Elena was sitting in her room, running her hands anxiously through her hair. She felt so strange. Every time she thought of Damon her heart filled with longing, and it scared her. This spell was going to drive her insane. So, helplessly, Elena reached for her diary and started writing frantically.

Dear Diary,

I am so stupid, stupid enough to let Bonnie practice witchcraft on me. It all seemed to go perfectly… she changed my hair and my clothes, but then everything went terribly wrong! Damon came over while I was being Bonnie's guinea pig. I texted him to help me, so he came. It's so sweet to know that he cares about me so much. And when Damon got there, he complimented my outfit, and I swear he was checking me out with those gorgeous eyes of his…

I'm getting off track AGAIN! My thoughts are so screwed up right now. I can't even begin to explain what I'm feeling. Ok… I'm getting really distracted tonight so let me just write this down before I start babbling on about Damon again… and his hot body.

Wow, I just did it again. Whatever…

Bonnie put a love spell on us.

I don't know WHAT to think of the situation. I mean, I know that Damon and I weren't on the best terms before, but for some reason it all seems forgotten. Every ounce of hate I've had towards him has faded to desire. Words cannot describe how much I want to kiss those perfect lips, rip off his shirt and admire those perfect abs.

I feel like I have a split personality. Now, I really wish I hadn't written that. Of course I want to kiss Damon, but I'm not going to. I just can't. It wouldn't be fair to Stefan. I know we aren't officially a couple anymore, but he still loves me and I still love him. It isn't right to spend all of my time with his brother, even if everything inside of me is telling me to do just that.

Yes, that's what I'll do.

I'm going to avoid Damon Salvatore until the spell is broken, no matter how much it hurts me.

Or at least try.

…

Damon walked into the boarding house, a smug smile plastered on his face. Just hours ago he thought that it was impossible for him to feel more for Elena than he already had.

Damon had never been more wrong in his life.

All of those feelings were magnified, multiplied by a thousand.

He was on cloud 9. Elena finally returned his feelings, even if it wasn't in her control. He was a little upset that he didn't get the chance to get her to actually fall for him, but he knew that even after the spell was released, she would want more of him. He would make sure of that.

But for now, all that Damon cared about doing was sitting on the couch with a glass of scotch, watching the flames of the fire while he thought about Elena.

His Elena.

…

The next morning, Elena pulled her car into the driveway of the Salvatore Boarding house. Stefan texted her, saying they should have a cup of coffee and catch up, like they always did every other day. She walked down the sidewalk, smoothing out her black tank top. Yes, it was black. She knew it was Damon's favorite color and felt uncomfortable wearing anything but black, considering the way he complimented her the previous day.

Elena hoped that Damon wasn't home though. As much as she wanted to run into him, she knew that it would be best if she didn't. So, after taking a deep breath, Elena knocked on the door. She sighed in disappointment when Stefan opened the door. Did she actually expect it to be the other Salvatore?

Elena inwardly shrugged, and sent Stefan the best smile she could come up with. But of course, he read her like a book. "Something wrong?" he asked, noticing how she was looking around anxiously. He placed a comforting hand on her back, but Elena stepped away.

"I'm fine," she replied kindly, biting her lip. Stefan furrowed his brows but he let it slide. He led them to the living room, where they had small talk for about fifteen minutes.

"So, how are you coping with Jeremy and… Bonnie?" he asked. Bonnie and Elena's brother had recently started going out, making Elena slightly uncomfortable.

"It's been weird," she answered, chuckling. Stefan laughed too, knowing how awkward things must have been for Elena. "But they're happy, so I'm okay with…" She stopped dead in her tracks when she heard footsteps coming from the staircase. Elena immediately turned her head, and her brown eyes were met with perfect ice blue ones. Her breath caught for a moment, as she took in the sight before her.

Damon stood on the staircase, his black hair disheveled, sticking up everywhere. His eyelids were heavy from drowsiness, but immediately opened wide when Elena came into view. He was wearing a white t-shirt that exaggerated his arm muscles, making Elena almost faint right then and there. The need to run up to him and kiss him was burning through every inch of her body.

Damon was doing the same, raking his eyes over her form. Elena was wearing a black tank top with a hint of red lace in the straps. She sure knew how to make him swoon. She was dressed in short Daisy Dukes, making him even more captivated. He tried to form a coherent sentence. After a few tries he succeeded. "Good morning."

"Hi." Elena gave him a crooked smile, a quirk of one side of her lip. Stefan noticed their exchange and glared at Damon, jealous obvious in his expression.

Stefan was speechless. He honestly had no idea how to approach them. He was just about to speak when a knock came to the door, and Bonnie barged in before he could even get up to answer. She walked into the living room and immediately looked at Elena and Damon who were once again captivated in each other. Damon was flirting with his eyes and so was Elena. Damon was finally making his way down the stairs with vampire speed. Within the next second he was sitting next to Elena, smirking at her.

"You're wearing my favorite colors," Damon said, pointing to Elena's tank top.

"Oh, I didn't notice," she teased, resting her head on the back of the couch, still facing him. When Elena was alone, she had a clear enough head, but when she was physically with Damon, every ounce of doubt about the spell was gone. Thanks to the spell, she was completely lost in Damon at the moment.

Stefan turned to Bonnie while staring at the couple in absolute confusion. "Uh… what's going on…?"

"Love spell," she replied with an awkward expression. Stefan looked at her in horror and she sighed. "Look, I figured out how to fix it… or at least part of it," Bonnie explained, trying to comfort Stefan. He did not look pleased though.

"Part of it?" he repeated. The words did not make him feel any better. Stefan grimaced in disgust when he looked back over at Elena running her hands all along his brother's chest and stomach. Damon was smirking at her. They were both together in their own little world. A world where he was forgotten.

"I can take the spell off of one of them," Bonnie said, nodding. "But it's only going to make the person who is still bewitched even more lost in the other person."

"Well can we choose who gets un-spelled?" Stefan asked, a hopeful glimmer in his eyes. As long as Elena wasn't like this then everything would work out. He was sure of it.

Bonnie bit her lip. "That's the problem. We can't choose. It's a fifty-fifty chance. But if you want to take the risk, I can do it…"

Stefan stared at the witch for a long moment before looking back to Elena and Damon. He was placing kisses all over her throat, biting with blunt teeth. She giggled in response to his touch. They were acting so free, and it seemed natural, like Elena and Damon had spent every single moment of forever together like this.

Stefan felt sick, watching the woman he loved embrace his brother. He turned to Bonnie with a stern expression on his face. "Do what you can to stop this spell."

There's the chapter! I hope you enjoyed! Do you think Bonnie will go through with the spell? Who will be freed from it and who will still be trapped under it? Remember: whoever still has the love spell will be even more affected by the other! So, who will it be? Tell me what you think! Should I continue?

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-Sara