Klaus and Hayley + memories
Hayley was walking to her room when something catched her eyes, well it was someone, Klaus. She stared at him, while he was painting. He looked so calm and relaxed, like nothing could disturb him right now.
She though about all the moments they've been through. She remembered perfectly the day they met at Tyler's house. She heard so many stories about him, all of them creepy and ending up with death.
But, he seemed so different from the stories she heard. He was handsome and charming. At least, that's what she thought at first. But she saw the dark version of him when he killed those twelve hybrids, not that she could blame him...she was the one who warned him after all.
When she needed someone, after the first attempt of Katherine's minion to kill her. She called him, she knew that only one person hated Katherine enough to protect her. And the night they concived their child...she knew it wasn't just alcohol.
She saw herself on him, a broken soul, someone without family. She thought they wouldn't ver meet again after that night, but they did. She never believed in things like fate or destiny. But the truth is, they always end up finding each other, and she couldn't tell the reason why.
"Do you like it?" Klaus asked showing her the painting, even if she never enjoyed art...there was something about his painting that made her stare at them. Hayley walked in, lightly thinking about his question. She wasn't sure if he was talking about the painting or about him himself.