When you're drunk
Hi there! This story takes place in the beginning of the third season.
I don't own anything. Don't forget to review!
It was a damn long day and I was tired. I waited for dad. He promised he would be there by lunch. He wasn't. I waited the whole evening and still no sign. Nothing new by the way. I don't even know why it still makes me upset, that my dad spends his day rather at work than talk to his daughter he has again not seen for 2 whole months.
It was silent and I was about to fall asleep, when I suddenly heard the car outide the house. Thinking it was my dad I got up and ran towards the door.
I opened it and what I saw surprised me. There he was standing on my porch, looking handsome like always, his eyes locked with mine.
"Damon." I sighed. "What the hell are you doing here?"
He smiled up at me. Yes, he actually smiled. He looked so innocent, almost human, when he walked up to me, so he stood inches away from me.
"Damon." I repeated. "What are you doing here?"
He strugged. Then turned around and sat on the steps of the porch, looking up at the full moon.
What the hell was wrong with him?
I opened my mouth to ask him again, but before I could he asked me a question that took me off of guard.
The vampire turned his head to look at me.
"Will you marry me?"
I was silent for a minute, needed time to think over the words, left his mouth.
"What?"
I hated him, he hated me. Of course he was not serious!
"Will you marry me, Bonnie?"
He was drunk. Great, I had to deal with a vampire, but a drunk one?
"Damon, get up." I told him.
"Is that a no?" He asked me.
I rolled my eyes at that, walked over to him and took his arm. I couldn't move him up. He was too heavy.
"Damon." I groaned now. "Come on, get up. What is wrong with you?"
He only shook his head, but finally stood up, facing me. "I'm so useless." He muttered.
My face softened. "You should go home." I told him, but he didn't move.
"No ones waiting for me there." He looked away at open door of my house. I kind of felt sorry for him. Stefan was gone with Klaus. Elena was home, crying over him. And Damon... well he was here now.
"Can I come in?" He asked all of sudden facing me again. "Please?"
I didn't know, if I could trust him. Then he was drunk and asking me that. Didn't make me trust him easier.
Some seconds passed before I nodded, inviting him in.
We sat on the couch and I thought, what my dad would do, if he came here.
Minutes passed before Damon broke the silence. "Do you really hate me?"
I looked at him not saying anything. That was really weird, what was I supposed to say?
"You can sleep on the couch, I'll go to my room."
I was about to stand up, when his hands grabbed both of my arms and pullend me towards him. The next thing I know, I'm sitting on his lap, starddling him. "Damon. " I breathed. "What the hell?"
"Remeber when you told Caroline I was sexy, dangerous and too old? I was there, in the grill." His face was closer than it should have been. "You didn't know I was a vampire." He whispered in my ear, shiver running down my spine. "Do you still think I'm sexy?"
His nose was running down my neck, he inhalted my scent. "Let's have hot sex."
"No." I stated firmly. The next second Damon's lying on his back and I'm on top of him. "I'm tired anyway." He muttered. "Just stay, would you?"
He closed his eyes and put his strong arms around my waist. I closed mine and laid my head on his chest, using it as a pillow.
It was comfortable and he smelt damn good. Before she knew it, she fall asleep.
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The next day entered his house, happy after a long flight, finally able to see his daughter again.
"Bonnie?" He called. No answer. Walking into the living room he saw her. Lying on a man, he already saw once, snuggling against him.
"Bonnie?" He asked again. Damon opened his eyes looking at Daniel Bennett.
He smiled brightly at him. "Shh." He winked at him bringing one finger to his lips, before bringing his hand back on Bonnie's back. "She's still sleeping Dan."
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Well, it's only a one shot, tell me if you want me to continue.
Ella