A/N: Hello everyone! I know it's been a while since I updated this story, but I finally got the inspiration to write this chapter. =) Thank you to 1llu510n, who inspired me with her long, long review that made me remember this story! I wrote this chapter very quickly, since I kinda promised that I would update this weekend. I think it's pretty average, but still, please review ;)

If you haven't checked out my other TVD-fanfic, Meant to Be, you should do so because I'm focusing a lot on that one at the moment. This story will be finished soon enough and I'm very excited about the ending! I already have it all planned out, along with a lovely little epilogue...

However, for now I hope you'll enjoy this, awfully short chapter (that is more like a filler chapter, sorry...).

Enjoy!

(OH and thank you to all of those who reviewed chapter 34!)

"Do I really need to try the first dress on again?" I asked Jenna, who was sitting next to Elena on the couch in the middle of the room, furiously taking notes in her notebook.

"Yes Dani, you do," she told me with a sigh, not looking up.

I looked at Elena, mouthing "help" and she nodded before speaking.

"I actually think this dress is pretty," she tried, just as Jenna looked up.

"No, that's not the dress," Jenna said. "I don't want to have my maid of honor looking like a hobo for my wedding and I'm not a crazy bride that wont let my bridesmaids look pretty." I groaned loudly before stepping into the changing room again. I quickly got out of the light pink dress I had tried on and changed into the blue one (that I had been forced to put on twelve times already!).

A lot had happened since last week... First of all, I hadn't seen Damon at all. Only time we'd seen each other was when he had come to pick up Ric for something that apparently wasn't for me to know. Mason and I have been talking since I agreed to give us another shot, but theese last couple of days he had been distant for some reason... I didn't want to pressure him into anything anyway and I figured it would be better to just give him some space. Maybe he would realize that our relationship wasn't going anywhere and just break up with me. It would make things a hell of a lot easier.

This week hadn't just been strange though since Jenna, Elena and I had managed to take care of most things for the wedding. Mrs. Lockwood had offered us her house for the reception and we had decided to have the wedding outside in the park. I had taken care of the arrangements and everything was set for next week. Earlier today we had posted the invitations and now the only "major" thing left, was my maid of honor dress. I must have tried on at least a hundred and now walked out with the blue one for the thirteenth time. I twirled in front of Jenna, but she shook her head. The shop owner and Elena looked at me sympathetically.

"Well," I said. "Since we can't decide anything yet, why don't we just go out for coffee or something and come back tomorrow?" Jenna thought about my suggestion for a while.

"We'll just waste time Dani," she stated. "Besides, this is the only thing left. The cake and every other arrangement has been made. My dress is arriving tomorrow and Elena's too."

"I still don't understand why I can't wear a dress like Elena's," I said and Jenna shrugged. Elena was wearing a knee-length purple dress, nothing too fancy but still pretty. We had bought it just a couple of days ago and I had actually been the one to find it. Jenna however thought it would be better if I wore something more sophisticated since I was slightly older and I played a bigger part in the wedding.

"Actually," the dress shop owner said, "I have a dress that is the same color and model, but floor length instead. Would you like to try it on?" she asked, looking at me.

"Why not," Jenna answered, looking at me. "It can't hurt anyone to try on one last dress."

"Except for my brain," I said, holding onto my head. "I'm expecting a drink later on for doing all of this, Jenna," I told her and she laughed.

"Sure Dani. Just try it on." I took the dress from the shop owner and walked into the changing room again. A couple of minutes later, I emerged wearing one of the prettiest dresses I had ever seen seen. It was just like the shop owned had described it; the same purple color like Elena's, with the same one shoulder model. The only difference was that this one was floor length and Elena's was knee-length. Jenna's mouth opened as if to say something, but then closed. All she could do was nod and smile brightly.

"It's lovely!" she exclaimed. I gave her a smile and spun around.

"I know!" I replied, just as excitedly. Elena beamed at us.

"Then it's settled," she said. "We have everything!" We nodded at the shop owner and she took care of the dress once I got out of it. She said she would send it over tomorrow along with Elena's dress and Jenna's gown. After paying for the dress, we stepped out of the shop.

"Let's go to the Grill and celebrate," I told Jenna and she nodded.

"I haven't had a reason to celebrate for so long. Let's do it," she agreed.

Elena smiled at us. "Well, I need to get to Stefan's and tell him that everything is set," she told us.

"Tell Stefan we said 'hi'," Jenna said and Elena nodded before walking off.

"Shall we?" I asked and Jenna nodded as we began walking towards the Grill.

Just as we ordered out second drinks, my phone began ringing. I picked it up after checking the caller-ID.

"Hello Mason," I answered.

"Hi Dani," Mason said. "Did everything go okay with the dress?"

"Yes, it did," I told him. "It'll be delivered tomorrow along with the other dresses."

"That's great," he said. "I was just calling to check if everything went well. I can't wait for the wedding so I can see how it looks at you. I'm sure you'll look lovely."

"Oh Mason, are you trying to woo me or something?" I laughed and he laughed on the other line as well.

"Maybe. I'm just making sure that my date will be the prettiest woman in the room," he told me and I smirked.

"You better watch your words or I'll tell Jenna what you just said..."

"Fine, the second prettiest woman in the room." I laughed at how nervous he sounded.

"Don't worry," I said, looking at Jenna who was on her third shot already, not paying attention to me. "I won't tell Jenna anything. I need to go now though. Or else Jenna will enjoy happy hour without me." He chuckled at me and said that he would call me later. As I hung up, Jenna turned to look at me.

"You know, I'm glad you gave him a second chance, but I can still see that you're miserable." I nearly choked on my shot since I was so taken aback by her bluntness.

"What are you saying?" I asked her and she shrugged.

"Since Damon and Mason came to see you last week, you've been trying way to hard to avoid Damon and to be nice to Mason. That means something happened between Damon and you, the only question is what..." She looked at me, as if expecting an answer.

"He kissed me," I told her and she smiled.

"That's what I thought," she told me, downing another shot.

"But then Mason came around and asked for another chance and then he kissed me too and I didn't tell him about Damon and now everything it so strange..." I said, finally letting my frustration out.

"We're not drunk enough to talk about this yet," Jenna said, ordering a beer for us.

"Agreed."

"I am so grateful for having a friend like you Danielle," Jenna said, holding her beer in the air. We had been drinking for at least half an hour now and Jenna might have a high alcohol tolerance, but she was getting tipsy. "You're probably my best-est friend ever! That's why I made you my maid of honor! You'll probably throw me a hell of a bridal shower!" I laughed as she took another sip from her bottle. "I still can't believe it's just a week left until the wedding..."

"Time flies by," I told her, sipping slowly on my drink. All this wedding hysteria had kept my mind occupied, but sometimes I couldn't help but think of William and the dangers that seemed to be just around the corner.

"Uh-oh," Jenna said, putting her bottle down. "Ex-boyfriend coming over." She nodded towards the exit and I turned to see Damon walking towards us. He was looking...just as good as usual. My throat seemed to close and my mouth went dry as he walked up to us.

"Can I have a minute with you- alone?" he said, looking at me and then at Jenna.

"This isn't strange at all," Jenna stated. "Although, I have to admit that I am beginning to get suspicious of you. " She pointed at Damon, who smirked at her, clearly amused.

"You're just beginning to get suspicious of me?" Damon asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Oh, I've always had the strangest vibe around you," Jenna scoffed, "but I've also always been tipsy when you're around and at the moment I am half-drunk, so who knows if it's real suspicion or something alcohol-related?"

"I hardly think it's alcohol-related," I said, a small smile playing on my lips. "You have every right to be suspicious of Damon..." Damon glared at me with his icy eyes, but all I wanted to do was attach my lips to his. As if he had read my mind, he suddenly turned to look at me. There was something burning in his eyes...

"Can I talk to you, or not?" he asked again and I stared at him stupidly.

"Sure," I said, standing up.

"Don't be gone for too long or I'll have to come look for you!" Jenna called after us as we walked off.

When we finally stepped out of the Grill, we stared at each other for a while. It all felt too much like that night a week ago, when he had kissed me. Something unspoken was hanging in the air...

"So, what did you want to talk about?" I asked, hoping he wouldn't bring up the kiss again. I mean, he did tell me that he wouldn't be bothering me anymore... The only problem is that he has never bothered me...

"Ric actually sent me over," he told me as-a-matter-of-factly.

I raised an eyebrow at him. "Oh?"

"Yeah," Damon nodded. "He sent me over to invite you to his bachelor party, since he feels like you're also 'one of the guys'." I stared at him strangely.

"'One of the guys'?" I repeated and he nodded again.

"Yeah, so it's just going to be me, you, Stefan and the soon to be-"

"When and where?" I interrupted him.

"Nothing fancy really. We're driving to Atlanta and having beer and steak," he told me and I grinned at him.

"Sounds like fun," I told him. "Although, I don't know what Jenna will say about this."

"Ric has already told her. She agreed to it, surprisingly," he told me, surprising me once again. We looked at each other for a while. "All you have to do is agree."

"Why didn't Ric ask me himself?" I asked.

"I told you, he sent me-"

"Cut the crap Damon. Why didn't he ask me himself?" I pressed and he pressed his lips together into a tight line, glaring daggers at me.

"Fine," he said. "I wanted to talk to you, because once again, I can't seem to stay away from you." I bit my lip.

"You can't keep doing this Damon..." I told him.

"Well, if you stopped pushing me away..." We stood in silence for a while.

"So it's just the four of us?" I asked and he nodded. "And no strippers?" I asked, a grin once again covering my face.

"None that Ric knows of," he told me, mirroring my grin.

"Hmm... When?" I asked.

"Two days before the wedding. We planned it that way so that you'd be able to come along. Jenna's bachelorette party is three days before the wedding right? That gives you one day to rest before the wedding," he told me. I grinned even wider at him.

"If I didn't know better Damon, I would think you're kind of excited about this wedding," I told him and he smirked.

"Excited that I'm loosing my wing man? Hardly," he answered. "However, I am a sucker for parties and I hope the after party, when the newly weds leave for their honeymoon will be wild with bridesmaids and heartbroken, single women."

"You do know what Elena and I are the only bridesmaids, don't you?" I asked and he nodded.

"And I'm counting on my brother to keep Elena busy, while I deal with you," he said, putting his hands on my hips and pulling me closer to him.

"You do know that Mason is my date, right?" He rolled his eyes at me.

"Well, then we'll just have to make the most out of the night in Atlanta then, wont we?" His tone was suggesting and I couldn't help but grin. I had missed this Damon...

"We'll see," I winked. "And you can tell Ric that I'll be there. For him," I said after seeing his smug look.

"I can hardly contain myself," he told me, his tone serious, but yet playful.

"This goes against everything I told you last week," I told him. "I shouldn't come with you, but I just can't seem to let you guys have fun without me."

"Like I said Dani," he began, "I can't wait." I shot him one last smile and walked away, back to Jenna. All I wanted to do, was run back to him and kiss him senseless, but at the moment, it felt like I would never be able to do that again...

At least not until I killed William.

A/N: Well? What did you think? I know it wasn't as good as the other chapters, but I promise, there will be lots and lots of Damonelle moments in the next chapter! I mean, road trip to Atlanta and a night away from Mystic Falls, Mason and everyone else... Except, that they are with Stefan and Ric too, but maybe I'll make them disappear or something... hahaha! Just kidding! =D

I've been very busy lately, looking for a prom dress (which I found and it's PERFECT!)... but from now on, I promise that I'll write a little every day so you'll get a chapter att least once every other week!

I hope you liked the crappy chapter though, at least enough to review... Thank you for reading though!

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