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A/N: So this story is going to be a lotttt longer than "The Mistake. As I'm typing this in word, it is already 20 pages and "The Mistake" was only 21 total. So, I hope y'all are ready for the ride :) Also, I wasn't going to split this chapter up but I still have a while to go with it and wanted to post it. Please feed my muse by reviewing! Reviews = chocolate (her favorite!)
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CHAPTER SEVEN:
Elena sat down on the bench next to her bedroom window and placed her journal in her lap as she began to write.
Dear Diary,
I am about to write something I never even thought was possible. Or that.. I would even want to be possible. But, here I am. Tomorrow is my three month anniversary with Damon. Yeah, I know right! I can't believe it either. I used to think Damon was a complete jack ass that only cared about himself and couldn't be serious to save his... undead life. Now I know all those things are definitely true (laughs) except when it comes to me.
So, yeah, tomorrow. Three months. He hasn't said anything to me which I know would make some girls worried and they'd begin to freak out, but I'm not. I know, pretty much for a fact, that Damon has something completely outlandish and totally... Damon-ish planned for tomorrow. After our first date, I can't even fathom what he could think of next.
To be completely truthful (you won't tell, right?) that's one thing that worries me. I never thought I would fall in love with him but I did. But he's adventurous and carefree and loves to have fun. What happens when he becomes bored with me? I'm not that adventurous or fun anymore, even though he has pulled that out in me a little. It's silly. I don't even know why I wrote that.
Okay, well it's after eleven so I'm going to go take a shower, get ready for bed, and then go to sleep. I no doubt have a big day tomorrow so I'd better be ready. Knowing Damon, he'll probably just show up in my bedroom at 6am expecting me to be up and ready to go. Vampires.
Love,
Elena.
Elena closed her journal and laid it on the nightstand, no longer having to worry about her brother, or anyone for that matter, in her house reading it. Depressed at the thought, she jumped in the shower to wash them away. An hour later, she was fast asleep.
The next thing she knew, Elena could feel smooth lips touch her own. Still feeling exhausted, she opened her eyes, squinting to find the numbers on her clock. 6:03. Damn, she knew him too well.
"Go away, Damon, I'm sleeping."
"Oh come on Elena, it's our anniversary. Get up."
"Not going to happen," she mutters.
"Fine then," he grumbles and begins to walk away. Elena reaches out lazily and grabs his hand.
"No, stay."
"You said you wanted me to go."
She pats the bed, motioning for him to come lay next to her.
Satisfied that she didn't have to get up at 6am, she wraps her arms around his waist pulling him closer to her. She inhales the scent that is purely him before falling back asleep.
When Elena woke again, sun was shining clearly through her large window and the clock read 10:00. "Much better," she thought.
Moving slowly, Elena noticed Damon was still sleeping and decided to have a little fun. Crawling lightly on top of him, she runs her fingers underneath his black t-shirt and lifts it up before replacing her fingers with her lips. Alternating between kissing and licking circles on his chest, she feels him begin to harden and smiles. As she reaches his lips, she pecks them once before he opens his eyes.
"Are you trying to take advantage of me, Elena?"
"Mmm.. maybe," she replies while lifting his shirt above his head.
"This is most definitely the proper way of waking up."
"Shut up Damon," she requests before kissing him passionately, nipping at his lips every so often.
Mid make out, Elena is still on top of Damon, topless, her fingers running through his hair, when the doorbell rings. She ignores it.
"Elena? The doorbell just rang."
"Who cares? They'll go away."
"You should probably answer the door, kitten."
She groans and rolls back over to her back, feeling extremely unsatisfied. There better be someone with a huge check standing on her front porch.
At Damon's encouraging, she finally put on a t-shirt and went downstairs. Upon opening the door, she found there was no big check, but there were at least six dozes red roses and a huge bear in the center holding a heart that read "I love you."
"See, I tolddd you to open the door."
"Damon Salvatore, I can't believe you. There's got to be at least seventy-two roses here."
"Actually, there's 120."
"120 Roses. Wow."
"Well, any more and the bear wouldn't have fit."
She laughs. "Of course not."
"Happy three month anniversary, Elena. I love you."
"I love you too Damon."
He closes the distance between them and kisses her.
"Damon? What are we going to do with all those roses?"
"I'll bring them inside. Put them in vases. I'll do it now."
"Nuh uh," she replies, kissing him again, this time pushing him from the front door, through the foyer, into the living room, before pushing him onto the couch.
Taking control, he flips her onto her back and resumes kissing her, this time running his fingers underneath her top. She moans lightly as he pinches each of her nipples and removes his lips from hers to kiss her neck.
An hour later, the house had a dozen roses in nearly every room. The bear was sitting on top of her bed where he would live during the day. It took up all the space.
"What are we doing today, Damon?"
"I am glad you asked, Elena. I'm not going to tell you, but I'm still glad you asked. Go upstairs and get ready then we're leaving."
"What should I wear? Do I need to bring anything?"
"Wear whatever you want. Casual is fine. It's probably best actually, we are about to be driving for a little while."
"Okay," she answers, heading upstairs to get ready to go. She was curious about what they were going to do. Drive for a while? Where was he taking her?
