A/N: Hello everyone! This is going to be my first post on here so I'm a little nervous about this. Please try it out and let me know what you think! I'll post Chapter 2 next week.

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The gas station is even more crowded than usual today. Everyone is out and about and in town for the big fundraiser. I have an obligation to be there where as everyone else comes to show off how much cash they have by donating as much as they can and then bragging about it in everyone else's faces.

I park my red Mustang next to a gas pump and get out of the car. My black heels hit the ground with a click as I exit the car and make my way to the store, everyone looking at me as I pass. Almost everyone knows me, so I'm used to it. I'm not famous or anything, just a part of a little garage band that is asked to play at almost every event in this city.

I toss my brown hair over my shoulder as I make my way up to the counter to hand the cashier a fifty dollar bill. I tell him the number of the gas pump I'm parked at and make my way out back to my car. I put the pump in the gas gauge, lean against my car and pull the handle.

The time on my phone tells me I'm already late. I'm supposed to be there at six for sound check and yada yada but it's already going on six ten. The boys are going to flip.

When my car is finally full of fifty dollars worth of gas, I put the pump back and climb back in my car. I take off going ten miles over the speed limit, hoping to not be later than I already am. I'm surprised none of them have been calling me. They should have already called me a million times and left me a thousand messages by now.

I pull up to the parking lot and park in a spot relatively close to the entrance. I grab my Coach purse, put on my sunglasses and get out of the car. As I'm walking away I throw my hand over my shoulder with my keys in it, pressing the button to lock my car. It makes a beep, indicating that it's locked.

The park has already begun to fill up with people. I spot Tyler looking around the park, probably for me. When he spots me, his eyes widen and he walks off the stage. A minute later, I see all three of them walking over towards me. I smile sarcastically while they all look furious. "Hello, boys," I say as I keep walking past them. They turn on their heels and walk behind me, keeping pace.

"Elena, where were you?" Jeremy asks, his hair going all over the place from probably running his hand through it so many times.

"I had to get gas on my way," I tell them.

"You're thirty minutes late! Gas doesn't take thirty minutes to get."

"There was traffic and I got a late start on getting ready. Just relax. The fundraiser doesn't start until seven."

I hear Matt sigh next to me. "We wanted to get a sound check before everyone started to get here."

I look over my shoulder at him. "Why do you need me for that? I just sing."

I can tell I was getting on their nerves. We make our way to the back of the stage where all of their stuff is. I set my purse down next to Tyler's guitar case and walk over to the steps leading to the stage. Matt's drums are already set up and I walk to the microphone. I turn it on, tap on the top a few times and listen for the sound it makes. When I hear the noise, I turn it off, roll my eyes and walk back off stage. The sound check for me really isn't that hard.

The next thirty minutes pass with us deciding what songs to sing. We play rock and alternative and whatever the crowd wants to hear. Once we decide on a set list it's already seven. The fundraiser has begun and more and more people start showing up. We decide to start playing as more people started to walk in. I take off my leather jacket and I'm left in my cheetah print t-shirt and black leggings. I decide against my heels and replace them with black flats.

We all make our way up the stairs to the stage and see everyone coming over to stand in front of the stage. Some are at concession stands buying food and then making their way to us. We all get into our positions. Matt gets behind his drums, Jeremy grabs his bass and Tyler grabs his guitar. I walk up to the microphone, and turn it on. "Hello New York!" I say as I put my hands up in the air. "Are you ready to rock?!"

Everyone in the crowd cheers for us and doesn't stop as we begin to play our first song. The first few bars of House of Rising Sun that we based off the version played by Muse, comes from Ben's guitar as the crowd cheers and I start to sing.

As the night goes on, more people come to listen, and more people get drunker and drunker. The bar must be making lots of money tonight. The feeling I get in my stomach during these gigs is unbelievable. I feel great and I light up inside. These people are here to see us perform, and cheer us on because they love us. What's a better feeling than that?

At the end of Even Flow, we stop and ask the crowd for requests. I scan around the crowd as everyone starts yelling their requests out, hoping we'd hear them. As I'm scanning I see Caroline, my best friend and her boyfriend Klaus waving at us. I wave back and say hello to her. As I keep scanning, my eyes catch on Alaric, one of my best friends. He looks like he's going on his fourth beer. I roll my eyes to myself. There is not one time when he isn't drunk. I look next to him and see clear blue eyes looking up at me.

I gasp softly. The man looking at me has tousled black hair, making his blue eyes stand out even more. He's wearing a black button up shirt and jeans and boots. He's gorgeous, probably the prettiest man I've ever seen. He smirks when he sees me looking at him. I shake my head and look away, pushing away all thoughts of him.

I listen closely again to the crowd and hear Sweet Child of Mine from someone. I walk back and tell everyone what song we're doing and walk back up to the front.

I find myself looking back to those blue eyes every few minutes. Whenever I look over at him, he's still intensely looking at me. I'm not sure what brings me to look at him every second. I try my best to not pay much attention to him.

I don't look back at him for the rest of the night after a few more songs. We play until midnight. Half of the crowd is already gone save for a few. We say goodnight and our thank yous before exiting the stage.

"Woo yeah!" I say as we get off the stage. We are all smiling and exhilarated. I jump around with my hands in the air as they got their stuff together. "What a show! How about we go out to a bar? Drinks are on me."

"That sounds like fun," Matt says.

"Yeah, I'm in," Jeremy says.

They get all their things together as we decide on where we were going. Caroline joins us ten minutes after the show. She runs up to me and gives me a hug. "You were amazing!"

"Thanks girl," I say as we pulled away. "Hi, Klaus," I say to the man behind Caroline.

"Hey, Elena. Great show."

I just smile. "We're going out to a bar tonight, you guys are welcome to come if you want."

"Yes! That sounds great!" Caroline says.

I grab my purse and after taking off my flats, put back on my heels. I don't bother putting back on my jacket. The night has a nice summer breeze.

Matt puts his drums in his van, telling us he'd meet us there. "Hey Lena, can you give me a ride?" Jeremy asks.

"Of course," I say before Jeremy, Caroline, Klaus and I start to walk back to the front parking lot.

"I will," I hear him call back to us.

Caroline and Klaus are talking in front of us. Jeremy's bass case is hitting my leg with every step he takes. "Can you hold your bass in your other hand?" I ask him.

He looks down at me in confusion. "Why?"

"You keep hitting my leg with it."

He rolls his eyes and does what I asked. I chuckle at his reaction. "Don't get mad at me, you're the one with the big ass case."

He doesn't say anything, he just shakes his head. "You did great tonight."

I scoff. "I thought I always did great?"

He shrugs. "I guess that's true. We're a good band."

I nod. "You got that right. The best one in New York City."

"Hell yeah!"

I giggle as I bump into someone. I trip and then I'm stopped in place by those blue eyes.

I would have fallen over if his arm didn't catch me. His arm is around my waist, holding me close to him. He looks just as affected by me as how I must be. He looks down into my brown eyes and then sets me up straight, keeping his arm around me.

"Sorry," I say to him.

He smirks. "It's alright. I should be saying sorry to you, I wasn't looking where I was going."

I shake my head. "Neither was I."

He just smiles and looks at me. He removes his arm, and holds out his hand. "I'm Damon."

I look down at his hand and back to his face. I take his hand slowly, unsure of why he's introducing himself. A quick apology would've been okay. "I'm Elena," I say taking his hand.

"I know," he says. "Great job up there."

"Thank you," I say. "You were with Alaric, right?"

He nods. "Yes, he's somewhere around here."

"I thought I saw you two together. He's probably off drinking at the bar." I look over and sure enough, I see Alaric flirting with some blonde with a beer in his hand. I roll my eyes and turn my attention back on Damon. "Well, anyways. Tell Alaric I said hi and sorry for bumping into you."

He nods. "Okay, I will. Nice meeting you, Elena."

The way my name fell off his tongue gives me butterflies in my stomach. I give him a quick smile and turn away from him. Jeremy follows quickly behind. "That was weird," he mutters.

I look over at him. "What do you mean?"

"The guy couldn't take his eyes off you."

I roll my eyes. "He did."

Jeremy shakes his head, smiling. "Nope, I don't think so. I think you have a new admirer."

I punch his arm. "Shut up."

We arrive at my car after telling Caroline we'd see her at the bar. Jeremy puts his bass in the trunk and climbs into the passenger seat. I get into the driver's seat and plug my phone into the stereo. I select a quick Nirvana song and drive away towards the bar.

When we arrive, I see Matt in the corner growing impatient at the fact that we weren't there with him. "Finally!" he says. "I was waiting forever for you guys. Is it just gonna be us three?"

I shake my head. "Caroline and Klaus are coming."

"Okay well, I'll go get the first round!"

My eyes flutter open at an annoying song going off. When my eyes open fully, I realize it was the alarm on my phone. I moan and slide my finger across the bottom to shut it off. "Too early," I mutter.

It's ten in the morning. I slowly sit up in my bed, trying to recall last night's events. I don't put that much effort into it, knowing that it would come to me sooner or later.

I get out of my bed and walk over to the window of my apartment, out looking the city. When I get a full dose of the sunlight, I'm more aware of the pounding headache I'm sporting. I quickly walk away and go in search of aspirin.

After a long hot shower, I get out and get ready. I blow dry my hair and then curl it with a curling rod. I apply my makeup, making my brown eyes lighter. I put on a black v-neck t-shirt and jeans - my work attire. I slide on my crappy Vans that are so dirty from the floors at work, grab my purse and leave the apartment.

On my way to work, I can't stop thinking about those blue eyes. How clear they were. How it seemed they were looking straight through me. How when he said my name it gave me butterflies, a feeling I haven't felt in a while. When the hell am I going to be able to see him again?

Four hours into my shift, I'm already tired and not feeling good at all. All I want is to lie down and sleep for the rest of my life. This happens to me every time. I swear to myself I won't go drinking again after a night of drinking and then a few days later, I go drinking again.

"Elena," someone calls my name. I turn around and see my co-worker Jen coming up to me. "That man over there asked to sit in your section," she says and points over to a slouched back I knew well.

I smile at Jen. "Thanks, Jen."

I walk over to Ric and sit down in the seat across from him. He doesn't acknowledge my presence. He just looks down at his coffee. "Rough night?" I ask him.

He looks up to me. "You got it."

"Me too. What'd you do?"

He shrugs. "Damon and I went out to a bar with Stefan and a few other people. You?" Stefan was another good friend of mine.

"I went with Jeremy, Matt, Tyler, Caroline and Klaus. I don't really remember much."

"Well, that makes two of us."

I look down at his appearance. He looks back down to his coffee "What are you doing here anyway? You don't look good at all."

He takes a deep breath before sighing. "Someone wouldn't get off my back about you last night. Figured I bring him here to meet you so he'd quit bothering me."

I narrow my eyebrows. "Who?"

"Think you'll find out soon enough. Now can you just leave me be? My head kills."

I chuckle. "I'll find you some aspirin and I'll keep the coffee coming."

"Thank you," he mutters.

I get up from the chair and go behind the counter to look for the aspirin. Of course, it's buried behind all the extra menus and notepads. I manage to get it out just as I bump my head on the edge of the counter.

"Son of a bitch," I mutter and rub my head. When I look up, those blue eyes are looking down on me, smiling. My heart flutters and my stomach flips under his penetrative gaze. "You alright?"

Well, hell. I just made a complete fool of myself. I stand up quickly, grab the aspirin and nod to him. "Yes, thanks. Bring these over to Ric. He's over there," I say and point to where Ric is. He looks off in the direction I'm pointing and nods. "Thanks, Elena."

My stomach flips again at hearing my voice on his tongue and I smile at him. He winks and then goes over to Ric's table and sits down across from him. They start talking as I pretend to do something on the computer, glancing over at them every few minutes. Suddenly, Damon's eyes look over at me just as I was pulling my gaze away from them.

Damon must have been the one that was asking about me to Ric last night. What did he even have to ask about? Almost everyone around here knew everything about me. He must be new to town or something. I'm not even that interesting for someone to be asking about.

I throw myself back into work, working a little bit faster than usual out of nervousness. I try to avoid Ric's table as much as possible. I keep checking when Ric runs out of coffee. When he does, I take the coffee pot, take a deep breath and walk over to their table.

I reach for his mug and pour the coffee into it. "Anything I can get for you, Damon?"

He shakes his head. "Not right now, thanks."

"Okay, just flag me down when boozy over here runs out of coffee."

He smiles and nods and I walk away. Once I put the coffee pot down, I reach into my pocket and grab a hair tie. I pull my hair into a loose pony tail and grab my notepad. When I turn around, I see Damon looking right at me. I try not to smile and look away quickly before walking in the opposite direction.

When I finally get my break, I go over to Ric and Damon's table. They quickly shut up when I arrive. I narrow my eyebrows. "What're you guys talking about?"

They both look at each other. "Nothing," Ric says lazily.

"What're you doing here?" Damon asks me.

"I'm on my break," I tell them and take a sip from my Dr. Pepper. "Why are you guys still here? I thought you would've been long gone by now."

"I don't feel like getting up," Ric says. "And the coffee here is great."

I look to Damon who was already looking at me. "What about you?"

"The view here is great," he says and flashes a cocky smile. I scold myself for almost blushing when I knew what he actually means. He chuckles. "And I'm not about to leave my best friend here by himself."

Oh. "You guys are best friends?"

Ric nods. "He's Stefan's brother."

Stefan's brother?

Stefan has told me about a brother one time or another, but nothing really about him. He never mentioned his name. Why the hell didn't he tell me about his brother coming into town?

I look over to Damon, trying to see the resemblance. "He told me about you," I say.

He raises his eyebrows. "Huh, I'm surprised. I didn't think he was one to brag."

My eyes squint out of annoyance. "You're very cocky."

"And you're very nosy."

I raise my eyebrows. "How am I nosy? I'm not the one asking people about someone."

Fuck. Why the hell did I say that?

He just smiles. "Oh, you heard about that, did you? Well, Ric was more than willing to share that information to a newbie like me."

I look to Ric. "What did you tell him?"

He rolls his eyes. "Nothing bad. I promise."

"Bad? Please. He gave me all the dirt. Past boyfriends, address, social security number, bank account number…"

"He doesn't even know all that stuff about me so."

He smiles at me, his pupils dilating. I hope there will be a change of topic soon because talking about this is just weird.

"So, you're in a band," he starts.

I nod. "Yep, going on three years now."

"Huh. That's interesting. How did you meet the people in your band?"

I think for a minute and lean back in my chair. "I've known Jeremy and Matt since high school and Tyler is a friend of Matt's."

He nods his head. "So you guys just usually play rock music?"

I shrug. "Depends on the audience. Yes, we do most rock music, some alternative and modern stuff. I even sing pop by myself sometimes."

"Yeah, all the girly music that makes you want to chop your ears off," Ric says.

I squint my eyes at him. "You love it. Remember when I sang Ellie Goulding to you on your birthday?"

He widens his eyes. "You promised you'd never speak of it again!"

I threw my hand, shoving the idea away. "What's to be ashamed of? You like Ellie Goulding, what's the big deal?"

Damon laughs and I look over at him. "I don't like Ellie Goulding; you just started singing her to me!"

I roll my eyes. "Yeah, okay Ric, whatever you say."

"Watch out for her Damon or the next thing you know she'll go singing Lady Gaga to you."

I roll my eyes while Damon grins and nods his head. "I wouldn't mind that."

I raise my eyebrows. "You like Lady Gaga?"

He shakes his head. "No, but I wouldn't mind you singing to me."

I probably look like a deer caught in headlights. He's all laid back, and chuckling at Ric while I'm beginning to freak out. He can't say something like that!

I look down at my phone. Caroline has called me 15 times. How did I not feel my phone vibrating? "Damn it," I mutter and call her back.

"Where are you?" she asks me, not even greeting me.

"Oh hey, Caroline, it's so nice for you to call me a thousand times."

"Don't give me your sarcasm now. Where are you?"

"I'm at work, why?"

She sighs. "Because I'm in your apartment and you were nowhere to be found. I thought someone had kidnapped you."

I roll my eyes. "Why are you in my apartment? That spare key I gave you is only for emergencies, remember."

"Well, this is an emergency! We need to do something tonight and I have no ideas!"

"Well, Jeremy, Matt, and Tyler were going to come to my place tonight. Maybe after that we could do something."

"Okay, I'll call you back with the details, bye!"

I hang up the phone and get back into the conversation with Ric and Damon. They're talking about something that had happened the night before. After having enough of them talking about something that didn't concern me, I get up and get back to work.

An hour later, I see Ric and Damon getting ready to leave. "Leaving so soon?" I say as I pass them to bring a family to their table. I hand them their menus, telling them I'd be right back for their drink orders and walk back over to them.

Ric nods. "I have to go get a drink or I'm going to lose it."

I sigh and drop my shoulders. "You should really stop drinking."

He rolls his eyes. "I will eventually. Maybe somewhere between one and two tonight I'll pass out and stop drinking."

I hit his arm. "I mean it. Damon, will you watch out for him?"

Damon smiles and nods. "I will. It was good to see you again, Elena."

There it was again. Those butterflies that formed when he said my name. I smile back at him. "It was good to see you too. Maybe I'll see you around."

Damon nods again. "I'm sure you will."

After a generous tip from Damon, they leave. I go back over to the table I just sat down and take their drink orders. For the rest of the night, I can't stop thinking of those bright blue eyes and when I would see them again.

At seven, I clock out and head out to the parking lot. I hop in my car, plugging in my phone as Muse starts to play. I drive home, taking more time than usual. The boys won't be at my place for a while, at least 7:30. I go the speed limit, something I never do and get to my apartment building at 7:15. I climb into the elevator, pressing the sixth button and feel the elevator starting to rise.

The elevator stops on my floor and when it did, I turn to the right. I walk down the hall and made another right and a left before seeing Matt leaning on my door. "Hey," I say as I kept walking towards him.

"It's about time you got home," he says as I take out my keys and unlock the door.

I raise an eyebrow. "How long have you been here?" We both walk inside my apartment and I shut the door.

"For fifteen minutes!" Matt plops himself down on the couch. I stomp my foot and slap my leg in annoyance. "I told you I got out of work at seven!"

He shakes his head. "No you didn't, you said be here at seven."

I scoff and lean down to take off my shoes. "Well Jeremy and Tyler seemed to have heard me since they're not here yet."

"They're just late."

I shake my head and go back into my room to change. "So, what're we doing tonight?" Matt asks from the other room.

"Um, I'm not sure," I muse as I go to my closet to look for something to wear. I find jean shorts and a men's brown tank top band shirt. I let my hair out from my pony tail and re-curl it.

"Well, I think we should do something fun. Get your mind off Damon."

I stop in my tracks and poke my head out of my bedroom door to look at him. "What do you know about Damon?"

He smiles a wide smile. "Only that you wouldn't shut up about him last night."

I put my hand over my mouth in shock. "What? Are you kidding me? What did I say?"

"You don't remember?"

I shake my head. "No."

His smile widens. "Then it'll be me to only know and for no one to find out."

I throw a sock at him. "Tell me what I said!"

He starts laughing as I run to him and jump on him. He starts to fight me off until I put my legs astride him and hold his hands over his head. "Tell me!"

He tries to calm down before he begins. "You said he had the most beautiful blue eyes and he was so cute and how you wanted to marry him. You said you wanted to see him again and started to name ways how to see him again."

I growl and lay back down on his legs. "Oh my god," I moan and put my hands over my face. "That's so embarrassing, I don't even know him."

He sits up and looks down at me. "If it makes you feel any better, you only told me. Everyone else was dancing and you were drunk as hell and came over to talk to me."

I groan again. "I'm so embarrassing. Oh my god, I'm a hypocrite. I told Alaric to stop drinking when I can't even stop drinking."

Matt rolls his eyes. "Ric is five years older than you. You're only twenty one, you're just having fun. Ric is just… an alcoholic."

"Is that all I said?" I say as I remove my hands from my face.

He nods. "Yes, about him. You said a lot of other shit too but none of it is worth repeating."

"I can't believe I don't remember last night. I must have been drinking a lot of vodka."

Matt smiles and nods. "Yes, you did. And tequila."

I sit up abruptly and look at him in the eyes. "You cannot tell anyone what I said last night."

"Don't worry about it, Elena. I'm not going to tell anyone. I thought you thought about me differently than that."

I lean back against his legs again. "I'm just making sure."

"Well, your secret is safe with me."

Just then, Tyler and Jeremy throw themselves through the door and look at me and Matt. "Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt," Tyler says as Jeremy closes the door.

I roll my eyes and sigh. "Nothing for you to interrupt."

Jeremy immediately goes into the kitchen to look for food. He opens the fridge and searches. When he doesn't find anything of interest, he closes the door and goes searching through the pantry. "You have nothing to eat," he mutters.

Matt lies back down on the couch and moves his legs so I'm not laying directly on them. Tyler takes residence in the arm chair as he takes the remote and turns on the TV. "So, what're we doing tonight?"

"I don't know. What do you want to do?" I ask.

"I know what I want to do. I'm asking what you want to do."

"What do you want to do?" I ask again, my voice tighter.

"I'm not telling you until you tell me what you want to do."

"Well, then I guess we're at an impasse."

I lean my head back as I put it back in a pony tail, annoyed at it's ability to manage to get in my face at every turn. "We could go to a bar," Jeremy suggests.

"We already did that last night," I said.

"So? We go to a bar almost every night of the week."

"Yeah, but if we do it too much we'll get bored of it."

Tyler turns on Tosh.0 as Jeremy makes his way to the living room with a bag of chips. He sits down in the other armchair and sits so his legs went over the arm rest. They start laughing at the show as my brain raked for options.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and Caroline and Klaus enter. "We're having a party!" Caroline says, putting her hands up.

I sigh. "What? What do you mean? When?"

"I called a few people and they called a few people and I brought the drinks and they're coming here in an hour," she says looking proud of herself.

"How many people?" I ask, annoyed. I wasn't trying to get kicked out of my apartment tonight.

"I called ten, they called… I don't know, but it'll be fun!"

"Caroline, other people live here too you know. We can't throw a big banger here and expect me to not get in trouble by the owners."

"Elena, there are so many empty apartments on this floor. There's not that many people living here. Besides, I already checked with the landlord and he said it was okay."

My hands cover my eyes. "Well, I'm in," Matt says.

"I'm in too," Tyler says.

"Me three," Jeremy agrees.

I sigh in defeat. "Okay, but if I get kicked out I'm going to move in with one of you guys."

"You can move in with me right now," Jeremy says.

I roll my eyes. When I broke up with my last boyfriend, I stayed with him for a few weeks. Ever since then, he's always too eager to have me back. "I'm not in search of a house just yet," I mutter.

Everyone starts setting everything up. The drinks, the cups, the shot glasses. We all take a shot before everyone starts showing up.

Music is blasting two hours later with people dancing and drinking. A lot of people had shown up that I didn't recognize. I have a beer in my hand and I'm dancing with two boys who I don't know, when I see Caroline open the door to invite in Ric, Stefan and then Damon. I smile and light up. Damon's here.

I keep dancing with the boys, feeling Damon's eyes on me. I take a quick sip of my beer. I'm not going to pay any attention to them right now. I'll say hello to them later.

A little while later, I spot Damon dancing with some random girl that I don't know. I can't help but feel angry at the sight, but I quickly brush it off. He's not mine.

Someone takes the tequila out and we all start doing shots. "Body shots!" I call out, putting my hands in the air.

Caroline goes first and lies down on the counter. Klaus comes up and does the shot and everyone cheers. "Me next!" I say as I knock Caroline off the counter and lie down in the spot she was.

Suddenly, four guys surround me, including Damon. I smile and laugh as someone prepares it. Damon puts a lime wedge in my mouth, salt on my stomach and pours tequila in my belly button. I giggle at the strange feeling and start to get ready for what he was about to do.

He gives me a wicked grin as his tongue goes over my stomach and lands in my belly button. I laugh and put my head back as his tongue laps up the tequila. He then moves his mouth up, his tongue never breaking contact with my skin and puts his mouth on mine as he tries to get the lime.

But as soon as our lips touch, desire erupts inside me and I pull him down to me. He seems just as eager as I am and he put his hands on my neck, pulling me up with him. He finally breaks away and everyone cheers and I giggle. He smiles down at me and takes the lime rind from his mouth and puts it on the floor.

I get up and put my arms around his neck. "You're good at those."

He grins his wicked grin. "Lots of practice."

"I can tell," I say as he puts his arms around my waist. I can tell he's drunk. Hell, I'm probably drunker than him.

He then drags a finger up my body, leaving goose bumps in their wake and puts it on my lips. "You're so pretty," he says lazily, and I knew my earlier suspicions were wrong. He is drunker than me.

I giggle. "You're not so bad-looking yourself."

"I know." He grins cockily and drags his hand through my hair. "Want to do another shot but this time on your neck?"

I smile. "Would you like to suck on my neck?"

He nods. "Hell yeah."

I take his hand and drag him over to the alcohol. I pour salt on my neck and put a lime in my mouth as he pours the shot. He looks down at me before moving his lips onto my neck. He licks off all the salt on my neck and then still sucks on it. I begin to worry about a hickey but just then, he kisses his way up to my lips and takes the lime.

The same thing happens as it did before. Damon pushes his tongue against my lips until I grant him access. He puts his arms around my waist and clings me to him, my body shaping around his perfectly. He pulls away all too soon and looks down at me with hooded eyes.

"Elena!" someone calls to me. I don't bother to look to see who it is. "Dance with me," they say and pull me along. I give Damon an apologetic look before I turn around and see Tyler leading me to where everyone is dancing.

We both begin to dance. "What the hell are you doing?" he asks me.

"What do you mean?"

"Why is some random guy putting his tongue down your throat?"

I groan and put my head back. "I'm just having fun, Tyler. Don't be such a buzz kill."

"You don't even know the guy, though."

"Yes I do."

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Damon dancing with another girl. I try not to pay much attention to it and ignore the anger searing through me. "He's Stefan's brother," I tell him, putting my attention back to him.

He rolls his eyes and doesn't say anything. "Look, can we not talk about this now? You can yell at me tomorrow or whatever."

Tyler nods. "I'll hold you to that."

I sigh and dance away from him to a group of guys. I then got in the middle of two of them as we dance against each other to the music. I giggle when the guy behind me puts his arm around my waist. When they disperse, I see Damon coming over towards me. He takes my hand and twirls me around until I land in his arms again. "Wow," was all I could say. He smiles as he pulls me against him and we start moving.

"Spin the bottle!" someone announces. People start to cheer and go over to where the person announced it. I see a few people go into my bedroom. Not everyone goes over to where they're having it.

"What are we, ten?" I roll my eyes. "Want to do it?"

He nods his head. "Only if you want to and only if I get to kiss you," he says and puts his finger on my nose.

I grab Damon's hand and lead us to my bedroom. Ric, Stefan, Matt and Jeremy are setting it up with a few other people. Some girls I don't know show up to play also. I see Caroline and we sit next to each other as one by one everyone takes their turn spinning the bottle.

When it comes to Damon's turn, he gives me a malicious look before he spins. The bottle spins around a few times and then stops. On me.

Everyone 'ooh's as Damon crawls over to me. He then takes my face in his hands and kisses me hard. I end up falling to the floor and he falls with me, lying on top of me, his one leg in between both of mine. I grant him access to my mouth again with his tongue, as he tastes the inside of my mouth. I bite his lower lip. He groans and only begins to kiss me more. "Okay, you two, get a room!" Ric calls out.

"Maybe you all can leave, it's my bedroom," I tell them. Damon chuckles as his mouth goes down to my throat.

"No we're not leaving!" Caroline says. "Either you two leave or Elena, you can spin."

I groan as I push Damon away. He groans too and doesn't bother to sit up again. I spin the bottle, nervous for who it was going to land on. It starts to slow down and then lands on Damon. I squeal and look over at Damon happily. "It's meant to be!" I roll over to Damon and lie on top of him before kissing him. I put my hands on either sides of his face and he chuckles.

Once everyone had spun, we all take a shot of vodka and surrender ourselves to the burning feeling going down our throats.

A/N: And that's it for Chapter 1! Please favorite and review and tell me what you think.

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Xoxo Em