A/N: Shortest chapter yet. I'm really sorry about that. Like, extremely sorry. I'm almost positive the next chapter is longer. I think. Anyway, enjoy this filler!

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Saturday, July 6, 2012. Providence, Rhode Island.

"Dude, I'm kind of freaking out here."

"Stefan, relax. It was busy after the show. We didn't have much time considering we packed up and left right away."

Imagine that. Tyler, the idiot who pushed me to serenade Elena, being the voice of reason once again.

"I keep regretting not giving her my number or taking hers or something," I groaned.

"So you can drunkenly proclaim your love to her every five minutes? Not a good plan, bud," Matt laughed.

I scowled at him to which he only laughed harder. "I just wish I knew what she thought of the song. I kind of threw myself out there. All I want to know is if I made an idiot of myself or not."

"Look, I don't swing the same way you guys do," Matt chuckled a little at that. "But even if Elena didn't like it, many fans found it endearing. You impressed a lot of people with that little speech of yours. There's no doubt in my mind that you impressed Elena, too."

Silence fell over us as the words comforted me.

"Group hug?" Tyler grinned, spreading out his arms.

Smiles fell on me and Matt's faces as we drew into the embrace, basking in the love of each other.

They were the brothers I never grew up with.

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Tanned fingers met pale ones as I laced our hands. Caroline smiled over at me before squeezing my fingers.

"Don't be nervous."

"Who said I was nervous?" She shot me an exasperated look. I faltered. "Okay, so I may be a little nervous…"

"Like I said, don't be." She turned to the mirror, reapplying her mascara.

I watched as her mouth opened, her tongue pushed against her bottom lip. "I can't help but be nervous, Caroline. This has never happened to me before. I've never been serenaded. The last guy I fell in love with was using me."

She finished touching herself up and threw the item back into her purse. Turning around, she grabbed my hands. "Look at me." I lifted my eyes from where they had fallen moments before. "James was a douche."

She's got that right.

"Who didn't deserve you and deserves to rot in hell for what he did to you," she stressed.

She's got that right.

"Stefan won't use you for your body. I can promise you that. He actually has feelings for you, babe."

I looked at her desperately and she nodded. "But he's famous…" I ventured.

She sighed and dropped our hands. "That would be the only problem. I'm positive he would never stray from you or have hundreds of affairs like what's-his-face did. You just need to put a little faith and trust in him, Elena."

"I'm just scared," I muttered.

Arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me crashing into a slender body. I buried my face into Caroline's neck. She smelled like berries. Her usual Victoria's Secret spray. My nose tingled at the sweetness of it.

"I know, babe. I know. You're allowed to be. We won't stay after and see them. We'll leave after the last song and he can sweat a little bit longer." Her lips brushed the top of my head.

I sighed. "That sounds good. I need to get the courage to talk to him. Even if alcohol is needed."