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Friendship- Chapter Two

*Elena POV*

It's been a long week. I have had two more spring exams, and now here I am, sitting in a two hour long detention, at least I have a certain lovable cocky, son of a gun sitting next to me.

"Alright everyone! I have to go to a meeting down the hall, but I will be coming back in regular intervals to check that you are all behaving yourselves." Said Mrs McCarthy, our Head of Progress Coordinator. I looked to my left, locking eyes with Damon. He gave me that smirk, the one he always gave to girls who stared at him shamelessly in the corridors. Oh boy, I thought to myself, What are we getting up to this time? You see, every time we both got detention, (which was fairly often) Damon would make me sneak down the hall, past the Staff Room, and out onto the small yard behind the gym. No one went there, it was our place. Don't worry, when Mrs McCarthy says 'regular intervals', she really means 'I just want to scare you, i'm not coming back until the end of your detention, precisely 3 minutes late.'

"So, Gilbert. Ready?" Damon raised his eyebrow, his mouth twitching into his signature smirk. I stared at his mouth, his lips are just so damn plump, I could kiss him right now and...

"Gilbert? Your staring." Oh god! He was full on grinning now! I blushed, a furious pink haze setting over my cheeks and torso. Damon's eyes followed the spreading heat, those perfect blue orbs landing on my chest. Damn! Why did I wear my white vest today? It's dangerously low cut! Damon stayed like that for so long, his breathing increased sort of, and his eyelids drooped, like he was getting sleepy. Wait, was Damon checking me out? And getting... aroused by it?

"Uh... Damon? Who's staring now, huh?" His eyes snapped up to mine, a look flashed across his face. Anger? Disappointment? I wasn't sure.

"Liar! I was watching you get all embarrassed 'Lena! C'mon, we don't have much time!" Oh! I'd almost forgot about detention.

"Oh, okay. Let's go!" With that, we crept to the front of the classroom, keeping in mind the snooty, geeky freshman Miss always kept at the back of the class to spy on us 'punks' as she called it. We opened the door slowly, creeping out. As I got out, My hand slipped off the door handle and the old rusty thing came snapping back into position, hitting me right between the shoulder blades.

"Ouch!" I whisper-shrieked. Damn that hurt! Before I could say any more, Damon clamped his large hand over my mouth. He pushed us both to the other side of the corridor, sliding us between the row of lockers and a classroom door. Then, someone came out of the staff room.

"Who's there!" Mrs McCarthy screeched, her croaky voice going two octaves higher. "I swear, you little punks best get back in that classroom, or else!"

I giggled silently, Damon's hand still cupping my mouth. I was trying hard to forget the fact that we were in an incredibly small space, with me pressed up against him. Damon looked down into my eyes, his face rigid. What was up with him?

*Damon POV*

Dammit! That girl had to get us almost caught the minute we stepped out of class, didn't she! I didn't really mind though, I was only concerned about the fact her body was pushed up against me. Did she have to move so much? Her chest was pushed up against mine, I could see right down that thing she called a top. 'Oh god, Damon! Do not get a boner! No!' I looked down at her, my face going taught. Dead puppies, Grannies... anything! Mrs McCarthy turned and stormed back down the hall, slamming the Staff Room door closed. Phew! I thought. What a relief!

"Damon, are you OK? You seemed kinda angry with me?" Oh Elena. I'm not mad at you! I'm mad at your god damn body!

" Oh, er, I'm fine... honestly I was just worried about getting caught." Oh, the lies. I felt sick. How could I have just nearly got an erection thinking about my best friends tits?! I was disturbed to say the least!

"Ah, of course. C'mon, we only have and hour left now!" On that note, we ran down the hall and out the little door that led to the science department. I ran into one of the classrooms, opening a window. Don't freak out, our whole school is one story! This wasn't the conventional way to get to the gym, but this was the only way to find the little yard we called home. I lifted Elena's small frame, helping her out of the window. I then jumped out, landing on the balls of my feet, 'like a cat' as Elena always said.

*Elena POV*

I loved being out here, where no one could bother us. We stashed a small picnic blanket out here about a month ago, so we had something to sit on. We would just lie here, songs playing softly from Damon's Ipod. We would talk about random stuff, sometimes we would say nothing at all. Not because we had nothing to say, simply because we were comfortable in each other's company. We didn't need to fill the silences.

"Hey, 'Lena?" Damon said, his body rolling over to face mine.

"Yeah?"

"You know there's a spring dance next week, Girl's choice?" Oh god, where was he going with this?

"Uh huh? What about it" Oh dear lord, was this happening?

"So yeah, I was wondering..." Yes Damon? Say it! "I know we don't usually go, but Meredith asked me and I said yes, so would you mind if I bailed on our movie night?"

Of course Elena. Why on earth would he ask you? He has never showed the least amount of interest in me, I know he is more experienced. I mean, we have lived in bedrooms next door to each other for three years now, and I have heard the moans and noises in the middle of the night when he thinks our household is asleep. I'm not an idiot.

" Yeah Damon, sure. No problem." Oh god, I want to die. "Hey listen, we have to hurry back if we don't want to get caught sneaking from detention again." I wanted to run from his gaze as fast as I could, but I was right. We had 2 minutes to get to our classroom, technically 5 until the teacher got there.

"Oh sure, yeah let's go."

xxx-Friendship-xxx

*Damon POV*

Later that night, Me, Elena and our Moms sat at the dinner table eating supper. It's weird the minute we got home, 'Lena ran up to her room and stayed there until Mom called everyone to the dining room. Even now she is acting weird, just pushing her peas around her plate with a fork.

"Hey 'Lena? You OK?" She looked up at me, a slightly sad expression on her face.

"I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?"

"Oh sorry, I was just worried" I reached out to put my hand on top of hers, but she quickly snatched her hand away, hiding it under the table. That was odd.

"I said I was fine! Why don't you just go hook up with some bimbo or something? Quit babying me!" Whoa! What was that for?

"Elena Gilbert!" Her mom gasped. "You apologize this instant!"

"I'm sorry OK! Just leave me alone for a while, I don't feel to good." Elena looked at each of our shocked faces, before shaking her head softly and running into the hall and up the stairs. I looked down at my half eaten meal, confused.

What have I done now?

AN: Ah Damon! You clueless hunk! I'm actually surprised I managed to update this fast, I mean, I have so many ideas for this story, the inspiration has hit with full force! So, what did you think? Any good? I just want to point out that Damon is not aware of his feelings for Elena, he thinks that it is just someone's natural instinct to find a girl attractive. He is freaked out at the moment! Please leave a review or message me privately! I love to hear from you! Thanks so much for reading and putting up with me!

Bye!