This is,in my opinion what should have happened after the "Rose"episode!\
P.S.: None of the characters are mine! I'm just borrowing them from L.J. Smith and the writers of the show! I hope you like it! If possible, please comment!
Elena woke up feeling different. Her necklace, the one she swore she had lost, was back around her neck and she knew she had had a dream, a lovely one, but couldn't remember how it went.
She decided to head on to Stefan's house. They were still broken up but she wanted to know for sure what went on yesterday with Rose, Trevor and Elijah. She also wanted to know if he and Damon knew more about the doppelganger.
She knocked on the door. No one answered, so she went in.
-Stefan?- she called. Again no answer. -Damon?-
She kept on going and found no one, until she reached the living room. There she found a grim looking Damon with a glass of whiskey and an empty bottle by his side.
-Is Stefan here?-
-School.-
At that time he didn't even bother to look up. Elena, who pretended not care about him at times, walked until she was in front of him, concern clearly showing in her voice as she asked what was wrong. That seemed to get his attention and he looked up. Her brown eyes met his and everything became clear. She knew at that instant that the lovely felling she had when she woke up didn't came from a dream. It came from Damon's words last night, when he told her he loved her and that he didn't deserve her. He had compelled her, but for some reason it didn't work.
She remembered everything. How he commented on her pj's, how he approached her and confessed his love, telling her that he needed her to hear it at least once and that it was very selfish of him to tell her about his feelings, how he told her that Stefan was the one for her. She also remembered how he kissed her forehead and the teardrop that fell from his eyes as he compelled her. Those memories warmed her up inside.
-You went to my house last night!-
-No I didn't.- His denial was quick, but if she wasn't certain of it she would have believed his cynical face, the face of a perfect liar.
-Don't lie to me Damon! I remember it! You tried to compel me but it didn't work. How else would you explain my necklace?-
Her tone was accusatory and Elena saw something flash through those beautiful eyes it was passion.
He quickly got up and wrapped his arms around her in and iron grip. Then he bent his head to reach her lips. The kiss was angry, full of repressed feelings. Elena fought it at first, but as his tongue forced it's way in and explored her mouth she gave in, not only to the kiss but to the realization that she had feelings for him as well. So she wrapped her arms around him, and that was enough motivation for him to pick her up and start heading upstairs in his super fast vampire way.
That should have bothered Elena, but she was surprised to see that she was actually glad.
He took her to his bedroom and gently placed her on his bed. He sat beside her, a weird behavior for him, a famous ladies man.
-Yes Elena Gilbert I love you. I love you so much that words in English, Italian or any other language would not be enough to …-
She interrupted him with a kiss. This one was sweet and showed the depth of his love.
Went their lips parted she felt like she could see his soul looking through his eyes. His words were true, and that touched Elena deep down. Her response to that was to brush her long dark hair aside and offer him her neck. He looked at her, uncertain of what to do, another strange gesture from him, and eager hunter. This just showed her once more how much he cared. To reassure him she placed her hand behind his head and guided it to her neck.
She felt his fangs piercing her skin. There was pain at first but then there was an unbelievable explosion of pleasure.
Her soft moan made him lay her back and lay on top of her.
He fed from her for a while and then licked the wounds to stop the bleeding. His fangs retracted and he looked at her, desire written all over his face. Once again he looked uncertain and she felt the need to reassure him by bringing his face towards hers.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss. She began to take off his shirt and explore his strong chest with her trembling hands as he took off her blouse. She spun around to be on top and plant on him one more kiss.
He was trying to unhook her bra when he heard the door opening and froze. Elena gave him a puzzled look when she herself heard what was wrong . A familiar voice calling from downstairs:
-Elena?-
