This story is strictly Delena, with some Stelena drama and a breakup. Sorry to Stelena shippers out there, but I have always loved Damon and Elena together, even from the very beginning. For the record, I don't have any problems with Stefan, I'm just a huge Delena shipper.
As Elena looked through her closet, she was getting annoyed that she couldn't find her favorite blue sweater. She knew that it had to be somewhere and as she moved to rummage through her dresser drawers, it suddenly dawned on her. She must have left it at Stefan's house. She had been staying there quite often lately, and they had decided that it would make sense for her to leave some of her things there. They weren't exactly living together, but they were spending a lot of time with one another. Things were good with her and Stefan. Other than the fact that he lives with his annoying, obnoxious, yet handsome older brother Damon. Who just loves to come in and interrupt them, all the time. But it was better than staying at her house with Jeremy and Jenna, because after a few days, she couldn't handle the looks that Jenna gave her, when they ran into each other in the morning.
As she finished getting dressed, she decided to go get some of her stuff and bring it back home, since she knew Stefan was going to be gone for a month and she wouldn't be staying there. So she grabbed her car keys off the dresser and her purse off the window seat in her room and headed out the door. As she did so, she called out to Jeremy, "Be back later, Jer."
Once she pulled up to the Salvatore Boarding House, she knew she'd probably run into Damon. "Just ignore him." She thought to herself.
But as she knocked at the door, she could hear loud music blasting from inside the house. When Damon answered the door, he had nothing on, but a towel tied around his waist.
He smirked as he casually laid his arm in the doorway, "Hey, Elena."
Elena tried to ignore the fact that he looked so damn attractive, especially since he was standing there, practically naked in front of her. "Hello, Damon." She said as she looked away at their front yard.
Damon's smile widened as he noticed that Elena was obviously uncomfortable, so he decided to tease her further, "Well, if I had known you were dropping by, I would have put something a little less revealing on."
Elena had turned back to face him and she noticed Damon put his right hand on his hip, where the towel was folded over, giving her a look that showed her that he was about take it off, teasing her.
She crossed her arms, trying to ignore him still, "Damon, come on. Can I please come in?"
Damon walked backwards, motioning his arm as he said, "Please, Elena. Do come in."
Elena was not impressed by his endless charms, "I just have to get a few things I left here. Then I'll be leaving."
Damon smiled at her, "Oh come on, Elena. Lighten up. Come join me for a drink."
Elena rolled her eyes, "I don't drink, Damon."
Damon smirked at her, giving her a playful look with his eyes, "Oh, don't lie to me, Elena. I've seen you drink with Stefan thousands of times."
Elena crossed her arms, trying to stand her ground, "Well that was with Stefan."
Damon teased her, getting closer to her before whispering in her ear as he walked towards the living room, "What, Elena? You don't trust yourself around me?"
Elena felt a chill across her body as his hot breath tickled her ear, as she contemplated what he said. It was true, there was something about Damon that made him irresistible and sometimes she found herself thinking about him, far more than she cared to admit. But she shook those thoughts aside as she retorted, "No. I just don't trust you."
He feigned being hurt, "Ouch, Elena. That hurts. Oh, come on, even after everything that we've been through?"
Elena couldn't help but smile at his playful acts, "Okay, fine. One drink. But you need to put some clothes on, first."
Damon smirked at her and gave her a wink, "I bet that's the only time you'll be asking me to put clothes on tonight."
Elena could feel her cheeks flush as she tried to hide her embarrassment as he left the room. She could hear him turn the music down to a background noise, before heading upstairs.
She went and sat down in the den, and pulled out her phone, waiting for him to come back. As she sat there, she realized that she probably should have went to get those few things she came for, but decided that she would just get them later.
Damon came back in the room, fully clothed, after a few minutes with a bottle of fine bourbon and two glasses he had grabbed from the kitchen.
As he walked closer, she couldn't help but notice that he hadn't buttoned up his shirt all the way, because she could still see some of his chest. She knew he had done that in purpose, so she shook those thoughts out of her mind again.
But as she tried to focus on the liquor in his hand, Elena was puzzled because she knew that he had a stash behind the couch not far from her, "Why didn't you grab what was over there?"
Damon smiled, as he placed the glasses on the table in front of them and opened up the bottle. "Because, this is the more expensive stuff that I like to keep hidden..." He paused as he winked at her, "For special occassions."
Elena blushed again, because she knew damn well he was trying to ply her with fancy booze as she tried to shake his advances off, "And what's so special about this?"
Damon smiled at her, "Well, the great Elena has decided to grace me with her presence. It's practically tea with the queen."
Elena couldn't help but laugh. She had to admit, Damon could be very charming. She shook her head, trying to push those thoughts away again as he handed her a glass and poured himself one as well. She couldn't help but notice the generous amount of bourbon that he poured for both of them. Especially her glass.
She took a sip as he sat down across from her, watching her reaction to the alcohol. She gave a slight grimace as she took her first sip and the bourbon burned down her throat a little. He couldn't help but smile as he inquired, "Well, what do you think?"
Elena smiled, it was quite good and she could tell it was much better than the stuff he had over by the bar. "Smooth." She managed to choke out, still feeling the effects of the first sip.
Damon laughed again, "It's quite strong at first. But you get used to it after a while."
Elena took another sip and noticed that it didn't burn quite as much the second time, "Yeah, I can tell."
Damon smirked, "So, other than stalking me, what exactly did you come here for?"
Elena blushed again, but hid her reaction behind her glass, "Well, I left some of my clothes here and since Stefan's going to be gone for a couple more weeks, I figured I might as well take them home for now."
Damon smiled as he thought of his brother, who he knew would be furious if he could see the two of them right now. Because Stefan already knew that Damon had feelings for Elena and that he would take every chance he got, to steal her away from him. Because Damon could be that selfish.
But, Damon tried to be civil and respected Elena's choice to be with Stefan. Because he cared for her and wanted her to be happy.
Except lately, he had noticed that something had changed between the two of them. And he couldn't help but wonder if she had developed feelings for him as well. So he decided to test his theory, by inviting her in and stepping up his charm, especially since Stefan was away.
Damon took a sip of his bourbon, as he watched Elena, "I see." He stood up and walked over to where he had the music going and he turned it up a little more, so they could hear it better. He noticed the song, it was "Give Me Love" by Ed Sheeran. He placed his glass down and held out his hand towards Elena, "Care to dance?"
Elena heard the song choice, she loved this song. And she knew that Damon was quite the dancer, she learned that last year when he filled in for Stefan at the Miss Mystic Falls pageant . As she looked up into his piercing blue eyes, she decided that there was no harm in just dancing with him. She took a large swig of her bourbon before grabbing his hand as he pulled her into an embrace as they began to dance.
She couldn't help but smile because as much as she liked dancing with Stefan, Damon was the better dancer. She also couldn't help the thought that creeped into her mind as he held her closer, "I wonder what else Damon is better at." She was completely embarrased that the thought had even crossed her mind and she shook it away.
She then looked back into his eyes, which were watching her intently.
He smiled as he asked her, "What are you thinking about?"
Elena blushed as she answered, "Umm, well. As annoying and arrogant as you sometimes are, and I hate to admit it. But, you are a very good dancer."
Damon's smile widened as he teased her, "Wow, a compliment from Elena Gilbert. I'm truly honored."
Elena smiled, "You should be. They are hard to come by. I don't give them out to just anyone."
As she said the last part, she was certain that Damon might pick up on her choice of words and she was nervous because she didn't exactly mean to say that part aloud. And of course, he did because he whispered in her ear as they got closer while dancing, "So, I'm not just anyone. I see."
He spins her around, watching her movements, "God, she's gorgeous." He thinks to himself.
He decides to take a chance, because once the song hits the chorus again, he moves closer and kisses her. He knows it's a risk, but he has to know.
When his lips touch hers, she's taken aback at first. She knew Damon would probably make a move on her, but she wasn't expecting this. And as much as she wants to pull away, she can feel every nerve in her body on fire from his touch. She leans in and kisses him back. It's passionate, electric.
She manages to pull away after a few heated moments, trying to remind herself that she shouldn't be doing this. She's with Stefan. But as she looks into his eyes, everything else melts away. All she can see is Damon. She's wanted this for so long, and she's denied herself the truth. But not tonight. Not anymore.
She grabs his shirt and pulls his lips to hers as they kiss again. This kiss is more rushed, hungry. As he moves his lips to her jaw and places kisses down her neck, he whispers into her ear, "Are you sure?" As much as he doesn't want to cause doubt in her mind, he wants this to be real. He loves her, so much. And he doesn't want her to regret this later.
She feels his soft lips against her hot skin, her body alive with passion from his touch. She runs her hands through his hair, pulling him closer to her, "I'm sure, Damon. I've never been more sure of anything."
He's surprised by her response, especially because of Stefan, but in this moment, he doesn't care. All he wants is her. That's all he's ever wanted. Since the moment he first laid eyes on her. He had fallen in love with Elena Gilbert.
He pulls away and smiles back at her. Not a smirk, but a genuine smile. He leans down and kisses her again, lifting her body closer to him as they head upstairs to his room. They both hurriedly pull off each other's clothing, as they continue to kiss passionately. Both knowing where the night is going to lead...
R & R are always appreciated. I came up with this idea and decided to run with it. I thought it would be an interesting story, so let me know what you think. For the record, I wasn't super thrilled of having Elena cheat on Stefan, but I thought it was better for the plot of this story if she did. And, I really love Delena, so I figured this could be a different kind of scenario that brings them together. Hope you all enjoy. :)