AN: So almost every review I received asked me to write more to this story and I got inspired so this is now a three shot and I hope you all enjoy it! Pardon any spelling mistakes, I tried my best!
His number, his freaking number. No freaking way. Caroline ran her hands across the large queen sized bed in the hotel, trying to pull herself back to reality. "I have his number!" She yelled for like the twenty hundredth time.
Elena was trying on shoes with her new dress, but Caroline caught the girls smile in the reflection of the mirror. Caroline couldn't help that she was over excited, Klaus Miklaeson not only kissed her cheek, but he wanted her to call him. It was the most amazing thing since the birth of the man himself.
Entering the room with her hair up in a towel Bonnie asked, "Still going on about Klaus are you?"
"Shut up." Caroline sat up. "You would be acting the same exact way if this happened to you."
Bonnie let her hair down and it looked like she just stepped out of a music video. Caroline narrowed her eyes in jealousy. "No I wouldn't. You know I have a boyfriend."
Oh, yes, of course she knew. The month after Bonnie and Kol started dating Bonnie wouldn't shut up about it like -they got it. He was the quarterback who chose Bonnie instead of Elena, it was awesome until that was all Bonnie would talk about. Caroline still had about a week until it got overly annoying. Maybe two since he was famous.
"Of course not!" Elena chipped in, sliding her feet into a pair of black strapped heels. "Because Kol is absolutely perfect right?"
Ignoring the shot at her 'perfect' boyfriend, Bonnie sat on the bed beside Caroline, "So now that you have the number, what are you actually going to do with it?"
She jumped off the bed so fast she could have been a rocket. "Oh no, I have no idea!" Caroline felt her feet tingle. What the actual fuck why was that even a thing that happened. "Should I text him? Or call him? Oh my god what if he didn't even mean to give it to me what if it was-"
"No!" Elena ran to her friend, grabbing her arms so that their faces were inches apart, "He meant to give it to you Caroline, you're beautiful and fun and kind and he probably liked you."
Caroline felt a smile trail up her cheeks, "thanks." She said quietly. "Still, what do I do? I mean he's probably off with his famous buddies, getting tattoos and drinking Starbucks."
Elena raised an eyebrow but Caroline waved her off. All famous people drank Starbucks it was a thing. Klaus didn't frequent them that often but they were like three blocks away from one so he might as well.
"No he's not he's right there." Bonnie had somehow made it over to the window without either of them seeing her. Sneaky that girl was. Caroline moved towards her other friend, peering down at the crowd.
Klaus was standing near a potted plant with Damon Salvatore and April Young. "Oh my god!" Caroline yelped, "he looks so beautiful."
"Are they going out?" Elena was trying to see over the top of their heads by that point. Klaus said something to April who laughed hysterically. Damon moved towards the front door and they followed behind him.
Bonnie shook her head, "I think they're going in." Caroline backed away and Bonnie noticed. Swiveling around she coached Caroline in how to breathe, "Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale!"
"I'm gonna call him!" She announced suddenly, dashing over to the nightstand where the precious number sat. "Alright, here we go. Caroline's growing balls, the balls have been grown." Elena made a sound of disgust in the background. Caroline heard the sound the same moment as the phone began to ring. "Come on Elena, you've had sex before! You've seen balls."
"Hello?"
Caroline went still because fucking shit Klaus probably heard her balls comment and thought she was the worst human being imaginable. How much worse could it get. Oh right, she had to explain.
"Is this a prank call?" His accent was making Caroline sweat in like, everywhere.
She gulped, "Um, no. It's Caroline, the girl from the panel, the girl from the picture. I found this number in my pocket and wow I'm such a loser for calling now because it was like four hours ago and you probably want to get to sleep and I'm so sorry about the balls!"
Klaus was silent and Caroline thought everything was over. How much did a new identity and plane to China cost? Her friends watched confused from the sidelines. Great help.
"Whose balls?" He sounded amused, which wasn't what the blonde had expected.
Caroline let her head fall a little, "Mine." That didn't sound right, "Well my theoretical ones. I mean I was scared to call you but then … I did." Her back crashed against the mattress, "I sound so stupid right now Oh my God!"
He laughed at her, oh shit. "No it's quite endearing the way you ramble on." She cocked an eyebrow, "And I'm glad you called."
She felt her brain start to overheat at the thought of him in person calling her endearing and the way his jaw would move, and his eyes would crinkle a little in the corners. "You are?" She was nearly breathless.
He made a sound to confirm such, "I wanted to head out tonight but Damon is being sour. Would you like to come out?"
She sat up on the mattress, "YES!" She yelled. "I mean, yes." Her voice was a minimum then. "I'll be down soon if you want."
"Sure thing." He hung up first and Caroline tried not to look too much into it, because she tended to do that a lot.
Standing with her feet on the ground with her arms in the air Caroline grinned broadly, "We're going out!"
-o-
She could handle this, like the way Sarah Manning handled finding out she was a fucking clone. Caroline was a strong person, but the minute she stepped out of the elevator the vision of Klaus Mikaelson in a dress shirt, with exquisite posture bounced at her like a cougar and she was done for. Caroline licked her lips. "Caroline Forbes, if you embarrass yourself I will kill you." A kid in spandex looked at her funny.
Caroline carried herself over to him, feeling as if she had weights around her ankles, but alas she did make it. Klaus stood to meet her, and oh man he was even more gorgeous than the last time she saw him. "Klaus, hi!" She smiled.
He bent his head towards her, "Hope you don't mind my being so forward, the whole number in the pocket trick." Caroline shook her head, he chuckled.
"I mean it was probably the best thing to happen ever and-" he quirked an eyebrow, "and I'm so embarrassing myself right now. Damn it!" Klaus still gave her that look of comfort but she felt like mush on the inside. "It's just -I've admired you ever since the show came out and this whole thing is like super crazy! I mean, you're like my favorite person ever."
He looked at the ground. Caroline, you promised you wouldn't do this to yourself you little shit. She fiddled with her own fingers, "I'm sorry you probably hear that a lot."
"Yeah," he agreed, finally meeting her eyes, "But I like hearing you say it better."
That was it, she was dead. Bury her in the ground and call her passed on. Caroline's jaw went slack as she wrapped herself around in his words. "Shall we?" He asked, holding out a hand. Caroline nodded.
-o-
So the only thing that was wrong with their date -could it even be called that? Was is a date or a casual two person chill session? Fuck it all to hell- was not Klaus being so hot she couldn't speak, nor was it Caroline getting twisted up inside and embarrassing herself, it was the rage of fans that attacked them five minutes after they left the hotel.
Klaus was going to take her to a restaurant where they apparently had delicious pasta but they didn't make it far before a heard of girls came out of nowhere and started asking for autographs. That was only the beginning, because the girls attracted more girls and then the paparazzi showed up.
Caroline kept behind him, holding her arms together across her chest. Klaus was pleasant with all of them, signing things and taking pictures. Caroline didn't mind him doing it, but she was disappointed. Klaus kept looking over his shoulder at her as he went through the crowd.
The paparazzi soon enough realized that Caroline was not with the mob of fans but instead with Klaus himself and moved on to her. Oh no, oh hell to the no, she screamed internally. One camera man settled near her feet and Caroline kicked him in the arm, he moved.
"What's your name sweetheart?" Whenever they asked her that it felt dirty, not like when Klaus said it. "What's your name? Are you dating? Where are you from?"
Caroline ducked her chin in an attempt to get them to leave her alone but it was useless, "I'm Caroline! Now go away!" She turned around and ran smack into Klaus. This date -or whatever- was not off to a good start.
"Come on," He gripped her forearm and pulled her through the paparazzi, "I'm so sorry."
"It's fine!" She told him. They stopped at the entrance of the place and entered, that was where everybody had to stop following them. She flattened out her hair, which had been misplaced in the shuffle. Klaus told the people his name and they made their way to the table.
Caroline felt like she was in the plot of some form of fanfiction. Oh she didn't care, it was fucking awesome. The place smelled like rich people. "Thank you." She said to the waiter as they sat down.
Klaus looked slightly upset, "Forgive me for the crowd outside."
Shaking her head she told him, "No, it's totally fine! I don't mind at all." God the way the light was hitting him just then made him look like some kind of Greek God. "I've got admit, this is all kind of surreal."
"Why?"
"Cause you're famous and I'm just a fan." She sipped her water, "I mean everybody says they'd date a fan but I call bullshit on 97% of them." An elderly lady look over at them with her nose upturned. Perhaps she should watch her language.
Klaus laced his fingers together on the table. Damn the things she'd like to see those fingers do. She pulled her eyes away. "Well I wouldn't be in a very happy relationship if whoever I was dating wasn't a fan of me."
At first Caroline thought he meant that he meant screaming, crying fans but she realized that he meant somebody who was a fan of him -as in they liked him. "Very funny." She giggled.
There date or whatever - Caroline wished she could label it but who the hell just asks if they're on a date? Nobody- lasted for a while longer, they chatted about Caroline's life and where she lived, her friends and family. Klaus went on to talk about his friends and family but Caroline already knew who they all were -totally not creepy or anything.
He did spill some juicy secrets about his cast mates. April once tried to set Vicki up on a date with her cousin and Vicki ended up accidentally punching him in the nose. Caroline had to bite her lip to stop herself from laughing so loud she attracted every whale in the ocean to their table.
After awhile he brought up the show. "I hate to sound conceded, but what do you think of the show? Truthfully. Sometimes I feel like people only watch for the sex and shirtless people."
Some did, Caroline wasn't one of them but she definitely saw the appeal. Seeing Klaus with his shirt off certainly wasn't a downfall of her week. Jace never really had sex yet but Caroline always crossed her fingers.
She thought hard for a moment, "I think the plot it really good, but I would love more people of color characters, oh and that kid? He's going to ruin you, the fandom already called it." There was a fifteen year old newborn vampire who hardly spoke but he followed Jace around like an idiot, and everybody thought he was evil.
"You don't want the kid?"
"It's not that I don't want him, I just know he's doing to hurt you in the end." He seemed to take it into consideration. She thought that was pretty much it, "Oh and maybe some gay characters too, diversity would be nice." Klaus chuckled. "What?" She asked a tad upset he'd laughed at her.
"I can't tell you." He looked like he was bursting to reveal whatever brought him to laugh. "I wish I could."
"No please!" She urged him, jumping forward to put her hands on his arms which were leaning on the table. Five minutes ago she never would have dared touch him first but Caroline could never let secrets go without her hearing them. "I won't tell anybody, my lips are sealed."
Klaus looked around him, making sure they were in the clear. Caroline traced the veins in his neck with her eyes as she shifted around, and they looked glorious. Stop that! She commanded herself. Be normal.
Apparently nobody was close, Klaus leaned in towards her. Caroline didn't even care that his breath smelled slightly of garlic she could have stuck out her tongue and licked his face he was so close. Her armpits started to sweat. "It's funny you brought up gay characters."
"Is Jace gay?" Honestly she wouldn't mind watching him make out with another guy. It'd be hot.
Klaus shook his head, "No, but a certain vampire hunter is." Caroline mouth fell open. "Damon's not, but Simon is." She had her eyes wide, studying him to see if he was lying but he showed no signs. He could have been since he was an actor but Caroline doubted it. "Him and a vampire -who is not Jace- on the show."
"Antonio? I mean Alaric?" She was speechless, though not all that surprised now that she thought about it. Simon had came to town to take down Jace but since Antonio was Jace's best friend, he didn't want it to happen. He hadn't known Simon's true identity until he went to confront him and found out that Simon wasn't the hunters real name -it was Zach. Five years ago Antonio went to high school in Maine for fun and met Zach who was his best friend. Until Zach moved and they lost touch. Now Zach was Simon and Antonio was the only vampire Simon couldn't kill.
"They're coming out at the end of this season." Season three. Caroline was filled with a kind of giddiness. "What?" He cocked his head to the side.
She grabbed her own hands, forming a ball that she held against her chest, "They're perfect together, I'm so excited!"
Klaus's lips slide upward and the corners of his eyes crinkled the way Caroline loved. Wow, she was the luckiest girl in the world right then.
-o-
Caroline had prayed that Bonnie and Elena would be asleep when she got back, she begged and pleaded with the Lord but the Lord must have been busy since the minute she walked in the door she was bombarded with questions.
Klaus hadn't given her a goodnight kiss, and Caroline was kind of thankful because there was only so much of the man she could take at a time. He had however walked her to her door and then promised to call her the next day after he was finished with interviews and all of that.
She sat on her bed, feeling as though she'd just stepped out of a dream, "it was incredible." She replayed the evening to them, step by step -even the annoying camera men.
Elena patted her on the knee, "Fucking Comic-Con eh?"
Caroline let her head loll to the side in a dream-like state. "Fucking Comic-Con is right."
-o-
So Caroline had planned to sleep in till twelve because the Supernatural panel wasn't until the afternoon so she had time, but as it turned out somebody else thought calling her at eight a.m was a good idea. "What the fuck?" She yelled into the pillows as her cell phone blasted out Britney Spears.
She managed to reach over to her night stand and hit talk without even looking. "Hello?" She said groggily. Caroline noticed Bonnie starting to stir in the bed beside her. Elena was probably at the gym or something since she wasn't on the couch.
"I'm so sorry Love." Caroline sat up abruptly because she'd know that heart melting, orgasm bringing voice anywhere. Klaus.
"About what?" Her voice sounded less like she'd just smoked a whole pack of cigarettes then. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Caroline clambered out of bed to answer it. Now was so not the time. She had Klaus Mikaelson on the phone and there was nobody more important on the other side of that door.
Except Klaus himself.
He stood in his dress shirt looking dashing as fuck, wearing dark jeans that did amazing things for his body if she did say so herself. However his expression was disgruntled, apologetic, and worrisome. "Klaus?" She asked surprised.
From behind him he brought out a copy of People magazine and handed it to her. "I'm so sorry."
Caroline looked down at the picture of herself. She had imagined the pictures of her and Klaus would go somewhere but not that fast and never with that headline.
Klaus Mikaelson Is Having A Baby With MysteryGirl?
The picture wasn't too bad, Caroline was standing with her head down trying to conceal her face, her arms rested against her stomach. That was kind of incriminating. Damn it, shit, fuck. Behind her Klaus was reaching out to her arm, making angry eyes at the camera -Caroline would have been lying if she said her heart didn't flutter at the sight of him getting protective over her- the kind that you saw on super villains and evil vampires.
Caroline flipped to the article inside with more pictures of them along the streets, but those weren't the most interesting part. Her eyes scanned the words, and apparently a woman had heard the couple arguing about 'the kid' inside of the restaurant later that day.
"Holy shit I'm pregnant." She gasped out.
