Next Chapter, trying to wrap up this story quickly. It was just a cute idea I had. :)
Well, I was sixteen when suddenly
I wasn't that little girl you used to see
"Elena, Bonnie, you guys gonna be at practice tomorrow?" Caroline asked, catching up with her two best friends as they made their way to their lunch table.
"Duh." Bonnie answered, and Elena giggled.
"Wouldn't take the chance of you killing us," Elena joked and Caroline rolled her eyes.
"Oh very funny. But this is serious. We have to make nationals this year! And if Rebeka runs my routine, I'm a shoe in for captian next year."
"Care, We all know your gonna make captain. Stop worrying about it." Elena told her.
"Yeah, but only if Rebeka gives me her vote too. And she's such a bitch sometimes, it's hard to stay sucking up to her."
Bonnie laughed, "Oh Miss. Forbs, you need a new hobby."
Caroline smiled, "Oh, I found one. New guy, crazy hot, senior."
"Really Care, A new guy? What happened with Tyler?" Elena asked.
"I don't know, he's all into working out and football. It's kind of annoying. And this guy was really hot."
Bonnie interupted her. "So what are you going to do about Matt, Elena?"
Elena sighed, hating this topic. "I don't know, I'm just not with it anymore. He's got our whole future planned, and it's smothering me. I mean, we were all friends last year, and I kind of liked it better that way. I don't know, I'm just gonna wait it out I guess."
Caroline rolled her eyes, "Matt is so into you though, Elena. If you don't like him like that anymore, then you should tell him."
"Yeah, I know. I just don't know how to-"
"There he is!" Caroline interupted.
"Who?" Bonnie asked, as Caroline pointed.
"Tall, Dark, and Sexy, over there by Mason and Ric."
The other two turned to follow her line of vision.
The guy was gorgeous, Elena noticed. And seemed oddly familiar. It wasn't until his smoldering blue eyes met hers that she realized why.
"Oh my God!" She almost screamed, getting up from the table, ignoring the looks and questions of her friends.
Realization dawned on the guy as well, his face turning up in a sexy smirk.
She ran toward him, and jumped into the arms he'd just opened.
"Damon!?"
"Hey stranger!" He had picked her up, and she now dangled from the ground. He hugged her only a minute longer before setting her back down.
"This is crazy, what are you doing here?"
"Maybe I missed you," he joked, and she raised an eyebrow.
He laughed, "Dad got transfered again. We're back. Same house and everything."
"Yeah, I saw a moving van yesterday, but I didn't know it was you!"
"Mom wanted to surprise you," He explained.
"Ah, so please tell me that blue camaro is yours."
"Yes mam," he grinned.
"God, you gotta let me test drive that thing."
"We'll see." He chuckled, pulling her in for another hug.
"I've missed you 'Lena."
She smiled into his shoulder, "Missed you too dog-breath."
He pulled away to look at her. "Man, you grew up."
"Yeah, a few years will do that for you."
He smirked at that, his blue eyes enchanting.
"When did you go and get hot?" She asked, checking him out too.
"Eh, freshman year?" He joked.
She smiled and then noticed Caroline and Bonnie, who had come over.
"Hey guys. Um, Caroline, Bonnie, this is Damon. Damon, my friends."
He nodded to them politely.
"So you guys been taking care of my girl?" He asked, and Elena almost laughed at the look on Caroline's face.
"Damon is an old friend I grew up with." She explained.
"Oh, this is that Damon?" Caroline asked, obviously sizing him up, "Damn."
"Bonnie rolled her eyes playfully, "Smooth Care."
Caroline just shrugged.
"Yo, Damon, you coming?" Mason called, from a table he and few people had moved too.
"Yeah, one sec!" Damon called back, then turned to the girls. "Well I'm flattered."
He smiled at Caroline and she blushed.
"And Elena, if you want, come over after school, you can help me unpack and visit with my parents."
"Okay, cool."
"And if you're nice, I just might give you a ride tomorrow," He winked before walking off, and Elena just grinned, rolling her eyes.
But your eyes still shined
Like pretty lights
Elena walked into her neighbors house. One that had been off limits for the past six years. It looked almost the same as she remembered, as a lot of the Salvatore's things were in place again. "Hello?" She called.
"In here," a voice came from the kitchen.
She walked in to see Damon's mother putting up some dishes.
"Hey Mary!" Elena smiled as the older woman spun around.
"Wow, Elena?" She asked, stunned.
"Yeah I know, I'm about three feet taller."
"You certainly turned into a beautiful young woman," she comlimented, moving to hug the girl she'd once considered her own daughter.
"Thank you. Well I ran into Damon at school, and he invited me over."
"I think he's in his room," she said, "You should remember where it was."
Elena laughed, and was about to head for the hall when Giuseppe walked in.
"Hey, sweetheart, where did I put my...Oh, I didn't know we had guest."
Elena smirked. "Now Mr. Salvatore, I remember you once telling me that I wasn't a guest, I was family. Now, what happened to that?"
His face seemed blank for a minute, then it hit him. "Elena?! Elena Gilbert?"
She moved to hug him, "Hey Mr. Salvatore."
"You look different," He smiled, giving her a once over.
"Um, thank you?" she giggled, "Well I'm going to go find Damon."
Once she was down the hall, Giuseppe turned to his wife.
"That. Is Elena Gilbert?"
"I know! I didn't recognize her at first either."
"God help Damon."
Mary laughed, "I'm sure they're fine. But we do have dinner with the Gilberts tomorrow."
"Okay, good. I need to catch up with John."
She rolled her eyes. "You two are such gossipers."
He shrugged, "Nah."
And our daddies used to joke about the two of us
Having Damon back in her life was amazing. Within two weeks, it was almost as though he'd never left.
"So you break up with Matt?" Damon asked from his spot on Elena's bed.
She sighed as she flipped through another page in her text book. "Yeah, Thursday. He got really upset. I hated to do it, but it just wasn't working I guess."
He nodded understandingly.
"What about you, Mister Stud?" Elena asked, standing to climb on the bed with him. "Got a girlfriend?"
He smirked, "Had a few, none ever really stuck."
She leaned into his shoulder. "Growing up kinda sucks."
He snorted at that. "A lot of thing feel that way at the time, babe."
"I guess."
"So are Caroline and Bonnie mad at you for missing practice yesterday?"
She shook her head. "No, Bonnie doesn't care, and Caroline, well, she thinks you're a good enough excuse."
He laughed a little, "Hell yeah I am."
She grinned, lightly punching his shoulder.
"Oh you know it's true." He defended, and she rolled her eyes.
They spent the rest of the afternoon in homework, joking around, and laughing.
They never believed we'd really fall in love
"This place is still amazing." Elena sighed, as she laid back on the hood of Damon's camaro.
"I know, It's still one of my favorite places in town."
It was Friday night, and the two had driven up to the old field where their parents use to take them camping, to celebrate it being Damon's second month back. It was a clearing next to the river, and the sky opened up to all the heavens.
"You think Mom will worry about us?" She asked, moving her head to look at him.
"Nah, I told her I'd have you back by twelve."
She laughed, "You make it sound so official. Like a date, or something."
He grinned, keeping his eyes on the sky.
"It could be."
Elena rolled her eyes, "You're funny."
"No, I'm serious."
She sat up, turning to look at him.
"But we're friends."
He sat up too, moving close to her, until he was able to raise one hand to cradle her face. Her eyes closed against his touch.
"Then tell me friendship is all you feel for me."
Her eyes flew open, and met pure blue, more beautiful than the sky with all its stars.
"Damon...I-" she let the sentence fall as he leaned closer, then slowly pressed his lips to hers.
It was like a rush of adrineline straight into her veins. Her arms moved to circle his neck, and he positioned them so she could fall back to the hood of the car, as he leaned slightly over her.
The kiss deepened, and Elena worried she'd die from the bliss. Damon could kiss.
But he pulled away to soon, leaving her breathless. "At least you didn't run this time."
He joked, and she smiled. "I thought about it."
He narrowed his eyes, then leaned down again for another kiss.
He leaned back a moment later, laying to pull her closer to him, the turned to his side, so they were face to face.
"I love you, Elena Gilbert."
She sighed, "You know I love you, Damon."
And our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes
And said oh, my, my, my...
"Shh." Damon whispered as Elena through her leg out of the window, promptly landing on her roof. "Careful, now climb down the rail, to the porch." Damon called up to her.
I was well past midnight and Damon had called her, telling her to sneak out her window and meet him. It was times like this she could kill her boyfriend.
When her feet finally hit solid ground, he rushed to her. "You okay?"
"I'm fine."
He motioned toward the truck his dad sometimes used, "Help me push that into the road, then we'll start it."
"What about your car?"
He smiled, "Just trust me on this."
She did as he asked, and soon they were driving down the road, her in the middle seat, as close to him as possible.
"So where are we going?" She asked again.
"You'll see, " He insisted.
They turned down a few back roads then came to the creeks at the edge of the Lockwood property. She noticed a bunch of other vehicles, including Caroline's SUV, and the noise of a crowd over by the water.
"Come on." Damon took her hand, and led her toward it. Soon a bonfire came into view and a lot of their classmates were gathered around, dancing, swimming, and drinking.
"Damon, are you sure a party is a good idea? We have school tomorrow."
He laughed, "So everyone will show up with a hangover. Look, Caroline made me promise to get you here, and now I have. So lets just enjoy ourselves, okay?"
She caved at the look he gave her. "Fine, but not all night."
He smiled, "Deal."
Take me back to the creek beds we turned up
Two A.M. riding in your truck
And all I need
Is you next to me
An hour later, she had to grudgingly admit that she was having fun, despite her worries. She danced with Damon. Threw back a couple shots with the girls, and even got in the water for a while. The light from the cars, the fire, and the moon, had the entire place bright enough to enjoy.
She was now sitting on Damon's tailgate, she now understood the purpose of the truck, sipping a beer. He was standing between her legs, kissing down her neck, her collarbone, and her lips.
He nipped her skin lightly and she jumped, causing the beer to spill on her already wet shirt.
"Crap." she groaned, and Damon smiled. "I got a spare shirt in the front, you can wear it. I'll go get you another drink."
"Okay, thank you."
He kissed her forehead before walking off, and she went to the cab of the truck to get the shirt. Thankfully it was sitting in the back, easy to find. She quickly stripped the shirt she had, and changed.
"There you are."
She turned and saw Matt, looking a little slurred.
"Oh, hey, Matt."
"I was looking for you."
"You were."
"Yeah, you lied to me."
She stared at him confused, noticing that he was obviously drunk.
"What do you mean?"
"You said you wanted to break up because we were just friends, blah blah, crap and now I know the truth."
"Matt, you aren't making an-"
"Shush." He insisted, "You just wanted Salvatore."
She tried not to roll her eyes.
"Matt, Damon had nothing to do with us."
He lunged forward, grabbing her arms tightly. "Stop Lying!"
"Matt, that hurts, stop it."
"Why did you lie?" he demanded, tightening his grip even harder.
"I didn't, Matt, please."
"You did!"
"Elena?" Damon's voice carried from behind her.
"Matt. Let her go."
"Hey, you...you stay out of it, Salvatore."
Damon wasn't messing around though.
"Let. Her. Go."
"You really want the bitch?" Matt asked, and Elena barely had time to be shocked before Damon had laid the guy out with a single punch. Elena stumbled as Matt let go of her. She regained her balance and realized Damon was still on top of Matt.
"Damon. Damon! It's fine!" She pulled at his arm. Finally he stopped, stepping back.
"Damon. You shouldn't have done that."
"And why not, Elena?"
"He didn't mean it."
"He called you a bitch! He had his hands on you!"
"He was drunk!"
"Why are you defending him?"
"I'm not, I'm just saying that you shouldn't have hit him."
"So you'd rather I do nothing?"
"Maybe."
He groaned, the adrenaline and alcohol getting to him, "Fine, next time I wont fucking bother!"
"Damon." She scolded, but he wasn't listening.
"Get in." He demanded, motioning toward the truck.
She folded her arms. "No, not while your'e being an idiot."
He rolled his eyes. "Elena, get your ass in the truck before I put you in it."
She huffed, but did as he said.
The entire ride back was silent.
Take me back to the time we had our very first fight
The slamming of doors instead of kissing goodnight
Once they pulled into the driveway, Elena got out of the truck, slamming the door, not caring who it woke up.
"Elena, wait, I'm sorry."
"No, Damon. You're acting like an ass. You don't get to just say I'm sorry, and be done with it!" Her voice rose a little, and he knew she was pissed.
"Elena, I couldn't help it, okay. He was hurting you, it pissed me off."
"I can take care of myself, Damon."
"I'm not saying you can't!"
"Whatever!" She ran over to her stairs, moving to climb back up the rail.
"Elena. Please. I'm sorry."
She sighed, looking down at him.
"Damon, I'm a little too pissed, too tired, and too drunk to be thinking about it. We'll talk when I see you in the morning."
"Fine," He sighed, moving to take a seat on her porch. His spot allowed him straight view to her window.
You stayed outside til the morning light
Oh, my, my, my, my
He must have fallen asleep there.
"Damon?" John asked, nudging him awake.
"Mr. Gilbert?" He mumbled, tired. He blinked against the rising sun.
"Um, Son, it's almost seven in the morning...what are you doing on our porch."
He sighed, "I got in a fight with Elena, I was waiting to talk to her.
John decided not to ask. "Well, why don't you go change, get cleaned up, and I'll have her meet you out here in fifteen minutes?"
"Thank you." Damon nodded, and made his way to his own house.
Shortly, he was back on the Gilbert's front porch, and Elena came out, also freshly showered, and wearing clean clothes.
"I'm sorry." They both said, then laughed.
"Oh, come here," Damon smirked, pulling her into his arms.
"I don't like being mad at you," Elena admitted.
"Me neither. And I really am sorry."
She wrapped her arms tighter around his waist.
"Yeah I know.
"I love you."
"I love you too, Salvatore."