Hey. I am so so so sorry that I haven't updated in so long. The time really flew and everything has just been so hectic recently. I promise to try to update more regularly now. To anyone who is still interested, here is chapter 8. Just to remind you all, I re-wrote chapter 7, and so therefore Damon doesn't *touch* Elena anymore. If you read the original version of chapter 7, I suggest you go back and read the updated chapter, otherwise you're going to be very confused!
Disclaimer: I don't own the vampire diaries, Walking on Sunshine, or any of their characters.
Liam felt his eyes falling shut as Damon kept droning on and on and on. It was 3am, and Damon was still keeping everyone awake. Liam desperately wanted to go to bed, and hopefully have Elena come with him, but he was just getting to know everyone and he didn't want to be rude.
Liam's eyes snapped open as everyone laughed at the story Damon told. Well, almost everyone; Elena didn't even crack a smile. Liam frowned at that, as Elena usually smiles to be polite, even if she doesn't find something funny.
He was about to lean in and ask Elena if she wanted to go to bed, when Damon's voice rang out, "So, Liam, are you coming to the wedding?"
For an unknown reason, Liam detected a slight resentment in Damon's tone, but after a quick glance at everyone's faces, he realised no one else had noticed anything. Huh, I really must be tired. He thought.
"Uh...yeah, I think so. You want me there, right Elena?" He directed the question towards the brunette beauty.
"Sorry, what?" Elena had obviously zoned out on the conversation.
Damon being Damon, decided to take advantage of this, and smirked, "You okay, 'Lena? Drank too much wine?"
Katherine swatted him on the arm lightheartedly while everyone chuckled.
Elena, however, glared at Damon, and there seemed to be an unspoken conversation between them that only Liam noticed. That's strange; maybe they don't get along. Liam thought, starting to get a bit confused.
"I was just asking if you wanted me at the wedding." Liam repeated time Elena.
"Oh, right...uh...well, do you want to come to the wedding?" Elena responds cryptically, avoiding the question.
"Do you want me there?" Liam reiterated.
Katherine, Enzo, Caroline, Bonnie, and Klaus felt like they were intruding on a private conversation, while Damon sat back in his chair and let it all play out in front of him. By 10am, Liam will be on a plane back to wherever the fuck he came from, and Damon will be saved from feeling jealous.
Jealous? I'm not jealous! Damon's prideful side of his mind thought. You're in denial! His other, more rational, part of his mind shouted at him.
Damon regained his composure before someone noticed he was thinking too hard, and turned back to the conversation.
"Can we please talk about this later?" Elena begged.
"Yeah, of course we can." Liam replied, trying to cover up his annoyance and hurt that she quite clearly didn't want him at the wedding.
Damon didn't even try to stop the grin from climbing onto his face.
"Tonight's been great, guys, but Liam and I should really go talk. I'm also so tired I can barely function, so it's probably better if I go to bed. See you all tomorrow." Elena said, standing up. Liam did the same and said goodnight to everyone.
No, wait! They can't leave yet. If they go to bed now, they still have plenty of time to sleep together! Damon's mind screamed at him.
Thinking fast, Damon leaned forward and "accidentally" knocked his red wine onto Liam's white shirt.
"Oh, man, I'm sorry. I've had too much to drink too." Damon apologises, lying through his teeth.
Liam quickly grabs a tissue and starts to blot at the stain, quickly forgiving Damon and saying that accidents happen.
Katherine and the others go to help Liam, while Elena glares at him and mouthes 'what the hell?'
Damon shrugs, and Elena says to everyone, all the while keeping her eyes on Damon, "Damon and I will go get a wet towel for you."
Before Damon can object, Elena walks off, grabbing Damon's arm on the way.
Once in the kitchen, Elena lets go and really rips into him, "What the fuck was that Damon? You've kept everyone here until 3am, and now you're spilling red wine onto Liam's white shirt. I know you're not drunk at all, because you've barely had time to swallow any alcohol, since you've been spewing out stories all fucking night long! I mean, come on, you clearly tried to start an argument between me and Liam! What was that about?"
Damon immediately tries to defend himself, "I was just trying to have a good time with my friends and fiancée! It's not my fault that you were desperate to get away from us so you could go ride Liam in your bed-"
"-How dare you? It's none of your business what Liam and I do in our spare time, and you should stop being so vulgar!" Elena fumes.
"I'm just stating facts, honey! And besides, i didn't start that argument between you and him, if you actually wanted him at the wedding, you would've said straight away!"
"Maybe I don't want him there because I don't want you to be a dick and scare him off!" Elena hits back.
"Oh please," Damon scoffs, "He's so into you, that you could tell him you're a vampire and he'd still want you!"
"Exactly! He's into me, and I'm into him, so it's only natural that I wouldn't want him to run off because of you!"
"You're into him? You're into him? You should've seen your face when he turned up here the other day, you were ready to murder Bonnie. You were so clearly disappointed at him being here." Damon raises an eyebrow.
"I like him." Elena tries to convince him, even though she's not so sure herself.
"You know what you are, Elena? You're in denial."
"Denial? Please enlighten me as to how I'm in denial?"
"You're in denial because you refuse to admit to yourself that you don't like that boy. I bet he isn't even good in bed."
"That's none of your business, Damon!" Elena glares at him.
"Again, deflecting from the conversation because you're in denial that you have any sort of feelings for him!"
Elena was about to respond when they heard Enzo call out, "Uh, guys, we really need those wet paper towels!"
Elena closes her eyes as if to calm herself down, and when she reopens them she says coldly, "Mine and Liam's relationship is not of your concern. Liam will be coming to the wedding, and you will be nice to him. Hopefully, you will take tonight to reflect on your actions, and properly apologise to Liam again later, for ruining his shirt. Goodnight."
Without another glance backwards, Elena grabs a paper towel, runs it under the tap and then heads outside.
Well fuck.
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The next morning everyone stumbled out of bed, most of them with raging hangovers.
Elena, although still angry with Damon, was partially thankful of his antics, as it prevented the dreaded conversation that was surely to come between Liam and Elena.
After having his shirt ruined by Damon's wine, Liam was not in the mood for any talking, or sex, or even cuddling. It's safe to say that he hadn't had the best night ever.
Damon, however, was on cloud nine. Shortly after everyone went to bed, Damon told Katherine that he needed some water. Instead, he stopped by Elena's room and, thankfully for him, all he could hear was light snoring. Plan succeeded. Damon thought.
He's not entirely sure why he's so obsessed with Elena and Liam, since he definitely does not harbour any secret feelings for his ex girlfriend anymore. His wedding is in 8 days, and he's marrying a gorgeous, kind woman. He wants his fiancée to be happy. Therefore, he wants her sister to be happy. Yes... yes! That's why he's so obsessed with Elena; he wants her to be happy. That must be the reason.
Everyone else is still blissfully unaware of Damon and Elena's argument last night, and the ex couple hope to god that it stays that way.
Knowing that today may be slightly awkward, Elena takes her time getting ready for the day. Liam has already left their room to see everyone else.
Once she really can't put it off any longer, Elena saunters out of her room and bumps straight into Enzo, "Hey Enzo, you okay?"
"Still recovering from all the alcohol last night, but yeah yeah I'm fine. How are you, love?" He questions in his gorgeous British accent.
"Just tired." Elena replies lamely.
Sceptical, Enzo opens his mouth to reply, but before he can, Caroline comes bursting through the door, showing Elena the new bikini she bought.
"It's lovely, Care!" Elena gushes.
"Thank you! It was quite expensive, but it's completely worth it because..." Caroline trails off, linking Elena's arm in hers and walking back outside.
Enzo laughs slightly at Caroline being... well, just Caroline, before grabbing an apple and following them outside.
As I said before, I'm so sorry about the long wait. I'm also sorry about how boring this chapter is. It's mainly a filler chapter, as it's been so long since I've written, I need to get back into the habit of writing again, and I need to gain some ideas.
I promise promise promise that i'll update much sooner than last time.
Thank you to everyone who has commented saying that they like my story and want me to continue. I promise that this story will not be left uncompleted. It will be finished.
See you guys soon :) x