I can't believe I'm starting another story. But here it is. This keeps going in my head.
Elena's heart was racing. Is it always going to be like this? She asked herself as she looked in the mirror. "I don't know if I can do this." She bit her lip and looked over at her best friend.
"You say that every time. And every time you kill it." Katherine smiled trying to relax her friend. "You're going to be fine. Take a deep breath, 'Lena." She looked at Elena's worried expression on in the mirror.
"Thank you Kat. Really, you have no idea how much it means to me that you're here with me."
Elena had decided that she wanted to finally go after her dream and sing. So she packed her things and told her parents she was moving to Nashville.
Katherine Pierce was her best friend. They grew up together, they did everything together. Because of that, when Kat heard that Elena was moving to Nashville she packed up and left with her. She couldn't let her friend do this alone could she?
When Elena heard her name being called she pulled out of her thoughts and glanced at herself one more time. Good enough, she told herself and stepped onto the stage. She closed her eyes and waited as the music started. Elena's eyes opened and she began singing.
I bet this road will take me out of here,
take me far away from Amarillo.
I bet this car will go real fast,
the wheels might even drive me past
the places that you said I'd never go.
She stared out towards the audience and let the music take over. All her nerves slipped away.
An I'll grab the wheel and point it west
Pack the good and leave the rest
I'll drive until I find the missing piece
You said I wouldn't get too far on a tank of gas
And an empty heart
But I have everything I'll ever need
I got this old guitar and a brand new set of strings.
She took a deep breath as the music slowed to a stop. Elena's eyes looked around the bar. This was the fullest she's ever seen this place. Instead of making her nervous, she felt excited. They were here for her. She may not have a record deal and have the fame. But she had fans that wanted to see her sing.
X
"We need somewhere small. I don't want to deal with hundreds of fans." Damon sighed and looked at his phone. "Have any ideas?" He looked up at his brother.
Stefan was in town for a few days and they needed somewhere that they could actually talk and not have thousands of Damon's fans come up to him. "It's pretty much impossible to find a place where people don't know you."
"Well think of something." He was getting impatient and scanned through a few messages.
"I know. There's a little bar that we can go to. They have local singers go and perform."
Damon though for a moment before nodding, "Sounds good Stef."
As they arrived Damon put on a hat and a pair of sunglasses. Less chances for someone to notice m4, he thought to himself before entering the bar.
They sat down at a table near the back. Towards the stage was crowded and when he saw the girl that was singing, he knew why.
She was wearing a short dress that hugged her upper body perfectly, but the bottom of it was loose. The red looked incredible against her olive skin and her legs looked very long. His mind began to wander and he thought about them wrapped around his waist. He pulled his mind away from the thoughts and let himself listen to what she was singing as the next song began to play.
Tank tops and cut-off jeans
Bikinis and belly rings
We'll make that scene when the
DJ plays 'Dancing Queen'
Fellas lay your money down
We'll letcha buy around
Don't push your luck
Don't get more than your hopes up
Damon was in awe of her voice. Why was this girl playing here and not on stage in front of millions of people? He looked back up and kept listening.
I'm just a summer girl
I wear my flip flops
And when I let my hair down
That's when the party starts
And who needs a boyfriend
I've got my girlfriends
And when we get together
The summer never ends
Damn this girl is talented. He had to meet her. He took a sip of the bourbon that was in front of him and inhaled deeply. "I want to meet her."
Stefan looked at him with a confused look and pointed to the girl on stage. "Her?" He looked even more surprised as Damon nodded. "Why? I mean, yeah she hot, but you want to meet her? You never want to meet anyone."
"It's not just about her being hot. She talented, really talented. I want to meet her Stefan. Make it happen."
"I'll talk to Alaric. We can get some information on her and have her come to the studio sometime."
"Not sometime," he glared at his brother sitting across the table. "Tonight, I want to meet her tonight."
"Okay…" he eventually gave in and walked over to the bar. Damon stayed in his seat and continued watching the woman on the stage. He couldn't take his eyes off of her.
X
"Elena you were perfect! Your family would be so proud of you!" Kat grabbed her friend as she walked backstage after her set. "The crowd loved you."
"Thanks Kat," she smiled and took a sip of water. "You really think I was good?"
"Flawless." She smiled as a man approached them. "And you are?"
"I'm sorry to bother you. My name is Stefan. My brother saw you preform and wants to meet you."
Elena's eyes widened. Someone wants to meet me? "Uh, sure… Yeah, he can come back. I'm just going to change real quick."
"Thank you so much. He'll be excited."
Once she was changed back into her jeans and tank-top Elena walked out of the dressing room and noticed a dark haired man standing next to Stefan. When she turned around she stopped in her tracks. This wasn't just anyone. This was Damon Salvatore.
He approached her slowly and held out his hand. "Damon Salvatore."
"I-I know who you are." She smiled shyly and held out her hand. "I'm Elena Gilbert."
Damon lifted her hand and kissed her knuckles softly. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Elena."
She nearly melted at the way her name rolled off of his tongue. "May I ask why you're here, Mr. Salvatore?"
"Well, I wanted somewhere small. But once I saw you singing I couldn't leave. You're very talented Miss Gilbert."
Elena felt her cheeks turn red and looked down. "That means a lot. Thank you." She looked up and saw a smirk on Damon's face.
"Here," he reached in his pocket and handed her a card. "If you ever need anything, at all, give me a call. I'd really like to help you out with your music." He smiled at her once more before turning and walking away.
Elena's heart was hammering in her chest. She just met Damon Salvatore. No, he wanted to meet her. He wants to help her. This was more than she ever thought would happen here. Why did he want to help her? She had to call him. She already wanted to see him again.
X
"She's even more beautiful in person." Damon closed his eyes and thought about her brown eyes looking into his. "Everything about her is beautiful. Her eyes, her lips, and the way she blushed."
Stefan rolled his eyes and pulled into Damon's driveway. "You just met her. You know nothing about her." He tried to reason with his brother.
Damon ignored him and went up into his bedroom. He climbed into bed and thought about the brunette singer. He prayed to God that she would call him. He wanted to see her again and soon. He missed her already.
A/N: The songs I used in this chapter are New Strings - Miranda Lambert and Summer Girl - Jessica Andrews.
Should I continue this story? Let me know what you think.
