A/N: Two older drabbles for you, both too short to post them on their, still they seemed to fit here. Quotes were the songs by the unbelievable Amy Winehouse and Nickelback .

Disclaimer: I don't own the Vampire Diaries or any of the characters neither are the songs mine.

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Love is a losing Game

Stefan/Elena

Drama/Romance

462 Words

The first time Elena Gilbert falls in love, she's fourteen. He's two years older than her, he's football player and he's got ridiculously cute dimples. She only tells Caroline though, even though she knows her good enough to know she'd tease her 'till eternity. Bonnie would blankly stare at her, so Elena decides one confidant is enough. Caroline already went out with boys, well one boy, but still. To her own surprise Caroline doesn't tease her, but instead makes a big fuss about it. She makes Elena meet her after school, only to dial the poor boys number and then thrust the phone into Elena's hand. Elena, shocked enough with the fact that he picked up, only stammers some lousy excuse, hangs up and turns beet red. Caroline then rolls her eyes and tells her do watch and learn how it's really done. She then calls him again and tells him how Elena actually didn't really care for him, but if he really was so keen on going out with her something could be arranged. Caroline hangs up, a smug smile on her lips. Well, long story short disguise, Elena has a date for Saturday and Caroline insists on doing her styling and hair and of course make up. Looking back, Elena thinks she looked like a drag queen. She can't really recall any details; she just knows it went awful. And she doesn't even know his name anymore. Elena learns this evening one thing: Love is a losing game.

The second time Elena falls in love, it's Matt. Matt Donovan, her dear, kind Matt. It feels good being with him. Matt gives Elena her first kiss, her first real date and a bunch of other firsts, but that dream has a sudden end when Elena's parents die. Matt tries to be there for her but Elena just can't help but push him away and when Elena first tries to make a move towards him again, he's the one to push. Elena learns what it means to fall for someone fearlessly, what it means to be so in love it hurts. And in the end she learns what it truly means to hurt, in more than just on way. And again: Love is a losing game.

When Stefan comes to town, Elena's still busy healing, but somehow this boy, this undeniable, mysterious boy manages to catch her eye. Stefan shows Elena so many things. He shows her that it's okay to feel, that it's okay not be strong. He shows Elena how to cook and how to read, how to really read, Shakespeare. The most important thing Elena learns from Stefan is how to truly love recklessly and without denial. Love might by a losing game, but this time Elena Gilbert won.

How you remind me

Stefan/Elena

Angst/Romance

361

She's his life line during the months he spends with Klaus. She's the first thing he thinks off in the morning and the last thing on his mind in the night. He tries to picture her in every thinkable situation, how beautiful she is when she laughs and how peaceful she is when she sleeps. He tries to remember her voice, tries to remember how it sounds, how it feels when she tells him she loves him. He can feel her laughter, as clear as a bell, vibrate through his whole body. It's like he can feel her even though she's miles away.

He feels like Klaus pulled the ground from under his feet when he forces him to stop feeling. It's like this dull, thudding pain after a punch directly in the face, just that the thudding doesn't stop. It's like his ears are roaring with noise, Klaus voice always repeating the same sentence over and over again. Shut it off. Shut it off. Shut it off. All over again, too loud, too often, too much. He just wants it to stop. He can't though. It's like he's trapped in his own body, like he'd only be remote-controlled. All he can think of is blood, Klaus, blood, hunger, blood, he's damn hungry for things, not only for blood. Elena produces Lexi out of air. They lock him up and Stefan knows he should feel guilty, he should feel ashamed in front of Lexi, who tried so hard to show him the right side. It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he can't.

Stefan starts feeling, hearing, seeing, really seeing, her again, when she drops the bomb. She kissed Damon. Elena, his Elena, kissed Damon. That's just wrong (It's also wrong to call her his, but who counts?). It's not about the fact that Damon is his brother, but it's just such a screwed up picture. Elena is so pure, so innocent in her whole being, while Damon is bitter and jaundiced. It's such an abstract thought. Elena deserves to be happy and Stefan just doubts she'll ever be happy with Damon. That's the moment Stefan starts remembering again.

A/N: Make my day, leave some nice words. Also prompts are well appreciated.