Damn Your Eyes~
Damn your eyes!
They're taking my breath away
For making me wanna stay
Damn your eyes
For getting my hopes up high
Making me fall in love again!
Damn your eyes!
-Alex Clare
Ch 3
"So you get what I'm saying?" She looked at him. He sat at one of the improvised 'bar stools' that was really a few crates, one on top of the other. Caroline sat next to him, her 'stool' was three old tires and a cushion on the top. Moxie was no where to be seen, somewhere in the mass of moving bodies.
Damon took another sip of the odd drink. He eyed it for a few seconds and then put it back down. "Well whatever the fuck it is, if it wasn't such a fruity drink, I'd be half tempted in drinking a couple of them." He picked up his drink, the classic glass of bourbon, taking a big slug of it.
Caroline found it harder to stifle her urge to roll her eyes and simply leave the place. "Okay, that's nice to hear but you're telling me that it doesn't have the faintest taste of blood to you?" She was aggravated that he was so nonchalant all the time. Like caring wasn't something he did about any issue, ever. With the exception of Elena and Stefan.
He shrugged at her and threw back the rest of his drink, "What can I say Caroline, I'm not going to assemble the Scooby Gang because you feel like there's something off about a fucking drink." He tapped his glass signalling the bar tender for another drink.
"Seriously?!" She wasn't asking him to move the fucking earth for her. God, this is why he grated on her last nerve. Why was she the bad guy?! It didn't matter, no one could get through to Damon, only Elena and Stefan could persuade him to do something and even that was rare. "You know what, whatever, forget I said anything."
"Always do."
If she wasn't already pissed at him she was now livid. What the fuck was with his attitude all the time? She swallowed any retort she was thinking about uttering and asked him a simple and innocent question instead. "So where's Elena?"
His eyes glanced over to her briefly before they went back to his drink, "I was wondering when you'd ask. She's back at the dorm room, said she wanted to study and go to bed. I on the other hand was itching for some fun tonight. Came across this place. And well, you can probably get the rest of the picture."
She sighed and rolled her eyes. It was high time she got out of there, it felt like the place had been tainted with a rotten mood. Spying Moxie she got up and headed in her direction. "What no goodbye?" She heard Damon's voice casually say to her retreating backside. And just as casually she flipped him the bird as she made her way through the crowd. Moxie by now had moved on to a different guy. Caroline didn't feel like having to deal with any more drama. So she yelled over the music and informed her roommate that she felt like leaving. And thank her lucky stars her friend complied. As they left Caroline couldn't help but look back at the VIP area. And for yet another second she felt like she could see the same figure that she thought she saw earlier. Sandy hair and that smug smile. But in the same amount of seconds it took to see him, he had vanished, like a mirage when you finally get up close to it. Caroline shook her head and forced her feet to take her out of the horrible night that it had turned out to be.
The morning sun graced their dorm with enough light to rattle sleep from the two girls who were desperately trying to sleep the whole day away. And almost simultaneously the two roommates awoke with suppressed yawns. The one with tossled pink hair looked around the room, glad that all her surroundings were normal and not the I'm-in-a-strange-house kind. Moxie groggily made her way to the bathroom first, leaving Elena to stare sleepily around. She found the strength she needed to get out of bed and sleepily put an outfit together. As Moxie left the bathroom the door to the dorm slowly opened revealing their missing roommate. Caroline was always up and ready to go, she liked the thought of having a whole day ahead of her.
Moxie looked at her with a look of slight jealousy. "How can you just be a morning person? Like what on Earth could you have to do so early in the morning?"
"Early? It's 10:30. I've already been to two club meetings and finished my essay." Caroline looked at her roommate as if to say 'this is what productive looks like'. Moxie feigned an astonished look and then shuffled back to her area where she picked through her clothes for something to wear.
By now, Elena waved to Caroline, and barricaded herself in the bathroom. Twenty minutes later, she exits the bathroom packs up her bag and heads out of their dorm.
For another ten minutes the dorm is silent, till it is broken by Moxie's question, "SO, can we have another session?"
Caroline's head turned to look at her, the girl had on her usual pouty face. She smiled at her, a small but genuine one, "Fine! But could be put on music or something?"
The session started out fine. They were already on the second half of it. Caroline was thinking about how puzzling last night was and how aggravating it was as well. She wasn't pulled out of her thoughts till their first break.
"Uhm, Caroline, could you do me a favor and actually remember what I told you earlier?" Moxie said it in an innocent manner. Forcing herself to sound extra nonchalant.
Caroline's right eyebrow gracefully shot up as she threw on a robe and reached for her science textbook. Not this again! She heaved a heavy sigh, "Look I know you want me to think about...what I was thinking about last time but-" she didn't know what to say or how to say. Hell, she didn't even know what to think anymore. Her life was perfectly fine till she started this damn modeling thing. "I just can't okay. I promised myself that it was going to be different in college and lately I've reverted back to how I used to think... and I don't want to do that." She sighed. Why did this feel so hard to do? It was perfectly fine before...wasn't it?
Moxie had seen the confusion in her eyes, "Caroline, it's okay, look it's just for this project. Afterwards you can forget about everything that's happened inside your mind. It'll be like it never happened. Is that okay?"
She made a good point. Caroline's eyes glanced over at her roommate and then back at the book in her hands. What was she getting into? "Okay fine, but... just know that I'm not really happy with this." She frowned a little but covered it up with a smile.
After their break Caroline sat down and took a shaky breath. She felt like she was on center stage without an idea of what to say. Sensing her unease Moxie smiled, "Hey, it's fine, just let it come to you, okay?"
The blonde nodded and set herself into the position. Well Caroline, let's just get through this. First she thought about his hair, how it seemed to sit so perfectly. It suited him. In her head she imagined how it would feel if she put her fingers through it. Her mind flashed back to the woods. Where no one knew where they were and it was just them. For a few precious moments they were just two people acknowledging something that was in a sense forbidden. Why is it so forbidden? Because he's Klaus! The baddest of the bad! And honestly deep down she felt that he'd have given Silas a run for his money. She pushed through those thoughts and placed herself back on her original path. Okay, what about his eyes? They look through you, they see you for who you are, Caroline. She half rolled her eyes. They do have this smoldering effect. Like he'd give anything just to talk to me. Like I'm the only thing that he sees or ever will see. And they were a stormy blue green. Damn his eyes! They were just so... she didn't know what they were really. Spellbinding. Maybe they were. She didn't want to put a name on anything that was Klaus related. It was hard enough to try and block him from her mind but to sit here and think about him on purpose- well it was sure as hell something she didn't want to do...at all. Face it though, you don't want to think about him so you can't put a name to whatever it is you feel for him. The thought stunned her to say the least, true in her heart of hearts she didn't want to face whatever it was she felt for him. But whatever it was she was only living in it for now. He made her a promise and she was banking on the fact that he was at least a man of his word.
Next thing then, his lips. Caroline was dreading thinking about those next. They were just so...She bit her own lip. Dammit they just looked so enticing at times! The way he said her name, how it rolled off his tongue. And the way he kissed her like there was a fire in his soul and only her soul could extinguish it. No, it was more like both of their souls were trying to light and only the other's soul could set it ablaze. They were a dangerous fire, and someone always got hurt when there was too high a flame. Whether it was her or him, she couldn't tell who was hurting more. Wait a second, hurting? Caroline Forbes was not hurting, she was a spitfire in and of herself- and she didn't need another person to make her feel like she was amazing. Somehow her mind found it's way back to his lips. He always had that smug smile though! A cheshire cat that caught it's mouse.
Her mind flashed to the time that they actually had kissed. It was so possessive. And the part that shocked her the most, was the wanting she felt as she thought of all of this. Deep in her heart she liked how primal it all felt. Fine I'll admit to it, but that's it, nothing else will come from me on how I feel about Niklaus Mikaelson. Get it together girl. Her thoughts took a sudden, and very treacherous, turn back to the forest. She could practically smell the grass and moss that she had laid on. The sound of the birds flying over their heads. And that smile. A beaming ray of raw joy and...devotion. In that moment she was his joy, his everything. And for once the world was forgotten and she was free.
"Who are you thinking about?" Moxie's voice came floating through the air, miles away from this phantom of a dream.
"Klaus."
