A/N: Okay, so this one shot is quite short and it was written by me over a year ago. I found it in my documents and I thought I would post it to this series of one shots because why not right? Nothing to lose. Let me know if you like it by leaving a review and thank you for following:) I should be updating again soon since this one was super short.
AU in which Caroline makes Stefan wait for her until she's finished school and he shows up at her graduation.
Her hair is pinned up in a bun on the back of her head while a single curl of blonde hair falls onto her rose colored cheeks. A graduation cap sits on the crown of her head and the tassel sways with her every movement. She's wearing a blue peplum dress that brings out the twinkle of her eyes while she stands with her hand on her hip smiling proudly for a picture. God is she ever smiling, he wonders for a slight second if her cheeks hurt.
He steps out from behind the summer day shadows and suddenly she's looking his way. Knocking the breath out of his lungs, boiling the blood in his veins and it's like he can't breath. It's like it didn't matter that three years had passed, he simply couldn't wait another second. He doesn't know what's taken over him as he marches over to her, his heart thumping in his chest, echoing in his ears. He's done with waiting to kiss her beautifully blinding smile, to hold her graceful hands, to wrap his arms around her body and hold her to his chest.
He comes to a stop in front of her and finds himself at a loss of words.
"Caroline?" He's kicking at the dirt with the tip of his shoe, avoiding her eyes.
But she knew exactly what he was going to say. Was she ready? She dives into his arms and he can't help but to grasp at her back and pull her to him. She tilts her head up to tell him that she's ready for him and he can't fight the urge to kiss her lips. They're tender and warm and he can't tell if the bitterness is the taste of her own tears or raindrops falling from the trees overhead. And he finally, finally understood what true, empowering, aching love was. It was the way she looked at him when he touched her hand, and the way he ached if she wasn't at her side. It's the heavy breaths that get caught in his throat when he sees her, and the familiar feeling of her wrapped in his arms.
He lets himself be hypnotized with all of her and he knows; waiting for her was the best decision of his life.
A/N: Okay yes this was really corny and also really really short. I'm sorry if you were disappointed but I felt really compelled to post it. I hope you enjoyed some #fluff