AN: Hello my lovely readers! Thank you so much for the reviews/faves/alerting of this story! I am glad you liked the last chapter and will do my best to make you love this one. For those of you who don't know I write my chapters as I go meaning I am as clueless as you are about what is going to happen next lol so each chapter is as much a surprise to you as it is to me =) Also the lovely lillycullensalvatore96 made me a banner for my story letters to damon which i have posted a link to as well as used it for my avatar.i have also posted her link in case you want her to make you one so you can contact her. well enjoy!
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Bonnie had never been one for school dances, and only ever went to them because she was always nominated for the crown at each one.
This dance, however, she was dreading even more.
She didn't think she could handle another fight between Damon and Matt.
One was enough and they had been very lucky that they hadn't gotten in trouble for that.
"Any sign of Mrs. Hanley?" She asked Damon once they entered the gym.
Loud music pulsated through the gym making hearing almost impossible.
People were strewn out all over the 'dance floor' aka basketball court, swaying to the beat of whatever tasteless music was pumping from the speakers.
The gym was so packed that Bonnie wondered if they would ever find Mrs. Hanley, especially since her short stature made it nearly impossible to see beyond the dancing students.
"No… I don- oh wait she's over there by the stage talking to Mr. Johnson." Damon answered.
"Guess we better go make ourselves seen then."
She followed closely behind him as he made his way through the sea of dancers.
Once they were in sight of Mrs. Hanley Damon stopped abruptly causing Bonnie to walk straight into him.
Damon's lithe arms caught her effortlessly as he helped her to regain her balance.
"Guess it's show time." He whispered at her ear, just as a slower tune began to play.
She tentatively laced her arms around the nape of his neck, as he laced his around her tiny waist.
She tried not to blush at the intimacy and closeness of their bodies as Damon began to lead the dance.
It was odd that she could feel so comfortable in his arms, almost as if they were made just for her, especially since she and Damon didn't have particularly a good past together.
In fact she had once thought of him as her enemy, her personal antagonist.
Always doing something to get on her last nerve, and she knew that he had loved to get a rise out of her.
Her anger used to amuse him.
What had changed?
What had changed in such a short amount of time, when she had barely been able to tolerate him only weeks ago?
She looked up at him to find that he was staring down at her with such an intense expression on his normally smirking face.
He wasn't looking at her in amusement as he had so many times before.
His expression looked almost pained even, as he looked at her as if she was the only one in the room.
It was as if he wanted, no, needed to tell her something, and she could almost see the internal war she knew was going on inside of his head.
"Bonnie I-"His tone was so full of emotion, and she was sure whatever he was about to say would change the world as she knew it.
Only he never had a chance to say it, because at that moment Matt tapped him on the shoulder.
Bonnie felt Damon tense up as he turned to face Matt.
"May I cut in?" Matt asked.
Damon reluctantly agreed and Bonnie was now in Matt's arms as he led her in another slow song.
Bonnie could feel that those onyx eyes were watching them even if she couldn't see him.
She looked up into the clear blue ones that were now in her view.
Though she had had a crush on Matt Honeycutt, and had often thought of what it would be like to dance in his arms, it just wasn't right.
It wasn't the same as when she danced with Damon.
"Bonnie, I really like you. I have for a while now, and I was wondering if you would be my girl?" Matt's voice broke her out of her thoughts.
"Huh?" She asked stupidly.
"I asked if you would be my girl." He repeated.
Weeks ago she would have said yes, and been overjoyed by him asking her this.
Instead this night his question only brought her sadness.
She was a different person now, and she knew her answer would disappoint him.
"I'm sorry Matt, I-I can't."
She flinched at the hurt in his eyes.
That hurt quickly left replaced by a hard look of anger.
"It's because of him isn't it?" He spat.
Her silence was an answer in itself.
"Go ahead be with him, but mark my words, when he hurts you, and he will hurt you, I will be there to put you back together."
He walked away from her bumping into Damon's shoulder as he passed him.
Her eyes watered blurring her vision as she stood in the middle of the dance floor.
Damon was at her side in an instant, wiping the now falling tears with the pads of his thumbs.
"Are you alright?"He asked.
"I think I just want to go home." She sniffled.
He nodded and draped an arm around her as he led her out of the crowded gym.
Mrs. Hanley had seen them anyways, so there was no reason to stay.
Though he hadn't heard the conversation between Matt and Bonnie, he would have had to have been an idiot not to recognize that kind of rejection when he saw it.
The selfish part of him relished in the fact that Bonnie had rejected Matt, however he also felt a tiny bit of sympathy for the blonde.
Had Matt not interrupted him, it could have been him that was rejected.
He had been about to confess his own feelings for the fiery red head when that nuisance tapped him on the shoulder.
It had taken every fiber in his being not to punch the blonde right then and there, but he knew that Bonnie wouldn't have liked that.
That was the thing about Bonnie, she never asked him to be someone he was not, yet he found himself wanting to be a better person for her.
Sure they had had their share of differences in the past, and to be honest it had been all his fault from the start, but truth of the matter was that his shenanigans had never failed to get her attention.
Sure she may have hated him in the past, but Damon knew that hate was a passionate emotion that wasn't too far off from love.
He made her passionately hate him, and now he could feel the shift of that passion into something gentler as they spent more time together as of late.
He looked over at the girl who had held his interest for so many years now, ever since kindergarten, when he had stolen her hair clip to get her attention. (Read k through 12 a Bamon story to read more of this incident)
Like all those years ago, her big brown eyes were glistening from tears, her thick lashes damp and darkened.
She was absolutely mesmerizing no matter what emotion she was displaying.
He loved the way her cheeks colored when she was angered or just merely being bashful.
The way her fiery spirit matched the color of her scarlet curls, and the way she fought with passion for what she believed in.
He loved all of this and more.
Story short, he loved her, Bonnie McCullough, and though he always went to drastic measures which weren't so pleasant, it was all to get her attention.
For her to notice him.
He would tell her all of this soon, but not tonight.
Not when she had just rejected Matt and whatever he had said to her seemed to have upset her.
For now he would be her crutch, her shoulder to cry on if need be.
For now he would just be there for her.
Maybe tomorrow he would confess his true feelings for her.
After all, tomorrow is another day.
Matt Honeycutt was hurt, angry, and his pride was wounded.
The thing about Matt though, was that all of these emotions only made him more determined than ever.
He was never one to give up so soon.
He would make Bonnie his and he would go down trying if he had to, he would not give Damon the satisfaction of having her.
She was his, and before Damon had forced his way into her life, their relationship had been headed down the right path.
It disgusted him that she had rejected him for Damon, and he knew that as long as she had feelings for Damon he didn't have a shot of getting her.
So he would make sure that Damon was out of the picture.
He was going to kill him.
No, not physically murder him, I mean come on, Matt might be a lot of things but he is no murderer.
He was going to kill Damon's image for Bonnie, and he knew just the person to help him.
He walked up the wooden steps of the Gilbert residence and knocked on the door.
After a moment the door opened revealing just the girl he wanted to see.
"Hello Katherine." He smirked.
*****Cue dramatic music Now! lol*****
AN: so I hope you liked this chapter, and if you haven't read the accompanying story k-12 a Bamon story I would do so because it will have stuff from it mentioned in here that you might get confused on otherwise. I am sorry to have stopped it at this point. I could have kept going but I thought that was a good place to stop lol. So we finally get a look at Damons mind, and get to see a more soft and vulnerable side to him. Like a couple of you have guessed, yes Damon always picked on her because he liked her =) And what is up with Matt? I guess we will see next chapter… Well R/R and tell me your thoughts =)