Elena's p.o.v
Knock, knock. Someone was knocking on my bedroom door making me jump out of my train of thoughts.
"C-come in." It was Stefan. "Stefan" I yelled and pounced on him to give him a hug.
"Hey you're glad to see me" he said with a grin spreading all over his face.
"Of course I am, I will always be glad to see you" as if it was obvious already" I smiled too. "So how is the birthday boy?" I said knowing that he would be surprised.
"W-what" he stuttered.
"Oh you thought that you would go without me knowing."
"I-I-I just thought that w-we-could -" he continued to stutter.
"What?" I challenged him, my eyebrow going up, I always love doing that.
"Well I didn't want you to do any big thing about it." He explained.
"Well I am going to, because in this cruel and bitter town. We should celebrate the most we can." I said smugly.
"Well at least you know what you're going to do." He said sarcastically.
"Yes I do, and I know what you're going to do too."
"What would that be Miss Gilbert?"
"Its me to know you to find out," I said teasing him and winked. I started walking over towards my dresser. Then he swung around grabbed me and pushed me on the bed. I tried to get free from his ironed clasps.
"Hey no fair" I said in a childish way.
"What's no fair," he said trying to act innocent.
"You have super vampire strength."
"And" he said teasing me now.
"Well I just think that it's not fair" I huffed. I heard the door opened, all I saw is black Italian shoes, very expensive. The only person that came to my mind is Damon.
"Hello love birds" his sweet velvety voice rang. Stefan got off me and sat on the bed. "Well since we all are situated here, we need to talk" he said as if there is an inside joke about it.
"Oh no" I moaned internally in my mind.
