A/N: I think you all will enjoy the end of the story ;) Enjoy the long chapter!
Elena's POV
His 'apartment' wasn't just some little room; it was the building's twelfth floor. The side that faced the road was all windows, but by the looks of it, we could see out, but people couldn't see in. I stood in the elevator and gawked at the modern and classy apartment while Kol walked in. The door began to shut, and Kol's hand darted out to keep it open.
"Don't just stand there and gawk, Elena. Get off the elevator and admire it inside!" he commanded with a laugh, and I awkwardly shut my mouth.
I took a step into the living room, and my feet seemed to sink into the plush black carpet. I looked down at my feet, suddenly having the urge to take off my shoes and wiggle my toes in this carpet. The living room, where the elevator/exit was, had two white leather couches settled in an 'L' shape and a nice glass coffee table sat in front of them. Behind the couches, were a pool table and a pinball machine, with some more leather chairs pressed up against the wall. In front of the couches, was a flat-screened television that was mounted on the window-wall. All in all, it was very classy, and it was much like the first house we were in.
"Elena." He called.
I wasn't paying attention; I was too busy staring out the window, over the beautiful Scottish buildings and landscape. I felt that I could see for miles.
"Elena!" he said again, whooshing in front of me, blocking the view.
"Hmmm?" I said unintelligently, shaking my head. "Sorry, the view is…mesmerizing."
He smiled at me, a real genuine smile. "Thank you, I like my view as well," he said.
'He wasn't facing the window. He was facing me.' I realized.
A smirk overtook his smile and I felt heat rise to my cheeks. I looked back at the couches and the pool table, and I finally noticed a door on the same wall. I found myself walking towards the door almost automatically. Had I been here before? I reached the door and opened it, discovering a hallway. I walked down the nice hallway slowly. The hallway had dark hardwood floor and maroon wallpaper with a nice white trim. I stopped in the middle, and whirled around to face Kol, who had followed me to the hallway.
"Why do I know this place? I've never been here, at least I don't think I have…" I asked him with a frown.
He gave me a curious look and stepped forward. "What is in this room, love?" he pointed to the first door on the left, which I had already passed.
I stared at the door for a moment, and a word popped into my mind.
"The bathroom," I heard myself saying. Kol smirked and pointed to the door opposite it.
"Kitchen," I said again, not really thinking. Kol's eyes widened in disbelief for a moment, but they returned to normal almost just as quick. We went down the hall, and he asked me what room was behind each door, and I answered correctly each time. There were 6 rooms in the hall. On the right side there was the kitchen, guest bedroom, and the den. On the left was the bathroom, Kol's room, and another spare bedroom.
I stared at Kol. "H-how do I know all this?" I asked him again, seriously wanting an answer.
He simply smirked. "You can stay in the room at the end of the hall," he pointed to the spare bedroom on the left side and walked into his room, shutting the door behind him.
Sighing, I walked down the hall and opened the door into my room, a smile spreading across my face as I saw that my room had the same plush black carpet as the living room. I stepped inside and shut the door, then turned to take in my surroundings. The room was roughly fifteen feet long and wide, and had closet with white French doors. The walls were a light purple, and the bed had a beautiful dark brown headboard. The comforter was white with small purple flowers scattered on it, almost like my sheets at home. Next to the beautiful bed, was a nightstand made of the same wood as the headboard. The nightstand had a small lamp and a digital clock set neatly on it. There also was a large window on the wall farthest from the door, and a pair of white and purple curtains covered it, blocking the beautiful Scottish view. Other than the bed and the nightstand, there was a flat screen TV mounted on the wall, so you could lie in bed late at night and watch TV. A white loveseat and a side table were nestled in a corner as well, along with a desk and another door. My brain oddly told me that the door led into a bathroom. I sat down on the bed and took off my Converse and socks that Damon had brought me from home and thrust my feet into the soft carpet. A soft sigh escaped my lips as I felt the carpet with my toes. The black carpet was soft and fluffy. I put the shoes next to the nightstand, and put my bag with my things next to the shoes. The clock read 1 am, and I was a bit tired, even after my nap in the car. The thought of my dream reminded me of the vervain. I pulled the empty dried vervain wrapper out of my pocket, and saw Jeremy's handwriting scrawled in small letters across it.
'This amount will stay in your system for around 30 hours, use wisely. xo Jer'
I smiled at his note and pulled out all the vervain I had been given, to find the same note written on each bottle and bag, by a different person. One note from each of my friends! Jeremy, Bonnie, and Caroline wrote the notes for the dried vervain and Alaric, Stefen, and Matt wrote the notes for the liquid vervain. A smile spread across my face. I had such great friends. I decided to hide the vervain in different places. I hid one pack of the dried vervain in my left shoe, the other pack in a sock, and the vials in different pants pockets. I smiled at my work. And decided to go the kitchen and see if there was any food. I walked across the room and opened the door, not trying to be sneaky about it. My feet hit the cold hardwood and I winced. I reached the kitchen and opened the door. It was beautiful like the other rooms. With a large window above the sink and counters, an island in the middle of the room, and the fridge, stove, and more counter space on the right wall, this kitchen was very stylish. I definitely wanted to know Kol's designer. To the left of the room, was a table and chairs, surprisingly the simplest piece of furniture I had seen in his apartment. I made my way to the fridge and opened the door, relieved that it was fully stocked. A faint whoosh reached my ears.
"No smart ass remarks, Kol, I'm starving." I said cheekily, not turning around. His deep laugh filled my ears as he walked up behind me and peered over my shoulder. He laid his strong hands on my shoulders, and picked me up and sat me down a few inches over, so he could access the fridge. He was very gentle with me. I smiled at his kindness.
"You look tired, let me make you something. It's the least I can do." He simply said, grabbing some peanut butter and jelly. I looked up at his face, searching for a trace of sarcasm. There was none.
"Thank you" I mumbled, making my way over to the table and sitting down on a chair. I laid my head down on the table and closed my eyes, enjoying the cold on my face.
"Elena," a voice whispered, shaking me gently.
I blinked open my eyes and saw Kol with a sandwich in his hand shaking me awake.
"Oh…Did I fall asleep?" I muttered embarrassedly.
He smirked and nodded, handing me the sandwich.
"Thank you," I nodded and took the sandwich from him, taking a bite. It tasted amazing considering it was just a PB&J. He watched my expression and smiled when I said, "Mmm,"
He nodded, yawned a big fake yawn and went back to his room. I finished the sandwich and washed the dishes, and went back to my room, ready for a long sleep.
Damon's POV
I sat in the rent-a-car with three other hybrids. Klaus was aware of Kol's apartment somewhere in the United Kingdom. He knew it was north, so we decided to go up to Scotland and search around for him there. We were all on our way there now, and we were an hour away from the Scotland border, and I was getting hungry. My throat burned, and I glanced in the rearview mirror at the two hybrids in the backseat, who looked hungry as well.
"Don't eat any Scottish people, its rumored that they're really superstitious." I commanded them as they stared hungrily at the few people we drove by.
"My throat burns!" the blonde boy complained.
"Mine too," the red head agreed, and the brunette shook his head in agreement.
I told the blonde boy, who was sitting in the passenger seat, "Four blood bags in the glove box, pass them out, will ya?" The blonde's eyes widened and he practically ripped open the glove box and threw two bags in the back, and one bag at me. We all greedily ripped into them and emptied them in about two seconds flat. The warm blood hit the back of my throat, and the monster inside myself calmed down, absorbing it immediately. I'd be good for a day or two. I turned myself back to the road and drove, my mind drifting to Elena.
Elena's POV
I woke up the next morning around ten a.m., and made my way to the shower, yawning and stretching. The bathroom was just like I pictured it. White tile, black marble sink, and a sliding glass shower door, with a simple white with black stripes shower curtain for extra privacy. I stripped off my clothes and hung up a towel and hopped into the shower.
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As I towel dried my hair, I got a strange craving for my mom's famous chocolate mousse. I'd have to see if I had the right ingredients, and if I did, I'd make some. I smiled at the thought of the chocolaty goodness as I climbed out of the shower and wrapped the towel around my body. I opened the door to my bedroom, jumping as I saw Kol perched on my bed, messing with his phone like he usually was. He looked up when I came out, smirking at the sight of me in a towel.
"Kol!" I grumbled trying to cover myself up more, but the towel wasn't exactly big. He smirked and stood up. "We're going to meet some friends today, so hurry up. I'd like to leave at one," he walked by me, looking at my towel-clad body and with one last glance, he walked out my room, shutting the door behind him. I sighed in irritation and grabbed some clothes out of my bag and went to go change. Once I was done, I pulled the toiletries bag out of the 'suitcase' and went and did my usual makeup and blow-dried my hair, making it flip out of my face beautifully. Smiling at my work, I went to the kitchen to fulfill my mousse craving. As I walked by the living room door, I heard the TV faintly, and figured he was in there, so I wouldn't be bothered during my baking. I opened the kitchen door and went in, searching for an electric mixer and a big bowl. I found both items after a moment, and went and got some heavy whipping cream, sugar, vanilla, and cocoa. I whipped the cream, added the cocoa, sugar, and vanilla and stirred it some more. I popped out the whisks and licked it, testing my work. It was as good as I remembered.
"Mmm," I moaned, licking the whisk again, getting all the mousse off of it. I got myself a little bowl of the mousse and put the rest into the fridge. Grabbing a spoon, I made my way into the living room, looking for Kol. My eyes scanned the room, and there he was, playing pool with another man, probably in his early twenties. The man had dark red hair and piercing blue eyes. They didn't even look my way as I quietly made my way to the sofa and sat down, watching the news. I ate my mousse happily when the back of my head started to prickle. I only got that feeling when someone was watching me.
"Don't stare," I murmured, taking another bite.
I heard a chuckle, but it wasn't Kol's. Kol laughed too, and I turned around to see them standing behind me, and they both were staring curiously at the bowl in my hand. I cocked my head as if to say, 'What?' and took a small bite of mousse, mischief in my eyes. Kol's hand darted out, faster than a human, but slower then normally and I moved my bowl closer to me, daring him to try to take it.
I got up and walked to the kitchen. I heard them follow me and I opened the fridge, grabbing the bowl. I shut the door, and jumped as I noticed Kol leaning against the counter, right behind where the open door was. He smirked and looked down at the bowl. I turned around, jumping again as the other man appeared in front of me. Sighing, I side stepped around him and sat the bowl down on the island.
"It's mousse if you were wondering," I explained.
"Hair gel?" the red head said. He had a slight Irish accent. I wondered what he was doing here in Scotland.
"Yes, dear Josh, she's eating hair gel," Kol said sarcastically as he walked up next to me, his finger darting down to the bowl to scoop some of the mousse. He stuck his finger in his mouth and sucked off the mousse. I watched him as a smile spread across his face.
"Dear god that is good!" he exclaimed, staring at me. He was clearly impressed.
I turned my head to look at Josh who was also sucking on his finger.
"Mhmm!" he agreed his eyes studying me. It looked like he was trying to undress me with his eyes, so I looked away.
"You can have some if you want, I can always make more," I said, scooping the mousse into my bowl.
Both boys eagerly scooped the fluffy light brown substance into their own bowls. "Not bad for human food," Josh complimented.
"Thank you, I think" I said with a nod.
"You look like a kitten." Josh suddenly said, peering down at me with a cocky grin.
I raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"
"You have big innocent eyes, and your hair is shiny like a new kitten's fur." He explained, still grinning cockily.
I scoffed and lightly punched Kol's shoulder as he laughed. I snatched up my bowl and walked back to the living room, sitting back on the sofa. A moment later both boys appeared on the other couch, bowls in hands.
"What are we up to today?" I asked Kol.
"Shopping," he took a bite of the mousse, closing his eyes and smiling as he ate it.
"Why-" I started to say.
"Kitten, it's cold here in Glasgow, you need sweats and scarves, not shorts and tank-tops," Kol cut me off, using Josh's nickname for me.
"Don't call me that," I glared at him.
"Well, you can freeze your ass off in shorts if you'd like," Josh said with a shrug.
I rolled my eyes. "I don't have a jacket, so how am I supposed to go shopping for warming clothes? I'm going to 'freeze my ass off' just by going outside," I said sarcastically.
Kol peered at me thoughtfully and stoop up. He took off his jacket and laid it over my shoulders, giving me a small warm smile.
I blushed and nodded thanks.
I stood up and pushed my arms through the sleeves, laughing quietly when my hands didn't poke out through the holes. I rolled up the sleeves as best as I could and picked up my glass and went to put it into the sink. Once I washed out my dish, I brushed the hair out of my eye and got a whiff of Kol's cologne. It smelled amazing. It reminded me of the woods, but it had a musky undertone to it.
'It fits him well,' I thought with a little grin.
I turned around and there was Kol, peering at me, his eyes showing no emotion.
I stared up into his eyes, and the emotion swam out into his. He pushed me against the sink, grabbed my face in his hands, and kissed me. My instincts kicked in and I laced my fingers through his hair and kissed him back, my feelings for him growing quickly. His arms snaked around my waist, pulling me closer. He tilted my head back, deepening the kiss. We kissed passionately, and Stefen's face popped into my mind, and then Damon's. I banished them from my mind. It wasn't time for them now, I'd deal with them later. He kissed a line of fire down to my neck and gently kissed my artery. I bit back a groan and I froze, trying to calm my racing heart. I didn't want his vampirism to ruin the moment. He slowly kissed his way back up to my lips and kissed me softly on my lips and pulled away. I felt myself blush as I stared up at him, his eyes full of lust and other emotions I couldn't read. His veins faintly snaked under his skin, but he closed his eyes for a moment and they vanished. Opening his eyes, he smirked down at me, "It's time to go, kitten."
I might re-write the kissing scene, might not. Hope you liked it :) Review away! haha