This is for you Whitney (GreenxDayxIdiot) , thank you for giving me this idea. It was wonderful and one of those ideas that I never ever would have thought of in a million years. You are brilliant and I hope I do this justice. Anyone who has any other ideas pass them on. I am all for hearing them.
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"Elena, wait up." he shouted after her, when he dropped her off at home after spending the entire day at the boarding house together.
"What Damon?" she asked tiredly.
"What did you mean tonight when you said it wasn't Stefan anymore?" he asked hope evident in his clear blue eyes.
"Nothing other than that. It's just not him anymore, and it hasn't for a long time. I finally just realized it." she said.
"What made you realize that?" he asked probing for any information he could get.
"I don't know Damon. Why are you being so demanding about this?" she asked.
"Because I want to know what changed your mind." he stated taking a step closer to her.
"We've had a lot of great moments on this porch haven't we?" she asked changing the subject out of fear of him finding out why she changed her mind. She didn't want him to know that she couldn't get her mind off of him. She didn't want him to know that she dreamed about him at night. She couldn't imagine her life without him in it. He couldn't know any of that, because if he did then he would hope. And Elena still didn't know how to deal with those feelings, didn't know how to be with Damon. She had no earthly idea how to be Damon Salvatore's girlfriend.
"We have but don't change the subject. What happened to Stefan? What happened to "It will always be Stefan"?" he demanded staring her down.
"It's just not anymore. The old Elena was in love with Stefan, this Elena isn't. I've grown up and I've matured." she said trying to keep the real truth from him.
"And so you think that Stefan cant matter anymore?" he surmised.
"He's done so many things to hurt me. I cant be with someone like him anymore. It's over and I'm okay with that. I've finally come to that conclusion. I can live without him." she said still refusing to tell him that there is someone else. Him.
"You're still not answering my question Elena, at least not completely truthfully. I want to know why there is no more Stefan?" he demanded running a hand through his hair in frustration.
"What do you want me to say Damon? I cant say what you want me to say." she exclaimed.
"Why the hell not? I've been here since the beginning with you. I've told you how I feel under the childish hopes that you will finally admit that you feel the same fucking way. I always put you first. Why cant you finally just give in?" he demanded standing stark straight right in front of her, the tension radiating from him in waves.
"It's too soon Damon. I cant say what you want me to say." she said softly.
"Are you that fucking afraid of your own heart, that you're willing to hide it away forever?" he asked.
"Yes. I don't know what there is between us and I refuse to start something that I cant finish." she spilled not willing to get anywhere near what her feelings actually entail.
"That's something I guess." he said sadly.
"Damon, I'm sorry. I wish I could voice how I feel but I cant." she said staring at the porch beneath her feet.
"I'm leaving. I'll see you around Elena." he said walking away without waiting for another word from her. She sat down on one of the chairs on the porch and leaned her head against the wall hearing his car speed away down the street.
"What was that about?" Stefan asked appearing on the front steps.
"Have you been here the entire time?" she asked.
"More or less. Why am I the last to find out that you're no longer in love with me?" he asked.
"I thought that was what you wanted Stefan! You wanted me to move on. And I am. I'm starting to move on, and you have no right to tell me not to. You've done so much bad stuff to me that I have every right to move on with my life. And I'm doing that."she said.
"With Damon?" he asked.
"I don't know. All I know about Damon is that I'm attracted to him and I need him. But I don't know if I love him." she said.
"Damon wont wait around forever Elena. He may act like he will, but even he will eventually get sick of waiting for you." Stefan said walking back down the sidewalk and disappearing from sight. Elena slumped back against the wall when Alaric stepped outside.
"That sounded intense?" he stated.
"It was, I'm exhausted. Why cant I just give Damon what he wants. Why cant I open my heart to him, and let him in?" she asked Alaric.
"Maybe its the truest loves, the most passionate, the real ones that give you the most trouble. The ones that mean the most have the ability to hurt you the most, and love you the most. And they're also the ones that you have the hardest time fully giving in to. But its also the most rewarding." he said.
"You sounded like a father there Ric." she said smiling at her guardian.
"I was trying to sound like a teacher, emotionally uninvested." he said.
"You are invested in this. You want me to be happy, and you want Damon to be happy. I just don't know what to say to him. I don't want to lose him, but I don't want to lead him on either." she said.
"You have to make a decision on that one, on your own." he said patting her shoulder.
"Maybe it's best if I just avoid him for a while." she decided.
"That could either be the best or the worst thing for you." he told her before walking inside. "Are you coming in?" he asked.
"No, I'm going to sit out here for a while." she decided. Alaric shut the door and walked back into the house while Elena leaned back against the wall of the house, on the porch where so many beautiful things had happened between her and Damon.
Damon went home and immediately poured himself a generous glass of bourbon before throwing it back and pouring another one. Even when it wasn't Stefan, it still wasn't him. How screwed up was that? Out of everyone in her life who had kept her alive the longest, and who had cared the most, who had showed the utmost devotion to her. Him, Damon Salvatore. She was more than happy to keep him around, making sure he kept her alive and all that. But she was completely incapable of letting him in her heart. It was insanity and he wasn't sure how much more he could take. He threw back the drink and grabbed his car keys. He was going to give her one more chance he decided. If she didn't let him in, then he would give up. End of story. He knew that it wasn't fair to put her on the spot like that, but the truth was he was beyond caring at the moment. He got into the car and put it in gear speeding over to Elena's. When he pulled up her head snapped up and she seemed surprised to see him back there again.
"Damon what are you doing here?" she asked happy to see him, hoping that he wasn't still angry at her.
"I am going to try this one more time. If you don't respond or at least show some sort of emotion that shows you feel the same, then I wont bring it up ever again. This is your last chance." he said.
"Damon don't do this. It isn't fair." she insisted.
"And I don't care at the moment. I've had myself on the line for you for two years now and I've had enough. So this is it. I love you Elena, and I want you to choose me." he said staring deep into her eyes as he said that.
"Damon..." she said not sure how to respond to him.
"That's what I thought." he said turning away from her and walking down the steps. As he walked away something snapped inside her, she didn't want him to be done with her, she didn't want to see him walking away again. She needed him and she knew that. She had admitted that to herself before. But it wasn't just need, it was an overpowering sense of love that was overriding her emotions, a love that she could feel but couldn't voice. Why had it taken him walking away for her to feel for him? It didn't make any sense at all but there it was. She ran down the steps and grabbed his hand.
"What do you want Elena?" he asked.
"Don't go. Please." she begged.
"I don't have a choice." he said as he pulled his hand back harshly. He couldn't deny that his hand in hers felt heavenly, but he had to ignore it. He couldn't feel that way. Knowing the words still wouldn't come out of her mouth she flung herself in his arms and kissed him. She kissed him for the first time aside from the deathbed kiss. And he responded immediately. It had taken just a fraction of a second for him to feel the exact same way as he pushed his tongue between her lips and duelled with hers. She pressed herself further into him and he tightened his arms around her. She started backing them back towards the stairs and he followed her eagerly without breaking the kiss once. It was like they had been kissing like this for years rather than just now.
"I want you." she said, she figured that was more than enough for now, and she was right, he went to open the front door but she still his hand.
"No, Ric's inside." she muttered, panting.
"Out here? Or my car?" he asked.
"Right here, we kissed out here, so we might as well make love here to." she said. He pulled back and stared at her with an impressed look on his face.
"You want to engage in public sex on the porch of your house where anyone can catch us?" he clarified.
"Yes, you just have to be fast. I want you Damon." she repeated.
"I want you too. More than you know." he told her. He left her shirt where it was deciding that he would worship her body another time, right now was all about the animalistic need for each other. He unbuttoned himself first and freed his begging erection while she pushed her skirt up around her hips and jumped up onto the railing.
"God I hope Ric doesn't decide to look out the window, or else he's going to see my ass." he said from her position.
"He wont." she assured him.
"Not that I'm shy or anything, I just really don't need him talking about it for the foreseeable future." he stated before swooping in and kissing her. She reached between them and teased her slit with the head of his dick. He moaned into her mouth at the same time she moaned into his at the mutual teasing she was putting them through.
"I need to be inside you." he said. Not needing to put into words how much she needed him she just put his erection at her entrance and he pushed in. His hand gripped her hips as her arms were wrapped around his neck kissing him as his lower body pounded into hers. He swallowed all of her moans not wanting to alert Alaric or the neighbours of their activities.
"I'm so close." she panted when he broke the kiss to allow to her breathe.
"Me too." he said as he started thrusting more erratically into her. When she flew headlong into an orgasm he followed right behind her, barely holding out that long. She slumped into his arms and kissed him lazily.
"That was so good." she said when he pulled och of her and fixed his pants. He helped her down and steadied her when she wobbled as she pulled her skirt back down and picked her panties back up and hid them in her hand.
"You are amazing." he said kissing her.
"I'm happy no cars drove by, that would have been hard to explain." she said burying her head in his chest.
"You wanted me, never be ashamed to want me Elena." he said.
"Never be ashamed to want me Damon." she shot back with a twinkle in her eyes.
"Oh believe me if I want you, you will know about it." he said with a smirk plastered on his handsome face.
"I'm sorry I cant say the words." she said.
"This is enough for now. Someday you will be able to. And I'll still be waiting to here them." he said kissing her reassuringly.
"Thank you. Now shall we go inside?" she asked.
"After you." he said opening the door. Their happy bubble was crushed when they were faced with Alaric with his arms crossed across his chest, making it clear the he knew exactly what they were doing outside.