This is going to be one interesting Saturday evening for our three couples. And here is the Elejah I promised!
"You were surprised that I put your painting up?" Caroline exclaimed. She and Klaus were eating at the restaurant and the conversation hadn't stopped once. It surprised them both how comfortable they felt around each other.
"Well I was uncertain about how you felt about me. I thought you might be yelling at me the next day 'you and your romantic drawings can leave me alone.'" Klaus said quoting her from the talk they'd had a couple months ago.
Caroline smiled remembering. "Things are a lot different now."
"Because you are no longer with Tyler?"
Caroline nodded. "That and I've finally accepted my feelings for you."
Klaus locked his gaze with Caroline's. They stared at each other for a long time. There was so much they communicated just by looking at each other. They had a connection with their eyes like no one else had.
Klaus beamed and took Caroline's hand. "I am glad to hear you say that, love."
He leaned in and the two of them kissed softly.
Klaus chuckled when they pulled apart. "Now I just wish you would accept my suggestion of us going to Prom together."
"You know that's the fourth time you've asked me to Prom."
Klaus laughed. "What can I say? I'm persistent."
Caroline smiled for a moment before it fell from her face. "I don't think I'm ready to take us public just yet."
"Why not? What have we got to lose?" Klaus asked.
Caroline looked up at him. "Elena and Bonnie for one. They aren't going to take this well. Not with everything you've done. I've been lying to them too." She said sadly.
"Oh, I'm sure they've got secrets of their own." He said thinking of Elena and Elijah and Kol and Bonnie.
Caroline titled her head, confused. "What do you mean?"
"Nothing." KLaus said quickly. "Now eat up. You're dinners getting cold." He went back to his own dinner.
Caroline's eyes narrowed suspiciously but she decided to let it go.
Kol drove up to Bonnie's house and stopped outside. He looked out at it, noting that her car was in the driveway.
He smiled. Bonnie was home.
Kol got out of the car and walked up to the house. He knocked on the door firmly.
Bonnie looked up when she heard the knock. Who could that be at this hour? She came out of her bedroom and walked over to the door. She opened it slowly. Her eyes widened as she took in Kol, standing on her porch.
"What are you-" She began but Kol interrupted her.
"Good evening Bonnie. Or not such a good evening as I would have it. You left me waiting at that restaurant. I didn't take that very well."
Bonnie's eyes flicked around, astonished. "I well, I don't-" She stuttered.
"So I figured, I'd come and we'd have our date here. Does that sound good to you?"
Bonnie stared at him, speechless. Her mouth moved but was unable to form words.
He just didn't give up did he!
Elena sat on her couch, waiting. She was nervous.
Why was she nervous? It was Elijah! There was nothing to be worried about, right?
Her eyes flicked to the clock every couple of seconds. She got up and straightened the cushions on the couch for the third time, wanting everything to be perfect.
10 minutes later there was a knock on the door and Elena ran to get it.
She flung it open and smiled. Standing in front of her was Elijah, in his ever present suit and a smile on his face.
"Good Evening Elena." He said.
"Elijah. Thank you so much for coming." Elena said and moved to allow him into the house.
He stepped inside and Elena nervously led him into the living room.
She indicated the couch and he sat down.
"Can I get you anything? To eat? To drink?" Elena asked.
Elijah smiled. "No, thank you. I'm fine."
Elena nodded quickly. "Ok. That's good." She was standing awkwardly as though not knowing what to do with herself.
"Elena, are you ok?" Elijah asked.
Elena looked at him and she shook her head with exaggeration. "Nope, I'm fine." She sat down on the same couch as Elijah.
"Are you sure? You seem very anxious."
Elena sighed and let her act go. "I guess I'm a little nervous."
"There's no need to be. I'm not going to judge you or make fun of you." He said genuinely.
Elena smiled. "That's exactly why I like talking to you." They gazed at each other for a moment before Elena broke it, still nervous.
"How have you been feeling since we last talked?" Elijah asked a moment later.
"Better. Talking to you has really helped. I'm feeling a lot more positive than I was."
"That's good. I'm pleased you aren't as unhappy as when I first spoke to you. I was alarmed when you wished that you had died when Matt drove you over the bridge."
"Well, that was before I had you in my life." Elena replied slowly, taking in his reaction carefully.
There was flicker of emotion on his face, shock maybe? He quickly covered it with a mask of calm.
"I'm glad I could help you, Elena." He spoke with absolute sincerity in his voice. "Our friendship means a great deal to me."
Elena stared at him in wonder. She felt that thing in her chest again. A great emotion as she looked at him. She couldn't place what it was, but she never wanted it to go away.
Elijah could see all of this and unexpectedly stood up.
"Do you mind if I use the bathroom?" He said shortly. Confused, Elena pointed and Elijah walked off rapidly in that direction. Elena leant back against the couch.
Why did he keep doing that? Walking away, saying no to talk and then changing his mind? Telling her that her friendship meant a lot and then hastily walking off? What was going on in his head?
Elijah was asking himself similar questions in the bathroom. What was he doing? Telling her that he valued her friendship? He was supposed to be keeping his distance from Elena. Why couldn't he just sit there and listen to her, give her some mundane advice and then leave and not think about it ever again?
He looked at his reflection in the mirror. He knew why he couldn't do that, why he couldn't stop thinking about it, about her.
His fist curled into a ball on the hand basin. He was in love with Elena. He loved her and it was wrong.
But he couldn't keep away from her, like he should. What he was doing was wrong. But he couldn't stay away.
Though, he mustn't lose himself around her. It couldn't be allowed to happen. He and Elena could never be allowed to happen. He would be her friend, like he had said once before.
Only her friend. And nothing more.
Elijah took a deep breath and walked back out to the living room. He walked more cautiously than before, as though thinking hard about every move he made. He sat back down slowly, further away from Elena this time.
Elena noticed his formality and she frowned.
"What is going on Elijah? Every time you seem to open up about something you walk away, as though you've said too much."
Elijah said nothing and refused to meet her gaze. Knowing he would lose everything if he looked into her eyes. The eyes that he wanted nothing more than to stare into forever.
Elena scooted closer to Elijah. "Please tell me what's bothering you?" Elena asked.
He remained silent but Elena could see the struggle on his face.
Slowly and deliberately. Elena placed her hand on Elijah's.
His eyes widened and he looked down at their hands. Elijah's eyes moved to Elena's before he could stop himself. Elena saw the raw and utter emotion in his eyes.
The emotion for her.
Something fell into place within Elena and before either of them could respond, the door of the house opened. Stefan and Damon walked into the house.
"Did you miss us Elena?" Damon said flirtatiously. That's when the two of them came around the corner and saw them sitting on the couch, Elena's hand holding onto Elijah's. Elena took her hand away, stunned.
"What the hell is going on here?" Damon said loudly. Stefan looked from Elena to Elijah, his mouth wide open with confusion.
Elijah stood up from the couch quickly. "I'll just be going." He choked out and with vampire speed ran from the house. Elena stood up too.
"I said, what is going on here?" Damon yelled, his eyes flaring with fury as he looked at Elena.
"Nothing." Elena stammered.
"It didn't look like nothing." Stefan said, a trace of anger in his voice. He was trying to hide his emotions but they showed through.
"Elijah and I were talking." Elena said defensively.
"Some conversation it must have been. You could cut the tension in the room with a knife!" Damon exclaimed.
Suddenly, Stefan put all of the pieces together.
"You have feelings for Elijah." He said. It wasn't a question.
Elena eyes flared. "What are you saying?!"
"I'm saying there's something going on between you and Elijah."
Elena paused and collected herself. "What if there is? That wouldn't mean you were allowed to question it."
"Elena, you're with me. Or both of us. Or something like that. How could you possibly have feelings for Elijah!?" Damon shrieked.
Elena's head snapped up, tears of anger forming in her eyes.
"We aren't together anymore. I've had enough of both of you. I am not some toy to be fought over. You've treated me horribly. Never caring how I've felt. Making me choose between the two of you. Now, I've chosen neither of you." Elena pushed them towards the front door, a look of so much passion on her face.
"Get out."
Elena slammed the door in their faces. She leant against the door, and a sense of relief flooded within her. She'd done it! She was finally free!
Elena smiled relishing in the feeling of it. She couldn't wait to tell Elijah. Elena froze.
Elijah! She had feelings for Elijah! And she was pretty sure he felt the same way. Elena laughed with happiness.
As soon as possible she was going to go to Elijah and make her feelings known.
