Chapter 4:
„Where is your luggage? Of course, I'm going to carry it to the inside of the house for you-"
„STOP! Stop it!", Caroline screems, not caring about Elijah, who makes his way into the house after looking at her with wide opened eyes of shock,or anyone else who might be in the house,"let me be! How dare are you to just appear in front of me, and talk to me with this stupid flirty voice, just as nothing ever happened? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, KLAUS?"
Her head might've gone really red because Klaus looks at her, all calm, and just like that, he starts laughing: „Love, you should calm down before you explode! Come on, enough with the past and let me help you to move into the house."
„Move into the house? Are you out of your mind? Elijah told me that it's been hard but it must've hit you more than I thought"
And out of nowhere, Klaus pushs Caroline against the next tree he can find, his face inches away from hers; she can feel the air coming out of his mouth streaming against her cheek as he whispers into her ear, with a lot of control to not freak out at all: „What the bloody hell did my big brother tell you even before I could have done it."
It was supposed to be a question but somehow it wasn't at last. Klaus pushs Care even harder against the tree and, therefor, himself at her; damn, this man.
Out of breath, Caroline manages to say: „Would you be so kind to…", aware of the choice of her words, „…to step back before I snap your neck." It was hard for her to say it because at the end of the day, she doesn't want to hurt him (it wouldn't kill him, eitherway).
She can feel, by the waves of air crushing against her cheek again, that he's laughing, and he steps back two big steps, before he looks at her again, straight in the eyes.
„It's good to see you, love. I missed you challenging me. It was…weird to not have you around me. But just for you to know," he deepens the look he gives her, „I never stopped thinking about you, in case you've been wondering."
NO, I WASN'T WONDERING BECAUSE YOU LEAVING MYSTIC FALLS WAS THE BEST THING THAT COULD'VE EVER HAPPENED TO ME! That's what Caroline wanted to scream but the sudden change of his smile, the whole situation, takes that much energy from the poor girl that she can just stand there and look at him: compared to his brother, Klaus looks tired, exhausted, out of his mind. Eventhough he keeps smiling at her, and everyone who doesn't know him would think that he's perfectly fine, but Caroline does know him and she does realize that Klaus is not doing good at all.
„What's wrong with you?", she manages to say.
For the first moment, it looks like this question throws him even more out of his normally controlled self but then he just answers: „Nothing, sweetheart. I just missed you, like I said."
…"Klaus,please, tell me what it is…" His expression suddenly changes as Caroline takes two steps up to him and longs for his right hand.
„It's okay to not be okay, Klaus. You can tell me what it is…I…I will do my best to help you, I promise."
She hated herself to fall for him; again. Because by now, she knows right that she cares way too much for him; and the fact, that she forgot all the anger about him and is now standing so close to him, that her Mom would actually take out her gun, makes her even more aware of that.
Klaus stops smiling and looks down. What is wrong with him? Why can't he just tell me what it is and everything would be ok? THIS MAN.
She slowly raises her second hand and pulls up his head so that he has to look into her eyes. Making another step towards him, getting even closer, she whispers: „What is it, Klaus?"
He takes his left hand, because his right one is all in hers, and touches her face carefully, like he's afraid to hurt her. As he starts looking into her eyes, tears are haning in his beautiful eyes:
„I'm so happy that you're here, love."
I hope those oft he one or two people reading this liked this chapter. I know that it's mostly bla-bla but the next chapters will be a bit more Klaroline, I guess.
I've already written 10 chapters (I started writing yesterday, so GOOD work, Klara)…I don't know how many more I'll write. Shall I , though?
Leave me a message, I'd love to hear my one or two readers opinion :)
P.S. the title of this little story's inspired (or copied) from Ellie Goulding's „I know you care". A song that's truly amazing and means a lot to me, though. Listen to it, it's so beautiful!