Chapter 10

When lies become the truth

That's when I run to you.

This world keeps spinning faster

To a new disaster

So I run to you

I run to you

When it all starts coming undone

Baby you're the only one I run to

I run to you.

Lady Antebellum – Run To You

For the second time in twenty-four hours, Damon carried a sleeping Elena up to a hotel room. They had driven for hours and when she had fallen asleep, Damon had stopped at the nearest town for the night.

His mind was reeling from the events of the last couple of days. He had everything he had never thought he would have. Elena. She was his, really his, he could kiss her and hold her, and wipe away her tears.

He didn't have to stand by and watch while Stefan comforted her, he wasn't the one on the sidelines watching as she ran into his brothers' arms anymore. He was the one she would run to. And he would always be there, he promised himself that. Whatever happened, he would always be there.

Elena opened her eyes and looked around, she was in a hotel room.

"Damon?" She called.

Receiving no reply she noticed a note on the pillow next to her.

Gone to get breakfast – D

She smiled and got dressed.

When Damon came in she was writing in her diary, quickly filling in the past few days.

"Hey sleepyhead." He said.

He smirked at her and handed her a paper bag.

"Thank you." She got up and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him. He smiled against her lips.

"Mm, I could get used to this." He said softly.

She grinned.

"Well you better, because I'm not going anywhere."

He kissed her again, the amount of intensity and devotion in their touch blew her away. She dropped the bag and wrapped her arms around his neck. His hands dropped to her waist, drawing her closer.

His lips moved from her mouth and touched her cheek, he pressed hot kisses down her neck, she arched into him and he walked her backwards until her knees hit the bed. She lay back and not breaking the kiss, he hovered over her.

She ran her hands along his chest, and began to undo the buttons of his shirt. When she was done he shrugged it off and tossed it on the floor. She pulled his mouth back to hers and lost herself in the kiss. Memorizing his every touch, sound and scent, loving that he was hers.

She pulled away from him and yanked her top over her head, letting it join his on the floor. His hands caressed the soft skin of her stomach and moved across her ribs. He kissed her neck and then her collarbone, moving still lower until he kissed the dip between her breasts.

She groaned and pulled him still closer to her, her hands reaching down to his zipper. He kicked his jeans off and helped her out of hers.

"I love you Elena." He whispered.

She looked up at him, the sincerity in his eyes made her dizzy.

"I love you so much Damon." She replied, her voice breathless.

He grinned and kissed her chest.

"I will never get tired of hearing that." He murmured.

She smiled.

"I love you Damon." She said again.

He unclipped her bra and she melted against his touch, she had never felt more beautiful or loved than she did at this moment, with Damon holding her in his arms.

She felt at home, like this was where she was meant to be all along. Nothing could top the feelings she had for him and no one could ever replace him. He was it for her. He was, in corny romantic Hollywood talk, the one.

They didn't get up that day, or the next. They reveled in discovering each other, learning every single thing that they didn't already know. Neither of them had ever felt like this and they didn't want to be apart for a second.

They both knew that reality would have to set in soon. They had to go home at some point and then there would be hell to pay. Elena had missed school and had left Jenna with barely an explanation. Stefan was going to be seriously pissed at the two of them and Bonnie would most likely try to kill Damon.

But right then, in those peaceful moments where the only things in the entire world that mattered were each other, they didn't care. Whatever they would have to face later; couldn't dampen their perfection.

Nothing could wipe the giddy smiles they had when they looked at one and another, off their faces. Nothing could take away the thrill that they felt every time they said I love you, or the passionate pleasure they found when they made love.

The universe could throw anything at them and they would come through, hand in hand. They were sure of it, they would face and defeat anything to be together forever.