Chapter 2

NPOV

Caroline followed Klaus to his shiny black car after grabbing her things. He smiled warmly at her while opening the passenger door. She didn't return the smile, just stared blankly. Klaus closed the door once she got in and jogged quickly to the driver's side and started the vehicle.

"Just type your address in." He gestured towards the GPS connected to the dashboard. She did as told and he pulled out onto the highway. Silence filled the car for a while.

The dangers of letting a stranger drive her didn't even cross her mind. Klaus wasn't really a stranger anyhow. She had seen his picture in several magazines. Niklaus Mikaelson, CEO of Mikaelson Incorporated. They were one of the nation's largest security firms. Klaus had a 'rich playboy' reputation before he became CEO. Almost four years ago he had returned to England for a short time. When he returned it was announced that the former CEO, Michael Mikaelson, had died of a heart attack; leaving the company and all its assets to none other than Klaus.

"What was THE Klaus Mikaelson doing in a cemetery anyways?" She thought to herself. She watched the world pass through her window quietly until she heard him speak.

"So…uhm…what were you doing in the cemetery?" He asked after clearing his throat.

"I could ask you the same thing Mr. Mikaelson." She replied smoothly. He laughed.

"So you know who I am?" He said shaking his head in disbelief.

"I don't know if you've noticed, but your face? It's kinda everywhere ." She stated with no enthusiasm in her voice.

"Not a fan I assume?" He asked her with a raised eyebrow. He noticed her shoulders shrug.

"I didn't say that. I just don't know enough about you." After she replied it was quiet for a couple of minutes. Before she knew it they had pulled up to her apartment complex.

"Did you put the right address in?" He asked her surprised.

"Uh yes. Mine is on the third floor over there." She pointed to the back of the building." He let out a small laugh. "So sorry I can't afford a million dollar penthouse like you." She said sarcastically getting out of the car before slamming the door closed. He cursed, jumping out of the door to follow her.

"I didn't mean it like that Caroline. I just didn't expect someone like you to live somewhere like this." He told her. She scoffed.

"Someone like me?" She spun around facing him, with her back towards her door. He mentally slapped himself for speaking before thinking again.

"I'm sorry. It's just you seem like you take care of yourself. I mean name brand-shoes, name-brand clothes. Not to mention how much it must have cost you to set up that studio, well before you destroyed it." He noticed her fidget it a little. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asked kindly. She swallowed and looked up at his cerulean blue eyes.

"I'm fine. Now if you would please leave so I can go into my trashy apartment." She said sarcastically. He smirked.

"I'll leave as soon as you're safely inside" He pointed towards the door. She looked at him with confusion. Ignoring the fact that he was practically breathing down her neck she reached inside her bag.

"Fantastic." She mumbled. He raised an eyebrow at her.

"Something wrong?" She bit her bottom lip.

"Umm. It seems I have lost my keys. Would you mind terribly driving me back to the cemetery?" She didn't see his facial expression change so she rambled on. "Don't worry I won't drive. I'll just sleep in the shed for the night. I know it's too late anyway. I'll look for my keys in the morning." She stopped when he held a hand up to her.

"You will do no such thing." He said firmly turning and walking back down the stare case.

"Hey! I'm not the one who insisted to drive me here. I didn't ask you to! The least you can do is call me a cab, I threw…um, I mean my cellphone…it's not working." She said following after him. He laughed.

"No crazy pants! I'm not going to let you sleep in the cemetery shed!" He said laughing as she looked at him with frustration.

"That's none of your business mister!" She shouted at him. She started stomping towards the sidewalk.

"Where are you going?" He called out to her. She turned around and huffed.

"WHERE DO YOU THINK I'M GOING?!"

He couldn't hold back his laughter.

"You wouldn't take me…so I'm walking to there!" She yelled.

"Caroline!" He shouted.

"What?!" She turned back around to face him.

"I said no because I'm not letting you sleep in the shed. You're going to stay with me tonight."

She looked at him with wide eyes.

"I'm not going home with you! You could be a murderer!"

"First of all, if I were a murderer don't you think everyone would know? As you said earlier, I am on the front of ever magazine. Secondly, I'll have a guest bedroom you can stay in. Now let's go." He saw the battle she was having with herself on the inside. She glanced towards the sidewalk, then back at him, and to the sidewalk again.

"Okay." She said quietly. She looked back to Klaus, who was holding the passenger door open for her again. She let a little laugh escape before getting back in the car. They drove off towards his penthouse. They didn't' speak a word during the short car ride. Klaus pulled up to his apartment, which happen to have a doorman. Klaus led Caroline through the door that was being held open for them.

"Mr. Mikaelson." The older man nodded. "Ma'am." He spoke to Caroline.

Klaus acknowledged the man. "Charlie." Caroline smiled kindly at the man before following Klaus into the elevator. He typed a pin number into a small keypad and 'penthouse' appeared on the screen. Klaus placed his hand on the small of Caroline's back and led her into his place. Her eyes widened when she saw the enormous place. There was a very stylish grey colored couch in a living room that looked like no one had even step foot in. The place had a kitchen that looked like it was made for a chef. Not to talk about the guest bedroom! When Klaus showed Caroline which one was for her she thought he was joking! There was king sized bed in center with a blue and white duvet set. There was even a bathroom attached to it!

"Are you sure this isn't the master bedroom?" Caroline asked surprised. Klaus laughed.

"I'm pretty sure…want to see the master?" He asked with a lustful gleam in his eye and a smirk.

"You wish." Caroline smirked. "I'm going to go to sleep. Goodnight." She told him pushing him out of the room playfully. Klaus laughed.

"Okay, Okay." He said pretending to be sad. "Goodnight Caroline. Call me if you get lonely!" He called from the hallway.

Caroline rolled her eyes while shutting the door. She put her bag at the end of the bed alongside her shoes. Normally she would have snooped around the place, but she was worn out. She didn't even have enough energy to pull the covers back. Lying on top of the giant bed Caroline stared at the ceiling. She took a deep breath and thought about all that had happened in the last twenty four hours. Not only had she pretty much got kicked out of school, but she had also managed to piss of her mother to no end. She had also recently destroyed the only place she felt like she belonged. All was left was to lose her apartment, which was going to happen unless she found a job. She was not going to use anymore of her mother's money. She couldn't stand to allow her mother to dictate her every choice any longer.

Caroline fell asleep rather quickly after accepting the fact that she was alone in this world. She had decided that she was done caring for people that don't care for her back. She could only trust herself.

The next morning Caroline woke up before Klaus did, which gave her to time to snoop around. First she fixed her hair in a stylish fish-tale braid with a sports headband. She hadn't brought a change of clothes so she was still wearing the ones she had on yesterday. But she was able to take a shower in the spare bathroom attached to the room.

She left the room and opened the door quietly that was right next to hers. She peeked in on Klaus who was snoring, rather loudly she might add. She closed the door trying not to make a sound before she headed towards the living room. She had seen a door when she arrived last night that she wanted to find out where it led. She walked quickly over to it and found it to be unlocked. When she opened it she saw a state of the art gym lined with mirrors. There wasn't very much work-out equipment, but there was a very large clearing. She also noticed a stereo system that had an attached computer. Caroline being Caroline had to test it out. So walking over to it she found a song she could relate to and it started playing. Caroline knew she always danced to this song, but she loved it. She danced to the music, moving to what she felt like.

She ended the song with a triple pirouette. On her third spin she noticed someone standing in the doorway.

KPOV

I had fallen asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. Well, that is after I had two glasses of bourbon. I didn't hear a sound from Caroline, which could have been either a good or bad thing. I did however wake when she opened my door, and then closed it again early this morning. I was going to stay in bed for a little longer until I heard music. I had only heard that song once before and that was after by brother Henrik died. It was Fly Before You Fall. I jumped out of bed and put a loose black Henley with gray sweatpants. I went to the gym, where I could hear the music blaring. The door was slightly opened and I peeked in and was immediately surprised. Caroline was dancing. And not just dancing. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. The way she moved to the beat of the music was perfect. She danced with so much passion that it almost brought tears to my eyes. Almost. I'm a man, so yeah no. But none the less it was still amazing. The song was near the end and it looked like Caroline was finishing up some spin or something. She held her balance so amazingly that it didn't even look natural. She stumbled back on the last one when she saw me standing. I dang, I didn't mean to scare her…

"Caroline that-"I started.

"What are you doing?" She asked me out of breath. I looked at her with a smirk. What was I doing?

"This is my house, love." I reminded her. She looked down.

"I know. I'm sorry. It's just that-"

I stopped her grabbing her hand, which was weird. Since when do I comfort others?

"It's okay Caroline. What were you thinking about?"

She looked confused for a second.

"You danced with so much pain, you can't just do that. You had to have been thinking about something."

She sighed. She had to know I wouldn't let this go.

"Honestly?"

I nodded.

"Everything."

I looked at her to continue.

"Well I mean, I used to go to Julliard."

"Used to?" I asked her. She nodded.

"Yeah…up until yesterday." She said. She didn't exactly sound upset about it. More like it was just inconvenient.

"Is that why you wrecked the shed?"

She glared at me. I held my hands up in surrender. "Just wondering."

"I don't want to talk about it." She said quietly. "Can you please take me to get my car?"

Something inside my chest ached a little when she said that. I know I just met her, but I didn't want her to go. I understood though, we didn't even know each other. But I was going to change that.

"Yeah. Let me change and grab my keys." I told her heading into the living room with her in tow. I ran to my room to change quickly. I put a pair of dark jeans on and grabbed my leather jacket. I saw her standing beside the fireplace looking at one of my paintings.

"Like what you see, love?" I spoke from behind her. She jumped a little.

"It's beautiful. I love how the wolf seems to be lost but…it's almost like once he sees the moon he feels complete." She said slowly, examining the painting. It was strange because that was exactly what I had been trying to portray when I did it.

"Who painted it?"

I debated whether or not to tell her I did. But I figured I might as well be honest.

"I did."

She looked at me with those big beautiful blue eyes. Wait what?

"You did?"

I nodded. She didn't say anything for a little while just stared at it.

"What were you thinking about when you painted it?"

I smirked at her.

"I'll tell you, when you tell me why you were dancing."

She rolled her eyes, but with a smile, and walked towards the door.

We headed to my car and I opened the door for her again. I loved the slight blush she got every time I did it. It was adorable. We both got in and I drove back to the cemetery. We didn't really talk, just things in passing a couple times.

When we arrived at the cemetery I saw her walk over to grave that said 'Bill Forbes'. That's strange. Bill Forbes?

She picked up her keys waving them at me. I laughed. She walked back to the car and gave me a quick hug.

"Thanks for letting me crash at your place and everything." She said with a distant sweetness.

"It was no problem. What do you have planned today? It is Friday after all." I asked her with hope. She looked around.

"Um…well I'm not sure. Usually I have rehearsal. But seeing as that isn't going to happen, I might try to fix up my studio." She gestured to the shed. "What about you?"

I grinned mischievously at her. I saw on of her eyebrows raise in confusion.

"I'm going to help you." She laughed at that. When she didn't see me laughing she looked at me strangely.

"I'm serious." I told her.

"You don't need to do that. Don't you have some big company to run?" She said sarcastically.

"Lucky for you I don't have to go in today. Let's go!" I said taking off in the direction of the shed. I heard her let a small laugh out before joining me.

Okay that's chapter 2! Wow. I cannot believe the amount of positive reviews and followers I received! All of you guys literally made my week :) Please review on this one too! Thank you for reading it y'all. I really appreciate it! I'll post the next chapter after 5 more reviews ;)