Caroline sighed throwing her head down on her book in the college library where she and Stefan were supposed to be studying. She felt a hand on her arm making her lift her head, "Doing alright there Love," Klaus asked appearing out of nowhere. She shut her eyes embarrassed that he had a knack for catching her in odd circumstances.

Last week with her towel, the day after with her head against Stefan's door when she was fairly certain he had his friend Kathrine in there and three days ago when she returned the favor by walking in on him as he was about to take a shower. Needless to say it had been an awkward transition from talking every night through technology to actually communing together in person.

"I'm fine," she told him sitting up as she shut her book he sat down next to her before she could grab her bag and excuse herself. "I would take that answer but I don't believe you," he said his arm resting on the wooden table filled with her new books. She stood beginning to stack them all into a pile by size ignoring his concern. "Just because you don't believe it doesn't make it untrue Klaus," she supplied.

"True," he quipped with a tilt of his head watching her form as she moved around the table getting her things together her fitted clothing doing wonders for his imagination. She looked up feeling his eyes on her, "Should I text you to get a proper response then?" he asked leaning forward on the desk as she was now standing on the other side of him.

"Do what you want," she said shortly taking her small stack of books and her shoving them into her book bag, "I have my first class in ten minutes and Stefan never showed so bye," she said waving him off. She kept walking even as he called her name probably unsure of why she had a chip on her shoulder quickly trying to shrug it off even as she turned her head spotting a girl sitting down next to him.

That night she lie on her back in her room staring at the faded glow in the dark stars she and Stefan had placed there when her mom said she was too old for a night light. She felt her phone vibrate in her back pocket making her move on her side to pull it out. "I've missed talking to you." It was from an unknown number but immediately Caroline knew who it was from.

She moved her fingers across the screen typing back, "I know," she replied hopelessly knowing she had missed their chats, her fingers itched to tell him so. Her phone lit up once more, "Then why did we stop?" it read as she imagined him downstairs on the boys level sitting in his room following through with his remark this morning.

She sat up removing her sweater as she text him back, "I don't know." Her responses short like her thoughts her mind unclear about how to feel. All she knew was that she missed him. She was wistful lost in thoughts of random words on late nights that would catch her off guard. Her phone vibrating once more a small smile appearing on her lips as she read it, "Don't make come up there."

His threat was pointless but it still made Caroline's eyes dart to her door it remained closed as seconds ticked by and her whisper of hope soon diminished. She looked down at her screen her finger moving across to unlock it once more, "I really don't know Klaus." Her text sent just as one of his entered her screen surprising her.

She squinted her nose almost pressing to the screen, "Because it's awkward." It read. She nodded forgetting it wasn't him before her. Another came right after, "Because I'm here." She nodded again feeling him putting her thoughts into written word. Her finger moved to type, "Yes." A single worded response that would annoy him considering the monologues she used to put together to send him.

"Do you want me to leave?" he text making her respond faster than before sighing as her message was sent to him. "No." she had answered as she crossed her legs together on the bed settling in for more of a conversation. His response was instantaneous her phone vibrating once more without a need as she was focused only on what it said, "Then?" he questioned making her huff exasperatedly.

Sulking on her bed she wrote back, "I don't know." She sat stewing in her own pot of self-doubt hesitant of whether or not she should explain her feelings. His reply was abrupt, "You've done it now." Her eyes widened bothered of what his words would soon entail. Caroline hugged her pillow texting him back, "Done what?" she waited a few seconds but no reply came.

Her heart sped up the longer she waited for her phone to light up her anxiety level growing with each second until he opened her door stepping inside without an invitation. Klaus showed her his phone her last text on the screen as she moved her pillow aside and stood up while he continued to move closer, "You shouldn't have said 'I don't know.'"

She ignored his remark pointing at her door, "My mom will literally shoot you if she finds you up here," she exclaimed moving to her left away from him so she could have more space. "No boys," she pointed at him then as she spoke, "Upstairs after eight and its ten minutes passed." She waved her phone at him to show him the time but instead it displayed her screen saver of a picture he drew and sent her.

He smiled then making her uncomfortable with the nearness of him feeling more like he was someone she wanted to be with rather than be friends with. "Do you always follow the rules?" he asked pulling her from her contemplations. He took a long stride in her direction she thought the answer was obvious, "Only when I want to keep my friends close and uninjured." Caroline replied to him.

Klaus smirked surveying her she hadn't felt this self-conscious before not even when she was being interviewed for the Miss Mystic Falls pageant by six of the judges. "So you'd be upset if I was hurt?" he reasoned to himself hope dancing in his eyes as he moved closer backing her into a book shelf until he was an arm's length away.

She narrowed her eyes on him annoyed at the mirth on his face as she hissed lowly, "Get out or would you like me to text it to you?" he smiled stepping away from her. Klaus turned walking the rest of the way to her doorway, "Sweet dreams," he wished her as he strolled out shutting her door softly behind him making her want to scream into her pillow. Then she heard her mom pull into the driveway.

An: Posting another part of this tomorrow so I hope you like it! :))