When I wake up I let out a big yawn. My eyes felt like they weighed tones. Memories of the other night flooded through me. I was in the car when I fell asleep. I shoot up to see I was lying in a bed. How did I get here? Where was I?
It was just then I realized I was in the Salvatore boarding house. From the looks of my surroundings I was in Damon's room. Why would he put me in here and not Stefan's room? I slip out the bed and let out a little shiver as my bare feet touch the cold ground. As I slowly make my way down to the living room, I listen for a noise. It was really quite. Too quite.
When I reach the living room I find Damon sleeping on the couch. I stand while I observe him sleeping. One arm hung loose to the ground, while the other arm covered his face. He let out faint snorts. I couldn't help but to giggle. He just seemed so un Damon like.
"What's so funny?" Damon moans. I guess my giggling had woken him up. His voice was tired, as if he didn't get very much sleep. I watch as he puts himself onto a sitting position.
"What time is it?" he asks while rubbing his eyes. I take a seat beside him and check my watch.
"Around 4:30 in the morning," I answer. Damon gives me a glare.
"Your not suppose to be awake for another couple hours. Go back asleep," says Damon while lying back on the couch. He covers his face with the pillow. I just shrug my shoulders while I grab the TV remote. I turn on the TV and start flipping through channels.
"Can you please turn that off," asks Damon, his voice muffled by the pillow.
"Nope," I answer while turning the volume up. I can't help but to grin. I've made it a hobby of mine to piss him up. He also made it a hobby of his to piss me off. Though his were a lot more cruel then mine.
"Elena, turn it off," Damon demands. As he talks, the pillow muffles his voice, which takes the seriousness out of it.
"Make me".
"Turn it off".
"No".
There was a long period of silence. I wait for a reaction but all I got was silence. I let out a shriek as he goes flying up and grabs the remote from my hands. He lets out a chuckle as he turns off the TV.
"Give it back," I protest as I start to reach for the remote.
"No, go back to sleep," he tells me.
"No! Now give it back," I say as I start to reach for it. Damon stands up and starts dangling the remote in front of me.
"If you want it then you're going to have to come and get it," he teases. I let out a huff as I stand up and start reaching for it. It didn't help that he was taller then me.
"Give it," I say while jumping for it.
"No," he says. He turns around and I don't hesitate to make my move. As soon as his back is facing towards me, I jump on his back and wrap my legs around his waist. Damon lets out a surprised groan, as he clearly didn't expect that.
"Gimmie," I say while reaching for it. Damon struggles to keep the remote out of my reach. I grin as an idea pops into my head. I start to leans all my weight backwards. He struggles to keep standing but I managed to bring him down to the ground. When we hit the ground, I try to crawl over him to get the remote.
"Noooo," Damon cries. I by accident bump my forehead into his.
"Ouch," we both cry. It took me a second to realize I was hovering over him. I didn't like being this close to Damon. It always gave me butterflies. We seem to stare into each other's eyes for a while.
Damon leans in and meets his lips with mine. Just before I was about to kiss him back the Salvatore's phone started to ring. We both jump back startled. I quickly climb off him and rush to phone. I couldn't believe that I had did that again. It wasn't fair of me to do that to Stefan. I find the phone and look at the caller id. It was Caroline's cell.
"Hello?" I answer.
"Elena, there's something I need to tell you".
Sorry for such the long update but I am using a school somputer as mine is broken. So hope u enjoyed the chpts and sorry if it takes a while to update.
