First of all let me apologize to the few readers I had for being such a crap updater! My names Amanda and you would think procrastination was my best friend. So to try and make up for it I'll be posting chapter 5 either tonight or tomorrow. I know my chapters are short but I have a really hard time deciding how to end them yet knowing where I want to take the story and breaking off and moving on to the next chapter always feels like the answer for me, so that's the plan and without further ado…
Elena awoke to the sound of soft thunder in the distance, and the relentless pouring rain. It all brought back the memory of the night before and Elena couldn't help but bite back a blush as she rolled over into the pillows.
It was then that she noticed Damon's absence.
Though it would have been a dream to stay in bed all day, it really wasn't all that romantic without her handsome vampire to cuddle up next to; her vampire, she thought. Damon was hers now, and she was his. Once the realization of their new situation dawned on her, Elena could practically feel the weight of all the months she'd spent fighting her feelings just lift right off of her chest in one deep breath. In this moment she would not allow herself think about Stefan (or Alaric for that matter), all of that would come in due time, right now she only wanted to be back in Damon's arms.
Elena hopped out of bed and found to her surprise; her clothes dried and folded neatly on a chair across the room. Elena smiled at Damon's thoughtfulness and dressed quickly, more eager than ever to find him.
She soon discovered however that he was nowhere to be found. Not in the shower, not in the library, not even sipping from his usual tumbler of bourbon down stairs.
With a disappointed pout Elena was just reaching for her phone when she heard the distinct sound of the Camaro coming up the drive. And suddenly the nerves were back, a flood of butterflies hitting her as she made her way to the door; everything had changed in the blink of an eye and though she didn't regret it for a second, at the moment Elena was floundering for words. How did one bring up casual conversation after a night like… well THAT!? It wasn't even the sex she was thinking of it was all that had been left unsaid in her oh so brilliant and passionate declaration of love There was a reality to accept, where friends and family had to be considered, was Damon her boyfriend now? Once she saw Stefan again would there be guilt? How did you go about telling the man you had once loved so passionately that he wasn't your soul mate after all?
At this point Elena was nearly crying in frustration, "what happened to NOT thinking about Stefan" she asked herself as she opened the door. Damon was standing there two armfuls of groceries and his mouth set in a surprised "O" that faded to his signature smirk. "I was counting on you sleeping in", he said, and then after a pause added, "waffles? Or Pancakes?"
Thoughts? Ok to make things clear this started off as a one shot in which Elena revealed her feelings for Damon in one epic moment (chapter 1) but I felt the pull to continue it so I'm kinda flying by the seat of my pants with this story, just making it up as I go along. Don't worry I write ONLY happy Delena endings, and even some lemons if they get requested enough ;) the story will then be rated M of course.