Hi everyone!

I don't think I've ever really said so on here, but thank you so much for everyone who ever reviewed, favourited or followed my story! This story was my first ever full length fanfic and I did have a rough idea as to where it was going but I lacked the skill to get it where it needed to go. I had a beta reader and everything but they could only help so much and so I completely lost touch with it.

After Midnight Sun came out I was once again thrust into my love for twilight and soon I started wanting to come back to I Loved You but when I started to read it to see what groundwork I had laid.. I was embarrassed to say the least! I was basically rewriting every episode of TVD with my character forced into the storyline.

So I realised my story needed a lot more work and the only way I could think of to do that was to completely rewrite it. With new ideas and more intricate story lines… Look I'm not saying it's amazing but I like it a bit more and my main character not just a character I modelled after myself… *cringe*.

I'll leave a little excerpt here for you guys to read and to decide whether you want to give it a shot or not. The story is now called Up That Hill and Carina Swan is now Laura Swan, a stunning brunette, looking to move on after her long term boyfriend betrays her.

Up That Hill

I made my way through the jumble of bodies on the dance floor and decided to look around the venue. A few people stopped me to compliment my store. I smiled warmly each time and thanked them before moving on.

When I finally reached a quiet place, I was in the foyer. The stairs were wide and adorned with more white roses and twinkling lights. I made my way up them and was met with a gust of wind and fresh air. As I walked through the open French doors onto the wide balcony, I took a deep breath and leaned against the railing, sipping my drink. The bitter taste had all but faded and I could feel my head getting a bit heavy as the alcohol started taking effect. The view from up here was quite nice with the light of the town glowing from just a mile away. I could see the clock tower of the town hall from here.

"If you lean over any farther you might as well jump," a smooth voice came from behind me. I turned quickly and accidentally pushed my drink from the ledge. It shattered at the bottom with people looking up in indignation. I didn't pay them any mind. Piercing blue eyes stared at me with mischief and curiosity under dark eyebrows. He moved to stand next to me, his posture formal with an air of old etiquette. His pitch-black hair was ruffled as if he just rolled out of bed and his glass was like an extension of his hand. A "smirk graced the lips of his perfectly full mouth, lighting his angular face up with mischief.

"I don't think we've met. I would've remembered a face like yours," he said gallantly and smiled. He gently took my hand and kissed it. Blush crept up my face and I pressed a cold hand to my cheek to diffuse it. I cleared my throat.

"Laura Swan," I managed and looked into his eyes. They were impossibly expressive with a million different emotions flickering in them in small intervals.

"Pleased to meet you, Laura," he said my name slowly, "I'm Damon Salvatore." He looked at me a second longer before turning back to the view in front of us.

"Your drink must have been horrible for you to fling it over the side like that," he remarked and smirked. I let out a nervous laugh and looked at the distant mess I made.

"It's not my fault you snuck up on me," I said mockingly. He shrugged and took a sip of his drink. He was dark and broody and the opposite of Ben. I found myself falling into a rabbit hole of fantasies and shook my head. I'm not here to hook up with someone.

"Well, you should be more alert in a town like this one," he responded smirking at an inside joke.

"Yeah, especially with monsters like you lurking around," I smiled back, and our eyes met with a surge of electricity.

"You have no idea," he murmured, his eyes flickering to my lips. We stared at each other for a long moment, our eyes drinking each other up. I shook my head and cleared my throat.

"I think I need another drink," I said, wanting to get away from his intoxicating smile. He bowed formally.

"It was a pleasure meeting you Miss Swan," he said softly and peered into my eyes again. I stood staring into the blue for a moment. My heart thudded loudly in my chest and I smiled at him slightly. I tore my eyes away and wandered off the balcony to the bar on the second floor. While the bartender poured me a drink, I mulled over the heart stopping handsome man outside. His eyes were irresistible. I wanted to stare into them forever. My cheeks flamed when I thought of the fleeting glance he gave my lips and I couldn't help but imagine what it would've felt like to kiss him. Ignoring my better judgement, I decided to go talk to him again unable to resist his allure. When I heard voices from the other side of the French doors I stopped short and listened.

"... I could rip your throat out before anyone could notice, right?" Damon's threat was spoken in a soft conversational tone. "But you probably ingest vervain so..." he trailed off his smooth voice lilting at the edge as if he's smiling. I froze my drink hanging midway to my mouth. I peeked around the curtains and saw the two men standing close to each other in a casual but threatening standoff. A million questions sprung up. Who was this? Was Damon being serious? What's vervain?

"Why don't you take a bite and find out?" the other man's voice was arrogant. Damon let out a soft impatient laugh and shook his head. His raven hair glinting in the light of a thousand Christmas lights.

"Not worth my time," he said smoothly and started to walk away, towards me. I quickly jumped back into the curtains, my heart galloping madly in my chest at the idea of being caught. What the fuck was going on here? Before I could gather my thoughts, I heard a loud crack and a sickening thud as a body hit the floor beyond the balcony.

I staggered to the railing before I could stop to think about Damon - the once alluring stranger now murderer - seeing me. The man was lying at the bottom, limbs sticking out in weird angles.

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That's about it! If you want to read more about Laura and Damon, go to my profile and take a look at my story, Up That Hill.

Thank you once again for the love on this story, I really do feel that if you grown up since reading this you would like Up That Hill a bit more.

Xoxo