A/N: Just a short Vampire Diaries One-Shot. I hope you enjoy it. I own nothing.
There was something different about her. He didn't feel so alone when he was with her. Somehow, he was becoming better. Better at life, better at love, better at becoming a better man. She was changing him…
Every single time she even seemed to glance at him, he felt stronger. He felt better. She was beautiful, inside and out. And there was a part of Damon, that wouldn't let go. Once he had a hold, he couldn't release her. She was his H U M A N I T Y.
He could feel around her. He felt happy.
And there was something that made it magical. With Stefan, it was there, but with Damon, it was so imperfect, that it made it more perfect. There was something in every gaze, unknown to everyone else, and only they could see it.
And there is a moment, that the stars align and everything is clear, and they realize how they are so perfect for one another. And Damon is on cloud nine, and all he can see is her, her face, her hair, her eyes, her everything.
But then that moment fades, and Stefan squeezes past Damon and sweeps Elena off her feet. And Elena forgets about Damon and their special moment. All she sees is Stefan. His face, his hair, his eyes, his everything. And Damon is fading… very slowly…
…But for some reason, he doesn't fade completely. It's impossible. He always seems to find his way back into her heart, and that's ok.
And that smirk, than stupid smirk that always seems to find its way onto his face, turns into a smile. Because instead of being evil, he is good, he's better.
And in the time of destruction, when the world is falling at their feet, Damon won't give up. He won't let her go. He won't let her die. Because she makes his life so freakin' better.
Love isn't supposed to be perfect. It's not supposed to be predictable. It's supposed to have bumps in the road. Stefan may love Elena, but when it comes down to it, Damon loves Elena best.