Another prompt was College AU. Hope you like it.
She looks at the boy with the blue eyes every day as she passes by. Most of the days, he is alone but sometimes there are boys around him. She wonders if they are his brothers. They certainly look like they are with chiseled facial features. Davina giggles every time she spots the younger one with dark hair and dark eyes. They are new to the town and no one seems to know anything about them except that they are exceptionally handsome and have a sister too who sometimes joins them.
There are times when she feels eyes on her and wonders who it could be. Her heartbeat quickens as she wonders if it is him. She shakes the thought out of her head before burying her head in the book clenched in her hand after scanning the grounds and not finding him. He looks at her from behind the pillars of the hall as she sits there reading a book he is sure he has read a thousand times. He smiles when she suddenly looks around the grounds as if feeling his gaze on herself.
"She is quite beautiful, isn't she?" He suddenly turns around at Kol's voice.
"Hands and eyes off, brother." He says in a cold voice, fixing him with a glare while he smirks.
"You finally over that Blondie?" Kol asks smugly and before he could retort Elijah's voice cuts in, "To be fair, Niklaus was never in love with her Kol. Don't hold it over him."
Klaus doesn't answer. Instead turns back to look for her but she has vanished.
"She's gone. Because of you two idiots." He mutters angrily.
"The name is Hayley Marshall, if you are interested." Elijah says with a smile. "And I've put you up for one of her classes." Kol adds with a smirk making Klaus stare at him.
"What did you do?" he asks again in a quiet voice as Kol backs up with his hands raised in defense. "I put your name in for the Literature class. She attends it."
"You stalked her?" Klaus growls even though he is touched by Kol's actions.
"It only seemed fair that I help you out as you helped me, brother." Kol smirked before leaving him with a paper in his hand. "Good luck, Niklaus." Elijah places a hand on his shoulder before following Kol's steps. A smile plays on his lips as he looks at the paper with schedule for the class.
She is startled when she walks in the 11 am class to find him perched on the desk beside her. He smiles a little when their eyes meet and she wonders why so suddenly he seemed so familiar. Almost as if she had known him forever. She takes her place beside him and turns back to him with a smile making his heart skip a beat.
"Hayley Marshall," she extends a hand and he grasps it in a second.
"Klaus Mikaelson."
"And I'm Freya. Freya Mikaelson." A young girl takes a seat beside her suddenly, interrupting them. He let's out a sound of annoyance and she turns to look at the girl.
"I'm the sister." The blonde girl repeats. She certainly looks like him, Hayley thinks. "We are new. Would you like to go to Lucien's party tonight with Nik? I'm going with Lucien and Kol's got Davina." The girl goes on and her heart races.
"Freya!" He suddenly exclaims and the blonde shuts up abruptly. "Fine. Ask her yourself. You've wanted to." She says in a grumpy voice before searching her bag for something.
Hayley turns to him wondering if he would ask.
"Hayley Marshall, would you like to go out with me tonight? It doesn't necessarily have to be Lucien's party, if you don't want to go there." He says with his eyes fixed on hers.
"Yes. I'd love to." She smiles as Freya huffs from her other side.
"He likes the color red." Freya can't help it and Klaus again yells her name but she merely smirks at him and reads Shakespeare. "Please don't mind her. She's the eldest but also a baby." He says with a growl.
"Its fine." Hayley says interested in the siblings.
He walks her out when the class is over and she thinks he is a gentleman from an era long gone. Freya chatters beside her excitedly as she notices that she takes many of classes with the brunette her brother fancies.
Despite herself she wears red and meets him on the road leading to Lucien's home as agreed. He brings her lilies and she wonders how he knows that they are her favorite. He ushers her into the loud room filled with rowdy teenagers and almost half the college by placing a hand under her elbow. She spots Freya with Lucien who seems to be murmuring sweet nothings in her ears, making her blush.
"Drink?" He asks, leading towards the bar.
"Something mild. I have to study tomorrow." She explains at his raised eyebrow.
They dance, taking the floor with Elijah and Gia, a younger student.
Then they talk. A lot about everything. She asks where he is from. And he spins a tale of a city that seemed alive with art and music and people who never slept. He is a gentleman at all times, steering her clear of drunks and rogues, his arm around her waist. He talks about a place with a heart and culture. She asks why they had left.
He doesn't answer for moment as he looks into her eyes as if noticing for the first time that they brown with flecks of green dancing around. His eyes lower as she repeats her question.
"It was a family decision. Freya and Kol wanted to be here. Elijah and I cannot let them be away so long alone." He says, looking anywhere but at her. She knows he is lying but doesn't press it.
"I'm glad you came," she says, biting her lower lip just a little and he groans low in his throat. She bats her eyelashes flirtatiously at him and before she could take a breath, Hayley finds herself against a wall in a corridor she is sure is deserted. His lips claim hers in a searing kiss and she finally feels at home. As if it was something she had been born to do.
As she kisses him, she finds out many things about him. The eyes weren't blue. They were blue flecked with green. And the hair dirty blonde, she thinks running fingers through them. He certainly isn't the gentleman as he traps her between the wall and himself, laying little nips against her neck.
"I have this feeling that I know you." She says when the feeling suddenly takes over again with his lips tracing her collarbone. He stills before resuming on her jaw.
"I can say the same thing." He says huskily.
"I said it first." She laughs and he too flashes his teeth.
"Would you like to come? With me?" He asks, hope in his eyes. And she wonders what exactly he is asking for.
"Tonight? Your place?" She whispers in his ear.
"Not just tonight. Would you like to go to New Orleans with me? I can take you places you've never been to," he says, eyes ablaze.
"You're quite tempting," she says pulling his head down again for a kiss while her heart races with anticipation.
Let me know if I should write more. Prompts are welcome too!