Chapter 3
"So you went on a crappy date last night?" Stefan asked as the waiter brought them their food.
"Yeah. It was kind of awful," said Elena, twirling some pasta onto her fork.
"So you called me," he stated slowly, trying to hide his excitement that Damon's plan worked.
"Yeah. Because as crappy as last night was, it was still a lot of fun, and I know you still consider us exclusive," she said, looking up at him.
"Uh-huh," Stefan said.
"And that date just really opened my eyes up to how few guys I've dated. That I haven't really had fun. And I want to have fun before getting into something serious."
"So you don't want to be with me?" he frowned.
"Not right now. See, you are a great guy, but I just need to get out there more."
"Oh, so I'm the right guy, just not right now?" he said.
"Exactly! But I don't mean that in a cruel way, just it's how I feel," she shrugged.
"Right, I understand," he said, short of breath.
She looked at him for a moment before gathering her things and laying down some money for her meal. "I should go, I have to get back to work, and You look like you could use some space," she said standing.
He put his hand up to wave, but put it back down, making a face, as she put her hand on his shoulder as she walked past him. He turned around a few seconds later to make sure she was out of the restaurant before slamming a fist on the table. "Damn it!"
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"Your brother asked me out," Bonnie said as Elena sat down behind her desk.
"What?" she blinked. "Oh, well, on second thought, that's not really a surprise.
"What? It is to me! And I mean, I told him I'd think about it. I'm not really sure I'm ready for that kind of dating, you know?"
Elena nodded. "He wants to be serious, and you're not sure you're ready. I just told that to Stefan," she said, nodding at the brooding man who just walked into the building.
Bonnie looked apologetically at her friend. "It's just that I still miss Ty, ya know? I know I didn't get to see him much, but every night I would lay in bed and think about him while he was overseas, and I still do. Just now I know he's not coming home. And I'm not ready to get that close to someone right now. I'm afraid of losing him."
"It's fine, and you know if you told Jeremy that he'd completely understand. He's not that dense," Elena smiled.
"I suppose not. And I want to date. But like, a test date, you know? So I can see if I'm okay with being away from the baby for more than an hour."
"Try that. I'm sure you'll be fine. Just don't tell Jer."
The girls continued talking for a few more minutes before getting back to work.
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"You failed me, Damon," Stefan said into the phone.
"What?" Damon asked. "No, my plans are fail proof."
"No. She told me she wants to date other people. But it's okay, because I'm getting you another chance right now," he said, peeking out of the break room to Elena's desk, where a bouquet of roses was being delivered.
"What did you do, Stefan?" Damon asked suspiciously, turning from his desk to the nearby window.
"I'm fixing things. So you can go out with her again. So you can be an ass. So she'll realize that she loves me, and that we're meant to be together."
"You know you're insane, right?" Damon asked monotonously. "But I have to go. I have to go lecture the interns. Give them some writing tips." He hung up on his brother, ran a hand over his face, and left his office.
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Elena smiled at the delivery boy who brought her the roses and thanked him as she handed him a tip. "Thank you."
"Who are they from?" Bonnie asked.
"I don't know," she said, setting the vase on her desk.
"Oohh, Elena got flowers," Rose said as she walked to her desk across the room to talk to a customer.
"They're from…Oh wow," she rolled her eyes upon seeing the card and picked up the phone on her desk and dialed the number. "Hello, yes, this is Elena Gilbert. Can I please talk to one of your writers? Yes. His name is Damon Salvatore."
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"Mr. Salvatore, you have a call on line three, shall I tell her to call back?"
"No, Andie, just patch her through," Damon said to the secretary, and looked at the interns. "This will teach you how to deal with perspective interviewees. Or adoring fans. They call all the time," he smirked, and pressed the speaker button on the phone in front of him. "This is Damon Salvatore."
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"You're an asshole," Elena said, looking at the card.
"I apologize, Miss. What can I do to make it up for you? I can talk to one of the proofreaders if you like, I'm sure whatever you read was just a misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding? You have some nerve. Apologizing, then asking me out again."
"Um, there must be some miscommunication here," he said, looking at the interns, then at his friend Klaus in the back, whom he was potentially going to help out, and shrugged.
"Miscommunication? You took me on a date, and acted like a complete asshole, for who know what reason, which I thought, 'Maybe he's secretly just scared, but what the hell? I'll give him a chance. Maybe have some fun when he takes me home.' Lord knows I deserve that. But you didn't do anything. You just dropped me off. Blew off my offer for sex!" Elena shouted back at him, unknowingly causing everyone in her office to look at her.
"Elena?" Damon asked, understanding finally dawning on him. "Listen, I didn't come up, because I didn't want to sleep with you. There. I said it. I regret nothing."
"You didn't want to? Yeah right, I saw you sitting outside. You so wanted to come inside. Give me a good reason."
"I didn't want to rush things?" he said weakly, while the interns all laughed, and Klaus smiled.
"Bull! It was just one night, because you and I both know that there was no seeing me again after how you acted."
"Maybe your boobs are too small for my liking," Damon shrugged.
"I'm sure you're so picky about breast size, Asshole!" she said dryly.
"You're right, I'm sorry. Let's go out again. Give me another chance. I'll come inside this time."
"No. We aren't going out. You're coming over. Tonight. My place. Eight," she said, narrowed eyes.
"Fine, but don't feel back when I'm not there when you wake up in the morning."
She laughed shortly. "Don't feel bad when I'm the one who isn't there in the morning. You forget I run. I have stamina. You'll be the one sleeping in late."
The interns all gasped, impressed, as they heard the dial tone of Elena hanging up, and Klaus stood, clapping his hands. "You are so hired!"
Damon smirked and pressed 'End' on the phone before standing back up to talk to the interns about the paper.
Disclaimer: I own nothing related to My Best Friend's Girl or The Vampire Diaries.
Well...Sorry it was slow coming, but I've been busy lately. I just had a birthday, and the computer was being mean for a bit, but it's back to normal again. And sorry this one is a bit shorter than the other chapters.
Klaus even has a place here too, see? :D Because I know we're all supposed to hate him...but he's grown on me. And this is slowly becoming less like the story in places. But I haven't seen the movie in a while. But I'm trying...Anyways, I hope you liked this chapter! Review if ya like. Though honestly, reviews do give me more motivation to carry on with the story. But you don't have to. I feel bad even mentioning it :P
