Elena raised an eyebrow towards Damon, "I'm not forgetful I just picked up the wrong book and how would you know? You don't even know me." Elena returned Damon's smirk.
He stepped closer to Elena smirking and gazing flirtatiously at her, "You're Elena Gilbert, head cheerleader, part of the events council and always keeps up good grades." Damon stated. Shocked appeared over Elena's face and she raised an eyebrow, "Do you stalk me or something?" Elena giggled lightening the atmosphere.
Damon chuckled. "Don't flatter yourself, Elena," he said drawing out her name and sending her a teasing winked. A chill ran down Elena's spine when her name rolled off his tongue like he always said it, what's happening to me? Elena asked herself not knowing why she felt this way. Damon was obviously very attractive, a god even but why was he getting to her in this way. I have to fight this... Elena thought I can't feel this way...I let Damon make me feel this way. I can't.
Elena laughed sarcastically, "Wow, you're so cocky, aren't you?" She asked already knowing the answer.
Damon shrugged, pursing his lips slightly. "Pretty much," he chuckled lightly and smirked again.
She rolled her eyes and laughed slightly, "So it's not an act then?" Elena asked sliding closer towards Damon.
Damon furrowed his eyebrows and sent Elena a questioning glance. "Why would it be? He asked a little confused by her question.
Elena shrugged her shoulders and crossed her arms over her chest. "I don't know, maybe you put up this act to hide away your true emotions. Maybe you put walls up to stop people from getting in and to stop you getting out. The real you. Maybe you're bad because you want people to be scared of you and hate you because you think it's easier that way but deep down you know that's not right and that you can't push people away, you need someone to help you." Elena said gazing deeply into his blue orbs being lost in a trance.
Damon didn't know what to say, he couldn't believe Elena could see through him but he wasn't going to let her know that. They stood, gazing, in silence for a few moments before Damon finally was able to put a sentence together. "No, Elena, it's not an act," he declared seriously.
Elena stood staring directly into his eyes, he felt like she was searching his soul and if he was being honest with himself, it scared him. "You're so sure of yourself," she said with a small smile of her lips.
Damon stepped closer again to Elena; their bodies were almost touching now. He stared directly into her deep, brown doe eyes, the way she stared at him but his gaze was more intense. "You aren't?" He asked.
Elena left trapped in his gaze, she couldn't move she couldn't speak, she was trapped. Eventually she broke the gaze and looked down to the floor as she felt tension run through her. His eyes seemed cold but oddly Elena left, somewhat, safe around him. She looked down to her wrist at the gold watch and she was surprised, "Oh my...I'm late. How could I lose track of time like that?" Elena asked herself.
Damon lost his intense look and began to smirk again, "Well I tend to do that to beautiful women." He winked as he stepped forward causing their bodies to scarcely touch.
Elena snapped out of the small trance she became lost in while gazing deeply into Damon's eyes. "Sorry, I have to go. I'm so late now." Elena began to walk away towards her classroom.
Damon began to walk in the opposite however he suddenly came to a halt and spun around quickly, "Elena!" He called. Elena turned at the sound of her name. "I'll see you later." Damon smirked. Elena smiled and carried on walking down the hall as Damon watched her until she turned the corner. Damon looked away smiling and thinking to himself, Elena Gilbert is one special girl.
I hope you liked it. I hope everyone who had read the first one will read the re-write too.
I hope you liked the Delena meeting, more Delena to come and things may get hot and heavy with them... but that won't be until later.
Please comment/review I appreciate all feedback and constructive criticism. R&R! Chapter 2 will be up soon!
