Previously...
"I love you Amelia. Happy birthday."
"i love you too Damon." i kissed his lips one last time before closing my eyes and going to sleep. Best birthday night ever.
End of flash back*
Where we are...
I come back from reliving that day all those years ago. i look back at Damon sitting on the bed, looking lost in thought but with a smile on his face.
"I remember too. It was the first time you told me you loved me. and our first time together." i looked back out the window trying to hide my blush from Damon.
"well, why dont we act out that day again. right here right now." damon said, his voice deep and sultry.
i look back at Damon to see him un buttoning his black dress shirt. i raise my eyebrows at him. "What makes you so sure, i want to sleep with you again?"
"Every body wants to sleep with me. I'm hot."
"Cocky much?"
"Very much so."
i rolled my eyes at Damon and stood up off the bench seat. "You maybe hot Damon, but sleeping with you is the last thing i want to do right now."
Damon watched me then smiled my favorite half smile. "You say no, but your body is saying something different."
"Hmph no its not Damon. its saying no too." i crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him.
"Alright, ill play your game. what do you want to do?"
"Im not playing any games Damon. i dont wanna sleep with you. I don't know this Damon. hes to cocky for my taste."
Damon fell back on to the bed laughing.
"Yea, that's it I'm going home. ill text Elena later letting her know im home." as i stormed off towords the door, Damon caught my hand.
"Amelia stop. I'm sorry. if you just wanna talk, we can talk. or makeout."
i yanked my hand outta his hand and turned to look at him. "I may have kissed you earlier under my own free will. that doesn't mean ill do it again. i may still love you, but i dont know who you are anymore."
"okay, just talking. come sit down, please." Damon said to me while leaning against the door frame, waiting for me to walk back into his room. "please Ameila. i promise, just talking." he turned his big blue eyes on me.
"Fine! just talking." i said while pointing my finger at him. i walked back into the room and sat down on the bed waiting for him to come join me.
"Seeing you sit there, looks right. like its made for you."
"well this was once my room. so of course it would still look like its made for me."
"now who's getting cocky" Damon saids while walking to the bed and sitting down, facing me.
I start laughing at his realization of me being cocky. He watched me laugh with such fasination, like it was the first time him hearing me laugh. "What?" i chocked out from laughing.
"i miss hearing that laugh. its like nothing has changed." he placed his hand on mine and held it. i looked at our hands and back up to his see his half smile again. 'i sure love that smile'.
"So! why don't you tell me what you have been up too these last hundred years?"
He raised his eye brows at me and laughed. "Thats what you want to talk about? what I did over the last few centeries?"
i nooded my head curious as to what he would tell me. if he would tell me anything.
"Where to start. stuck around with Stefan till about the 1900's then i went off on my own. meet up with him again around the 50's. left him again by the 60's. went through my own personal hell in the 70's. turned off my emotions shortly after."
i looked at Damon shocked when he said that. for as long as I've been a vampire, i never once turned off my emotions. Something must have happened that he just had to turn them off.
"By the 80's i was over in Europe exploring. 90's i came back home to Stefan. went to school, got my degree in historical society, mechanics, financial stuff and buisness."
"Wow, you were busy." i laughed. "any flings while you were off on your own?" as soon as i asked the question i had a feeling i was going to regret it.
"A few, none worth remembering." Damon said so casually. 'yup, regreted asking that question.'
"What about you Ameila? what did you do during your time?" He looked at me with a hint of curiosity.
"After i turned, i went back to new Orleans for a few years. made some very close friends there. went off to California and partied alot. then went to New York for schooling, got my degree in business and agiculture. then came home to mystic falls about 12 years ago. been here ever since." i glanced at Damon seeing him nood his head up and down. he stopped and looked at me. thats all he did was watch me. "anything else you want to know?"
he laid back onto the bed putting his arms over his eyes. 'i wonder how late its getting?' i look around for a clock and see that its 2am. 'well shit, hes probably getting tired'.
"Have you had any love affairs with anyone?" Damon mumbled out.
i looked back at him waiting for him to make eye contact with me. when he finally did i awnserd him as honestly as i could be.
"No. i have not. you were my first and my last." i quickly looked away, not waiting or wanting to see his reaction. i felt him sit up next to me.
"Amelia I-"
"Ya know, its getting really late and i should be heading home. i got stuff going on later today." i say quickly, cutting Damon off. i scramble to my feet and make my way out the door. not daring to turn around to see if damon is fallowing me. i make my way down the stairs into the living room, where i grab my journal and the two pictures i brought with me. i turn heading for the front door.
"Amelia, stop running!" i freeze in my place hearing damon yell at me. i closed my eyes and sigh before turning around to face him.
"What is it Damon." i say as i turn around to come face to face with Damon, who is supporting a furious frown.
"Why do you always run, when things are starting to get more personal? I thought you wanted to talk? to get to know each other again? how can we do that when you want to run right as it starts to get tough." Damon saids while stalking in my direction.
"I'm not running." I blert out.
"Sure looks like your running. hell you even cut me off back there before you took off through the door."
"i didn't want to hear what you had to say about what i said to you." i looked down at my feet while tucking my hair behind my ear. terrified to look up and make eye contact.
"Well ms. Masen, your gonna hear what i was going to say." Damon was now in front of me, i could see his shoes almost touching mine.
"i was going to say, that i was sorry for asking that question. i could see how hurt you were when i told you about mine. I just assumed you had, when now i know you didn't. for that i am sorry."
i couldn't look up at him, my eyes were burning with tears. i could feel them on the brink of falling over. "Thats okay Damon, but I really should be going." i sniffled at the end. 'shit hes gonna know im crying now'.
"Okay Amelia, want me to walk you to your car?"
"No, thats okay. thank you tho. it was nice talking to you today." i looked up finally and made eye contact with Damon. i could see the hurt in his eyes knowing he had in some way hurt me. i quickly kissed his cheek. "Goodnight Damon Salvatore."
"Goodnight Amelia" i turned for the door but before i walked out the door Damon yelled behind me. "Happy Birthday Ms. Masen."
i turned around and smiled at him. "thank you Damon, goodnight."
i sped over to my car and hopped in feeling the cold leather seat against my back. i started the car and headed back to my condo. thinking about my conversation with Damon tonight. 'things have changed between us. but can we, are we able to start over? to fall in love all over again?'
i parked my car and made the truck up to my door to unlock it. as i walked inside and dropped my stuff down on the table. i stood there thinking about everything that's happened today. it made my head swim. i shut and locked my door and slugged my way to my bedroom. i quickly changed into my to huge "go timberwolves" shirt and shorts.
"Oh bed, ive missed you." i dove into my bed crawling under my blanket. within minutes of my head hitting my pillow, i fell asleep.
That night, i dreamt of Damon. for the first time, in a long time.
