A/N: Hey! This is my first Vampire Diaries fanfic, so I'm kind of nervous about it. I really hope you like it. Should I write more, or leave it a oneshot? Don't forget to review!
I'm so confused.
What should I do?
I can't think of anything except you.
-Anonymous
Bonnie sat at the Mystic Grill alone. The seat across from her was empty. She wished that Caroline were sitting there, so that her pointless blabbering could distract Bonnie from her thoughts. But Caroline was still in the hospital. She was going to recover, but it would be a while after everything her body had gone through in the accident.
Bonnie then wished for a moment that Elena were there. But then if Elena were there, she would have to tell her everything she was thinking. Elena would notice that something was on her mind, and she would press Bonnie until she told. And Bonnie wanted to keep these certain thoughts to herself. Because they were crazy. They were wrong. They were twisted. She was thinking about-
"Hey, little witch," she heard a familiar voice say. She looked up slowly, and her eyes met those of Damon Salvatore himself. He gave her that flirty little look of his. "Is this seat taken?"
"No, it's free. And this one will be too if you sit down," she replied.
He smirked. "You are a feisty little witch, aren't you?" He sat down.
"And you're a vindictive, selfish vampire. Now that we've established that, goodbye." She stood up and reached for her jacket. He grabbed her wrist.
"Bonnie, please sit back down. I wanted to talk to you."
"Yeah, well I have nothing to say to you." She tried to free her wrist from his grip, but his grip was too strong. "Damon, let go of me."
"Why won't you just talk to me?" he asked.
She rolled her eyes. "I'm just playing hard to get," she replied sarcastically.
That famous Damon smirk was back on his face. "Well lucky for you, I play hard to get rid of."
"Oh, Damon… you think you're so cute, don't you?"
"So you think I'm cute?" he wiggled his eyebrows at her.
"Not funny." She glared at him. But he wasn't done yet.
"Bonnie, if I could rearrange the letters of the alphabet, I'd put U and I together."
"Really, well I'd put F and U together."
"Ouch. Cold. I'm hurt." He kept his grip on her wrist.
"Lame pickup lines don't work." She sighed and sat back down. "What do you want, Damon?"
"I just wanted to let you know that, I forgive you for what you did."
She didn't feel like playing dumb. She knew exactly what he meant. "I didn't deactivate the invention. Because I want to protect the town, not to mention Elena. She's my best friend, I've known her for a long time. I would do anything to protect her from danger. All vampires are dangerous to her, especially because she looks like Katharine."
"I understand that," he replied.
"And I don't want your forgiveness. I never asked for it."
"I know. But I still want you to know, that I forgive you. Should it ever come back to bother you for trying to get me killed."
"It wouldn't. Ever." But she knew that she was lying, both to him and to herself.
He cleared his throat and continued. "I wanted to thank you, as well."
She was confused. "Thank me? For what?"
"For clearing the fire so that Stefan could save me. And for not letting it get him when he was down there trying to help me."
"I didn't do it for you or Stefan. I did it for Elena."
"Even so, I just wanted you to know that I'm grateful." He looked at her for a moment, then stood up and turned to walk away.
She watched his back for a second, then sighed. "Damon?"
He turned back to look at her. "What?"
Once again, she was confused. "Why are you being like this?"
It was his turn to look confused. "Being like… what, exactly?"
"Just… I can't explain it. You've been… nice. Nice to me. Even after everything I've done to you. Why?"
He smiled. Not his usual smirk, but an actual smile that nearly made her heart melt. "I'm invisible."
"…what?"
"Can you see me?"
"Yes…"
"How about tomorrow night?"
She tried to resist the urge, but the laughter still escaped her mouth.
"See, some pickup lines work. Well, see you tomorrow." He winked, then turned and walked back out the door.
She wasn't sure what had just happened. But what she was sure of was that, just as she had been thinking earlier, she was falling in love with Damon Salvatore.
