10/31/2011

So, this is my first fanfiction in years, I just had the urge to write something and since I love the vampire dairies so much, I just figured why not. I was kinda inspired by the song "I never told you" by Colbie Caillat. All of the people in this story are human, so sorry if that bothers you. But I hope you enjoy! It's a complete Delana.

and I own nothing that has to do with the Vampire Dairies besides my own ideas.

Elena opened up the door the boarding house, it was 9 o'clock at night; Jeremy was away on his honeymoon. Caroline, Tyler, and Matt went to the grill to catch up. Stefan was staying late at his uncles firm and Elena, well she was here to see Damon, Her fiancés brother.

She didn't want to have to admit she was making a mistake with Stefan; they had been together since high school. But she was still standing in Damons doorway.

"Are you going to stand there gawking at my room all day, Elena?" Damon smirked bringing her back to reality. There was a pair of woman's underwear on his floor.

Damon then followed her stare "She didn't mean anything to me, you know?" Elena bit her lip and the envy slowly started to fade from her eyes. She looked up at him. "I thought we could do a movie night, like usual, but if your busy…" her thoughts faded off into the distance.

"Where's Stefan?" He asked her, but she shrugged. "He's working late. He called and said he might just sleep there, you know how he is. Work. Work. Work." The thought of Elena and Stefan made Damon ache; he ached everywhere for Elena to be his and not his brothers.

"Is the girl still here?" She questioned him, she heard the shower running in the bathroom and her stomach sank. But the sight of his toned body made her blush. Damon took note of that, and smiled. "I can make her leave, Elena. I would much rather be in your company tonight."

"You shouldn't do that. I didn't mean to interrupt anything." She sighed as she turned to leave, she loves him so much but she can't do anything about it.

"Elena!" He got up off of his bed, and grabbed her hand gently. Their eyes snapped to each other's, He couldn't shake the fact she looked betrayed. She felt betrayed! What gives her that right! He thought to himself; he wanted to yell at her, to tell her she had his brother! To tell her he wanted her! To tell her he was the better choice. But none of that came out.

"She really didn't mean anything to me, I just needed to blow some steam and get my mind off of things."…. Off of you…he finished his sentence silently.

She nodded her head as she bathroom door opened and a vivacious blonde stepped out; Elena took in the girls seemingly dry hair that was full of bouncing curls, her tight red dress that looked taped to her body, and her perfectly reapplied make up.

Then she thought of herself, sloppy ponytail, pink sweats and a black v-neck, no make up standing in Damons doorway with movies in tow. Suddenly she felt pathetic. She felt inadequate.

Damons velvety voice snapped her out of her thoughts. "Hey Barbie, thanks for the good time." He flashed the girl his signature Damon smirk, "but my friend here, she is in desperate need of my services and needs my full" he said drawling it out, "undivided attention."

The girl shot Elena a nasty look, which made Elena giggle, and turned her attention back to the beautiful man standing in front of her. "Call me when you need a real women in your life" She seductively placed a single peck on his lips and bumped Elena as she strutted out of the room.

Damon walked closer to Elena, as she took in his scent, it was masculine but sweet. He smelled of bourbon, he was obviously drinking before he brought home the bimbo, she thought to herself.

"You are more woman that girl could ever dream of being." He whispered in her ear and chills ran down her spin. His hand roughly placed on her hip, she wanted it to stay there but instead he pulled away as if to compose himself, to remind himself.

"So what movies did you bring?" he said running his hand through his raven black hair, before turning his unsettling look into a small smile. Elena gulped and looked back up at him; almost afraid of what would happen her eyes met his pools of blue.

"I brought Captain America, I figured you might want some action after watching the…" she paused before beaming a huge smile his direction as his finished her sentence. "

The notebook?" He laughed, plopping the movie into the dad player and settling down into a spot on his perfectly made bed. Elena shot him a look that said ""

"Oh come on! We didn't even do it on the bed." He smirked as he watched her face. "We did it where you are standing."

Elena suddenly jumped on the bed and smacked him with a pillow before muttering, "pig" and leaning back into his embrace; She was comfortably sitting back propped against the headboard with his arm around her shoulder.

By the end of the notebook, she was sobbing into his shoulders, arms wrapped around his waist. "Elena, we have seen this movie about 30 times, each time you end up crying like a baby even though you KNOW how it ends." He said emphasizing his words.

"I just…I want an epic love like that; an almost forbidden romance that never ends. Somebody to love me for me, somebody who would give up anything for me, somebody who would wait for me, somebody to make my dreams come true, somebody to breathe my last breath with." Damon sighed knowing he could give her all of those things and more. But instead she had entrusted Stefan with those duties.

"You have Stefan…" His voice was frail and weaker than Elena had ever heard it.

"I know…" She looked at him with wet doe eyes that broke his heart, "but what if Stefan isn't enough, what if he isn't it…" she saw confusion flash in his eyes, she also saw hope. "The one…"

Damon exhaled deeply; She looked so troubled, confused…so beautiful. "What do you mean?" he asked as he lifted her chin, she looked broken in that moment.

She shook her head and composed herself, she knew who the one was, he did too. "Why do you even need to hear me say it, Damon?" She whispered.

"Because I don't know what you want from me!" he almost yelled then he whispered observing how taken aback she looked, he never wanted to scare her. "You are engaged to my brother, You can't seem to find it in your heart to hurt him, to tell him how you feel, hell, you haven't even told me how you feel, but I know because I know you. The hidden glances, the longing stares… You came in here tonight and you saw that I was with another women, a women who wasn't you, and you were jealous..."

Elena bit back her tears. "But I have to see you with my brother every day, I have to see you hug him, kiss him. I have to see him tell you he loves you. I might even have to watch you get married if you can't make up your mind about whatever we are."… Elena knew it was true.

"Who is the one Elena?" he said desperately, they were still sitting in each other's arms.

"It's not that simple…" she cried. "I have to think about his feelings, Damon. I've been his since I was 17…"

He nodded because he understood. He was his brother after all.

"I shouldn't have said anything." He put his arm back around Elena, and turned back toward the screen. And flipped on Captain America as they sat in a comfortable/tense silence for half an hour until Elena said something in an almost inaudible whisper.

"The love I want is forbidden, Damon." She met his intense icy gaze and her heart melted as she wrapped her hand in his.

He just kissed the top of her head and continued watching the movie. He knew. She knew. He didn't need to say anything.

As the credits rolled, Damon heard the door downstairs open and footsteps start ascending up the stairs. Part of him hoped, that Stefan wouldn't bother to look into his room and see his beautiful fiancé lying in the arms of his brother, so he could just sit with her in his arms all night.

But Stefan knew the drill. He knew Damon and Elena were just the best of friends, friends who bonded over a mutual understanding.

What he didn't know is that it was so much more.