Vampire Diaries Fan-Fiction: Delena pairing

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A/N: Thnxs for the comments! It makes me feel like I should continue the story for you guys! As long as I have people reading the story I'll keep writing. Though I started school, so it will take longer to update now, about every week or so.

Wavering Emotions

"Elena. Long time no see." He purred.

Elena found herself transfixed by the way his mouth pouted whenever he gave her his best puppy eyes and wounded expression. It was like it hurt him to be far away from her, but she knew he was only toying with her.

"Damon... " She breathed out in amazement.

He had disappeared the moment Stefan came back for her, she never saw him again. Elena had bee...disappointed, she missed his sarcastic and playful attitude. He was her best friend, she could be herself around him without being judged. She didn't have to be perfect, he didn't expect anything from her...she always had fun around him.

"Miss me much." His pout stretched into a smirk, killing the cute expression along with it. However, Elena couldn't help but smile and laugh at his rapid change in attitude. As Damon saw her laugh, he jumped into her bedroom and glided towards her.

"Not..Not at all," She stuttered.

Elena had to tilt her head up to look at his face, he was tall and too close. It reminded her of the last time he was in her bedroom. She had called him to ask what was wrong with Stefan and if he would recover from his blood-lust. She recalled the way he pursed his lips as she neared him to take away the photograph he had snatched from her mirror, he had looked delectable. Elena admitted he was extremely handsome, beautiful in fact. She knew she lusted after him, but she did not feel ashamed of it. After all, Stefan no longer satisfied her needs and Damon...Damon was temptation itself. She knew he would not reject her, he would welcome her with open arms. But after having her deprived of his presence, her control wavered more so than usual, she had to bite her lower lip in order to stop herself from closing the distance.

Damon watched as she looked at him and stuck her chin in defiance. He did not miss how her heart beat accelerated as he came closer. Nor the burning desire pooling in her eyes. He wondered why she was so crazed, almost like she needed..craved to be touched. Usually Damon had to look carefully in order to see the hidden desire behind her facade, but today was different. Her walls were down and she was struggling to hide her feelings. Damon grew excited at the realization, he could finally taste her sweet lips again and it would all be consensual. His eyes flickered down to her lips as she bit down on them. He unconsciously licked his own and began to lean in.

Elena's eyelids fluttered as Damon came closer. Realizing that she was gripping his shoulders she snapped out of her reverie and pushed him away. He didn't budge, but it was enough to stop him from getting nearer. She saw his emotional wall come up and his smirk appear again. She hated when she closed himself off, but then again she did the same.

"THAT much." Damon saw through her facade, but took several steps back to let her compose herself.

Elena couldn't believe she acted like an uncontrollable hormonal teenager, well she was one, but not to the extent of jumping him the second he comes into her room. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she shifted her gaze toward the ground. She felt so foolish. Damon had been gone for 5 months...and that's all it took for her to give in? She was not easy and she didn't want to be another Katherine. Even if it was 5 months, she should be able to control herself, its not like she couldn't live without him...she didn't love him, no she didn't.

It had simply been her need to vent the frustration caused by Stefan, that had made her bolder than usual. She had even gone as far as admitting that she lusted after Damon. She knew it, but denying it was much easier for her. Now that she had accepted her degree of attraction toward Damon, her emotions would be harder to disguise and control. No amount of excuses would be able to justify her actions or thoughts anymore. She looked up to apologize for her...unusual behavior, but she saw Damon staring at her with attentive eyes. Elena furrowed her eyebrows. His gaze was unreadable, too many emotions flickering through his eyes. She recognized one of those as hurt or was it...regret? Did he regret almost kissing her? Her chest ached at that thought. Grimacing, Elena quickly changed her train of thought, no wanting to dwell on such topics.

"Damon? Why did-what are you doing here?" The tense atmosphere was too much for Elena, she needed to break the ice, but she didn't want Damon to feel accused by asking the wrong questions.

She saw Damon search her eyes for something, as if he was looking into her very soul, when he found whatever he was looking for, he smiled. It wasn't a smirk, it was a small but genuine smile. It always amazed her how his expressions could enrapture her so easily.

'Why did you leave me?' Elena's eyes clearly expressed her true feelings, no matter how unaware she was of that fact. Damon felt warmed by that fact, he felt...wanted, no...he felt loved? Did Elena love him?

"Now, now Elena. Is that any way to treat someone after not seeing them for sooo long?" His voice was teasing, but it sounded almost...hopeful?

Elena scoffed and rolled her eyes at his antics."You were gone for 5 months, Damon. It wasn't that long." Damon noticed that she didn't say 'it wasn't long at all' instead she said 'it wasn't that long', which meant that she did feel like it was a long time. He saw Elena realize her mistake and opened her mouth to cover it up, but he beat her to it.

"Not long enough I see." He mock scowled. He turned around making a move for her window, waiting for her protest, but it never came. He turned around to see her standing there clenching her fists, trembling. Her eyes were beginning to water and her lower lip began to quiver in an effort to talk without breaking down. Startled by her emotional response he stood there shocked for a second before worry seeped in and dragged him to where she was standing. He was only toying with her, but she seemed extremely upset. Did she really miss him a lot that the thought of him leaving again made her so sad to the point of tears? Wanting to believe that it was true, Damon softened his eyes.

Elena couldn't believe he could just walk out of her life again without so much as a glance back. She was so angry at him! Stefan had let her down and she didn't think she could take another rejection. How dare he just leave her again? Did he know how much she missed him. She needed him and he wasn't there for her. Stefan wasn't there for her, he was with Bonnie. Caroline was with Matt. And she was just alone...? She couldn't lie to herself anymore. She truly had been depressed over his departure. She had spent most of her time at the Boarding House, sitting on the couch Damon always sat at, and just stared at the fire for hours. Stefan had tried to comfort her saying it was going to be fine, that Katherine would never be able to harm her. However, he gave up after 20 minutes of reassuring without gaining a response from Elena. Katherine wasn't the problem and Stefan knew it.

"Elena,I was-it was a joke."- he said seriously-"If you want me so bad just say so."Damon finished with a playful remark. He was holding her upper arms, looking into her eyes. He was trying to show how much he really cared without actually saying it. Oh God. What kind of sap was he turning into? Since when did he care about making a girl cry. But Elena wasn't just a girl. Just being around her exposed his humanity, he couldn't help it. The reason for his long absence was to give himself (and Elena?) time to sort out their feelings. After sharing that kiss with her on the porch, he couldn't bare to see her run back to Stefan and call their kiss a mistake, so as soon as Stefan came back, he fled.

Elena snapped out of her 'soul searching' and looked up at Damon. His eyes were gentle, but held a quiet desperation underneath it all. She could tell he wanted to know what was wrong with her, but she didn't want to tell him. She wanted him to suffer just a little bit to have him pay for the torture he made her go through, she was feeling sadistic. Because of him, she had neglected Stefan and it drove him away and towards Bonnie. It had been all HIS fault!

"Don't you think that if I wanted you, I would have searched for you?" Elena answered in the softest of whispers, but it sounded so harsh despite its volume. Damon simply stared at her and realized that not once had she looked for him. BUT unknown to her, he had always kept an eye on her. He had seen how she stared into the flames of the fireplace, silently crying. Sometimes she had even whispered his name in her sleep. He knew that she had missed him and that she was hurt because of it, but he hadn't know it had been to such an extent. Every day away from her had been hell for him. He thought that if he gave her time, she would realize that Stefan was the one she needed. He had not enjoyed her tortured expression when Stefan had asked her what her relationship with Damon was. It was best for her to stay with Stefan as much as it pained him, even if Stefan was weak there were no more major threats that Stefan could not handle. Besides, he would always be lurking in the shadows ready to kill anything that would dare harm Elena. He had resigned to his fate only to come back to Elena and see her even more tortured than before.

"You didn't know where to start." It was the truth. Damon knew it, Elena knew it.

She had not known where to begin, he could have been in the other side of the world for all she knew. Her anger dissipated instantly. It was like being hit with a bucked of cold water. She realized he knew her far too well, he could see through her mask just as easily as she could see through his. She was acting like a spoiled brat, throwing fits, when he had the right to do with his life whatever he wished. She wasn't anyone to hold him back or demand him to come back because she needed him.

"I'm sorry." Damon didn't know what she was apologizing for, but he had enough of all this drama. Damon rummaged around his jacket until he found a pocket.

Elena noticed how Damon's gaze became determined as he drew something from inside his leather jacket. It was a simple silver rectangular box with a dark blue ribbon wrapped around it.

"Happy Birthday."

Elena jerked her head up and met his gaze. Had he come back for her birthday to bring her a present? Whatever his reason for leaving didn't matter now because he came back for her birthday. He opened the box to reveal a simple white gold metal necklace featuring an oval pendant with a deep-blue colored center and polished metal trim. The vine like trim hugged the edges of the stone intersecting on the top, forming a variation of a figure 8, looking more like a vertical bow. It was simple, yet so beautiful. She was speechless, she didn't know what to say.

"It's a Lapis Lazuli. I seen how you always gaze at my ring and guessed that you liked the stone...that and I heard you telling Caroline how beautiful it was. So, it seemed like the perfect gift." In reality, Damon wanted to see if she would wear it to her birthday party without the vervain filled necklace Stefan had given her. For him it was like she would be picking him over Stefan, it was childish but he was curious.

"Damon, I don't know what to say..." Elena was beyond surprised, he didn't seem to stop exceeding her expectations.

"A 'thank you' would be nice. Although I could think of different ways you could thank me." Damon wiggled his eyebrows and threw her a suggestive stare.

"Ugh! You officially killed the moment." Elena rolled her eyes and with an amused smile, she slapped his abs playfully.

A/N: Okay I noticed how I'm basically just rambling on and not getting anywhere with the story.

I'll work on that and add more dialogue (=P