Summary: Damon has his eye on Anna. She's different, sassy, beautiful and of course a vampire. But she's also with Jeremy Gilbert. Will Anna realize her feelings for Damon or completely reject him? DANNA.

A/N: Anna is one of my favorite vampires in TVD and I'm so happy she came back on the last episode of Season 2! But this story is actually going back in time to Season 1 where Anna is alive and living with her mother Pearl and Jeremy is her boyfriend. Better than you think! Will NOT be a one-shot cause I friggin hate those! It just leaves readers hangin!

Chapter 1: Dead in Love

~At Gilbert House~

She stares deeply into her lover's dark cocoa orbs. They are warm and inviting, framed by long lashes that are wasted on a boy. Her own tranced pupils then slowly lower to his lips. His soft red lips that curve into a slight smile. Everything about Jeremy is so warm, so gentle. He could never do anything to hurt her.

She leans in and gently presses her lips to his. It's a soft, innocent kiss. Jeremy quickly kissed her back and caressed her back. So this is what love felt like.

"Anna," he breathed. Their kissing grew more desperate now. More wanting. She clung to his shirt while pushing him back on the bed forcefully. Anna knew she shouldn't get too carried away with him being a human and all-but her love for him was uncontrollable. Jeremy took fistfuls of her dark wavy hair bringing her closer, when she suddenly pulled away. He looked at her with confusion and Anna couldn't help but giggle.

"Your Aunt's home," she explained. He cocked his head.

"You can hear that?"

"Vampire senses definitely come in handy." Jeremy groaned loudly and sat up.

"I guess I'll see you at the Lockwood Party," Anna finished awkwardly. She hated ending their moments like this. He looked away from her and she frowned.

"What's wrong?" she demanded.

"My Uncle Jon, he's uh, gonna be there." It was Anna's turn to groan. She flipped her locks of dark chocolate hair irritated.

"Seriously Jere? Of all people he has to come?"

"I feel the same way, but he's pretty close with the council and got a special invitation." he tried to say. Anna sighed and rolled off his bed to retrieve her jacket.

"Look, I gotta go, my Mom's probably worried about me." Jeremy nodded. She gave him a quick peck on the lips and turned to leave.

"Wait, Anna," he said.

"Yes?"

"I...love you." He watched her intently. She buttoned up her jacket and smiled shyly.

"Love you too. See you later." with that she left feeling especially happy. Her boyfriend had said those three words together in a complete sentence. With vampire speed, she rushed out the Gilbert house before she could get caught. She was giddy with excitement, weak to her knees. Never in her centuries of living and non-living, had she ever felt this way. As a vampire, you usually shut off those emotions you had. But she guessed she couldn't do that anymore. She was positively dead in love.

-Later at the Mystic Grill-

Damon's POV

The cool sweet and bitter taste of his scotch drink touched his tongue like velvet. Damon needed a nice drink after long pain filled day of watching his baby brother and his precious girlfriend cuddle like teddy bears all day. Nothing he said or did would make Elena like him. She despised him in so many ways. Damon was at his usual spot at the bar, sipping his drink. Since he couldn't flirt with Elena, stalking Anna and her actually scary mother, Pearl, would do for now. He decided to eavesdrop of the conversation they were having at a near by table.

"But Mama, just because he's a Gilbert doesn't mean he's like the others!" Anna was arguing.

"I'm only looking out for my daughter. You can't trust the people in this town Anna," Pearl said back.

"You mean our town. How are we supposed to live here if you don't learn to give people a chance?"

"I gave the Gilbert's a chance 147 years ago, and they still continue what they do best; hunting vampires."

"Jeremy knows I'm a vampire yet he still wants to be with me!" Ah so that's what they were arguing about. Anna's boyfriend. Damon smirked his signature smirk. That's when she turned her head to glare at Damon. Uh-oh. She must have heard him laugh. Even from the far side of the grill she heard him. Pearl suddenly turned around and saw Damon. She shot him a venomous stare then turned back around. They whispered something that even he couldn't hear. Pearl got up to go to the ladies room, while Anna stormed over to the bar and plopped herself next to him. He waited for her to make a rude comment but she ignored him.

"I'll have a black ice please," she said to the bartender. Since when did Anna drink? He glanced at her and she rolled her eyes noticeably.

"Do you have a staring problem?" she snapped. Damon snickered.

"What's wrong with you? Oh lemme guess; mommy won't let you date human boy?" he teased while fake pouting. Anna grimaced.

"I swear you're such an ignorant and obnoxious being! If your just here to mock me then be gone."

"Ouch. That hurt." he smirked. She sighed deeply.

"Why were you listening to my conversation?"

"I dunno. Bored." he said simply. The bartender handed her drink and she gulped it quickly.

"Refill please," she barked.

"I don't get why you would go for a Gilbert. You could do much better," Damon commented

"I don't get why you're going for a Gilbert either Damon," she pointed out. Damon groaned.

"Touché. I only like bothering Elena because my baby brothers with her."

"Whatever." He gazed at her. He never noticed this before, but she was actually kind of pretty. Maybe that was an understatement but she looked exotic with her long locks of dark hair, and ivory skin.

"Once again, what are you looking at?" she demanded sharply. There was a glint in Damon's icy blue eyes.

"Nothing. Absolutely nothing."

Anna's POV

Damon Salvatore might just be the most infuriating man she has ever met. With that stupid grin on his face and his obnoxious remarks. How can he tell her not to date a Gilbert! He didn't know her at all! Anna got up to leave when he grabbed her arm. She almost yanked her arm away.

"Get...off…of…me," she said murderously. He frowned.

"Where are you going?"

"None of your business." He tightened the grip on her arm.

"Oh come on. Stay here for a while," he pleaded. That was odd. Damon never begged for anything.

"I'm not in the mood to listen to more of your B.S. Damon. I suggest you let go of my arm before I end up ripping your's off," she said through gritted teeth.

"You wouldn't," he challenged.

"I would. I'm older than you and that means stronger. Now let go." Instead Damon yanked her wrists roughly and pulled her onto his lap. He was pretty brave considering actually she was centuries older than him. Anna gasped sharply. Damon chuckled and pulled her closer. To anyone else's eye it might look like Anna enjoyed it.

"I'm going to count to three-"

"Would you really try to hurt me here? In public? Where everyone can see?" he whispered gripping her thigh causing her to shiver. Anna stared at him. Of course he was beautiful, but Anna had a boyfriend. Jeremy was important to her and she couldn't hurt him. But she couldn't hide how much his touch was affecting her. When she didn't answer he let her go and she climbed off his lap.

"Don't do that again," she warned.

"I'll do whatever I want," he shot back just as dangerously. Anna could feel her sharp canines ripping through her gums. She was pissed now. It didn't help how...how gorgeous he was. As if reading her mind, he said, "Baby I know I'm hot." Her mouth was aching now.

"I'm not your baby," she told him firmly. Her voice sounded different. Then he realized it was because her fangs were in the way. She was a vicious girl. He kind of liked that. It made her look wildly beautiful.

"Of course your not, Anna dear," he teased. Anna muttered something under her breath and Damon smiled.

"I may be a jerk, but I'm a hot one, just look at me," he said.

"Whatever. I need to go. Get as far away from you as I can." and with that Anna turned around and left.

"Call me!" Damon called knowing she heard him. He saw her shake her head and heard her say, "You wish." She was a feisty one for sure. The problem was that Damon admired feisty. He finished his drink, straightened his leather jacket and headed home. He was thirsty, and not for any alcohol.

~At the Salvatore House~

"Where have you been?" said a very angry Stefan Salvatore. Damon rolled his eyes and threw himself on the couch.

"Out," he answered. Stefan stared at him.

"Obviously. Exactly where were you?" He demanded.

"Look 'mom' if you must know I was at the grill. Now do something useful and get me a glass of blood will you?" The younger Salvatore grimaced.

"Get your own drink. Next time you decide to go leave, tell someone." Damon laughed.

"Fine, I'll just get my own drink then." he got up and poured himself some crimson liquid. He could feel Stefan's eyes burn a whole through his back.

"Alright! I won't do it again. Sheesh." He sighed.

"Why do I smell Anna all over you?"

"Oh that. She was pretty upset so I cheered her up. She and her mom are staying at this hotel. Let's just say she might wanna clean her sheets after what we did." Stefan's jaw dropped.

"You slept with her?" he cried. Damon couldn't help but burst out laughing at his brothers expression.

"I'm kidding! You honestly think I would wanna get busy with her?" Truth be told, he did kind of want to. But he wasn't gonna tell Stefan that. Stefan rubbed his temples.

"It's late. I'm going to bed." Stefan left Damon standing there. Anna sure was something. And she really could do better than a Gilbert. He decided something. He was going to have her. It didn't matter whether she was taken or not. Sooner or later she would be begging for him. It would take patience. But he would have her.

A\N: I know that was a pretty quick chapter but I was in a rush to get the first chapter done! Tell me what you think of this! Anna really hates Damon but is tolerating him. Hopefully the next chapter will be longer!