A bright light woke Stefan up.
He tried to open his eyes slowly and groaned, hangover. Perfect.
He blinked the sleep away and took a look around, it's definitely not his room, and he definitely wasn't alone.
The memories of last night came flooding back. Caroline.
He lowered his look and saw her, she was sleeping. Her head rested on his bare chest one of her arms hugging his torso, while his arms wrapped around her. Normally he wasn't a big fan of cuddling but with Caroline it didn't seemed so bad.
He sighed, he didn't regret last night. Not at all. But he knew she would.
He lay there, wondering what to say to her when she wake up but instead found himself staring at her.
She looked so beautiful, peaceful. With her hair scattered around his chest and pillow like a halo. Her lips were slightly opened as she took small deep breaths, the necklace he gave her still on her collarbone.
What did last night mean? He remembered kissing her first and her kissing him back, taking his shirt off and pulling him to the bed. Did it mean she still felt that way about him or was she just too drunk? Would she panic when she wake up? Think it was a mistake? Would she hate him for it? God he hopes not. He barely got through those few days he believed she hated him. He couldn't imagine spending the rest of his life like that.
He felt sudden movement; Caroline began to stir "Stefan?" She asked sleepy.
"Yeah." He replied worried.
"OMG" Caroline screamed jumping up in the bed barely remembering to pull the blanket around her.
"We-We... Did we - Had sex?" Stefan finished for her, observing her face.
"Oh! This is bad! So bad!" She kept on murmuring to herself, slamming her head in her hand.
"Why?" Stefan tried to take her hand, calm her down.
"You did not just said that!" Caroline pulled her hand away "You're kidding right?" She looked at him doubtfully.
Stefan shook his head.
"You wanna know why? Well news flash we're best friends remember that? "She snapped at him "What else? Oh yeah.. I had feeling for you! Which you clearly haven't felt back remember?"
"I never said I don't have feelings fo- Stefan. Stop." Caroline said, interrupted him.
He did. But kept his eyes on hers waiting for her to continue. Caroline bit her lip nervously, thinking what to say next.
"Look whatever it is you think you feel, or feel it doesn't matter.. It will never work between us. For so many reasons..." Stefan reached for her hand again, this time she didn't pull away.
"Like?" He asked ready to object to every one of them.
"One there's the fact that we're friends. Best friends. What happens if we break up?" She asked "You can never go back to being just friend after you date. It's gets all messy and complicated. And what if we have a nasty break up? And we'll end up not talking to each other at all? We going to live forever Stefan. I don't want to spend forever without you." Tears started to appear in Caroline eyes.
Stefan swallowed the lump in his throat. He didn't want that either.
"And then there's Elena..." Caroline continued "I love her I do, really, like a sister. But you were in love with her." She said.
"What's Elena has to do with all this?" Stefan asked confused " Elena and I haven't dated for more than two years now, we're friends. And yes I was in love with her and a part of me will always love her but that just it. I was in love with her. I'm not anymore, I've moved on." He said looking into her crystal blue eyes, hoping she believes him. Because yes, what he had with Elena...was special and amazing. He will always cherish it. But he has moved on. With Caroline.
"…Contrary to popular belief, there are actually multiple ones – especially for a vampire. The only way to find another is to let go and move on."
Lexi was right,damm her she's always right. Sometimes it makes him wonder if she's laughing at him, wherever she is now. For being so stupid and not believing her.
"You say that now." Caroline shakes her head "You say you're over now but what if you're not? And you go running to her the second she dumps Damon? I'll be the one with the broken heart and no shoulder to cry on."
"I will never do that and you know that." Stefan said.
"And then there's the third reason." Caroline kept going ignoring him "You don't have feeling for me. And you never will" A tear fall on her cheek, Stefan brushed it away with his thumb.
"Why you so sure about that?" He asked quietly.
"You and me never going to happen. Ring a bell?" Stefan felt like he swallowed Vervain. He said those words so long ago.
"I didn't - mean them?" Caroline interrupted him again. She raised her eyebrows as if daring him to say it "Because it sure sounded like you did."
"No. I didn't know you." Stefan admitted "I was obsessed with Elena back then, which is apparently the Travelers work. But then when you turned we became friends. I got to know you better, trust you, be myself around you and tell you more than I ever told anyone. And if I could take them back now, trust me I would."
"But you can't." Caroline said sadly "What happened last night was a mistake. It only happened because you and I were so drunk we could barely walk. Otherwise it would have never happen." Caroline turned to face the wall avoiding his eyes.
"We weren't so drunk Caroline." Stefan hand cupped her cheek forcing her to look at him.
"Yes we were. I hardly remember anything after you kissed me." She said braking away from him getting off the bed, blanket wrapped around her looking for her clothes.
"So what do you want me to do? Just pretend this never happened?" Stefan wondered frustrated as she picked up her pants "Because I don't think I can Caroline."
Caroline walked back to the bed, placing her clothes on the edge and taking a seat next to him "Stefan I had a thing for, but I got past it. I worked really hard to do it. I realized our friendship more important to me. I didn't want to ruin it because of it, cause I knew I'd just hate myself for it"
"…Yes. Yeah, I hate you. Because if I don't hate you for ruining our friendship, that I have to hate myself for ruining it. "
"And whatever it is you think you feel right now...you'll get over it way faster. Trust me. It was just one drunken mistake that you can barely remember." Caroline took his hand and he closed his eyes "So this. This never happened. Okay?" Her words burned him.
He wanted to tell her how wrong she was. That he did feel it back. That he wants to give them a chance. That he'll never leave her again. That last night was the best night of his life. That it won't end badly cause nothing ever bad when he's with her. But none of it managed to leave his mouth. Cause deep down he knew she was right. It's not worth it. It will be best if they just forget it happened. Even if he never will. He rather have her as a friend then not at all.
"Caroline..." Stefan felt her hand slip away, he opened his eyes, Caroline was gone. He dimly heard the bathroom door closing behind him
Stefan sighed and placed his head in his hand. He really screwed up.
He slowly got out of bed, looked for his clothes and got dressed.
He grabbed his phone from her dresser, one of the picture on it caught his eye. He took it to get a closer look. It was of him and Caroline. He remembered when it was taken, at the Historical Ball, when he didn't have his memories.
Except for now it was the only time he ever thought of Caroline as more than a friend. He flirted with her, trusted only her even without knowing her. Because there was just something about her; it drawn him, made him wonder why hasn't he ever dated her. After he got his memories back he shock it off, burying it deep in his mind. Boy was he an idiot.
Stefan placed the picture back and walked towards the hand on the door knob he turned around, hoping that Caroline will suddenly burst out of the bathroom changing her mind. Giving him a chance.
But he knew she won't.
Stefan opened the door only to come face to face with Enzo. He was leaning on the wall across the dorm obviously for quite some time
"How much?" Stefan asked.
"Almost all of it" Enzo replied honestly knowing exactly what Stefan meant, how much of the conversation had he heard.
"Thought so." Stefan hissed walking past him.
"Hey mate." Enzo called when he as he almost reached the stairs
"What? He snapped clenching his fists.
"I'm sorry." Enzo said. Stefan stared at him; he did not see that coming.
"Why do you even care" He wondered. Last time he checked Enzo hated him.
"Because. You may not be my friend, but she is. And for some reason she wants you." Enzo walked into the dorm closing the door behind him. Leaving him alone in the hall.
Yeah for some reason.
A/N: Okay first thank you for liking my fic :) And trust me if I could write a smut I would. But sadly I can't. Second i'm sorry for this chapter, not one of my best. Also it's little shorter than the others but the next one will be longer and from Caroline's pov ; ) I will do my best to update later this week.