Somebody to you Chapter 6: Visits and Phone Calls, a vampire diaries fanfic

Somebody to you
Category: TV Shows » Vampire Diaries
Author: JustLola
Language: English, Rating: Rated: M
Genre: Romance/Humor

Chapter 6: Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Disclaim : I do not own Vampire Dairies. Or any songs, movies or artists or phones or phone applications I refer to in this fanfiction.

A/N : Hey guys so I was on a roll with Somebody to you this week. I just didn't want to stop writing and I still feel that way even thou I am busy as hell. But I try to work on it every chance I get. I have so many ideas of what I still want to write and I am pretty excited. So I hope you guys like this chapter. I want to thank everyone for the positive feedback and reviews. You guys are the best! Please continue to read and leave me feedback. Thank you guys.

Elena's POV

So I fainted in class, I just fell from my chair and I was out cold. I was taken to the nurse's office and my dad was contacted to come and get me, I even had to go to the doctor who prescribed me some meds. I know I wasn't really sick but I sure looked and felt the part of a person who had flu. And I mean we are in early spring so flu was an option. It's not like I wore my pyjama's last night and I was tucked underneath a duvet and a blanket.

I went straight home after that, under strict orders from my father and our doctor, I took my meds and I slept it off. I mean there is no better way to escape the world by just sleeping it away. So when I eventually woke up later I was bombarded with Black Berry Messenger messages. And then it was phone calls from my friends and my boyfriend and I had to listen to them endlessly talking and chatting away and how they were worried and all the gossip in and around the school about what happened to me. Like I wanted to know that. I had bigger things to worry about. I even had a surprise visit from Stefan when he just happened to pass my house. Yeah right…

So I did what any normal person would and I invited him into the house. I went straight to bed and got back in. He followed and sat on the chair from my desk that was next to the bed, the one I had been sitting on the previous night.

"Are you okay?" Stefan asks and his eyes scan me quickly searching for any visible sign that I might be sick.

"I'm fine Stef, the doctor said it's just some flu symptoms." I say smiling at him. It wasn't a real smile thou and I felt saddened that I had to fake for my boyfriend. "I hope you didn't catch it when you kissed me." I say and his eyes light up at the mention of the kiss. I knew that it was something that we had to talk about, eventually.

"I doubt it." He says very optimistically. "So…." He starts and I already know what he wants to know and I'm not sure what I am going to tell him about the kiss, how I felt, was it good. I hadn't even thought of it until now. Because it wasn't that spontaneous or spectacular, it wasn't really something that had me thinking about it, it was plain if there has ever been such a thing. "I know you are sick but how was the kiss?" he asked like he needs my approval on the subject.

I look him straight in the eye and I am really contemplating whether to tell him that I did not hear wedding bells when he had kissed me. But wouldn't I just be killing his dream, his vision. Wouldn't I be putting him down? And I mean I am not even experienced in that field so who was I to judge him and his kisses. I mean he could surely do better, we can do better? Practise makes perfect right? We had a lot of time to practise. "Sweet." I say and I sound a bit too sarcastic but he smiles to me and his smile is contagious.

"So you liked it? It was okay as your first kiss?" he asks.

"It was completely unexpected. But yeah I liked it." I reply placing my hand on my lap, maybe I had just said that to convince myself but it was not working at all, I suddenly look down and I forgot my duvet cover was covered in tissues. Eeuw.

"Well the next one will be even better." Stefan replies with a smile and I really hoped that the next one would be better. I just needed to know that we were still okay, that we were going to work. I needed that one great kiss from Stefan that would have me hearing wedding bells and my toes curling. Just for confirmation.

'You don't understand, you don't understand, what you do to me when you hold his hand, we were meant to be but a twist of fate…' I look from side to side, to find the source of the music now filling my room, I start to rummage through my tissues until I find my phone. I look to the screen then at Stefan who is staring straight at me with a confused look on his face.

I look back down to my flashing screen and swipe my finger over the screen bringing the phone to my ear. "Hi." I greet into the phone pushing the duvet from me as I stumble to my feet and slowly try to apologize to Stefan as I make my way towards the bathroom. But he seems to understand and he nods his head.

"Hey." Damon's voice seems rough. But when does he not sound rough? "How are you feeling?" he asks and I can hear him gulp, like he's nervous about phoning me, about talking to me.

"I'm okay, still feeling sick thou." I reply as I enter the bathroom but I don't close the door, I really don't want make Stefan more suspicious then he already was, I only grab a glass and I walk to the basin to pour myself a glass of water.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." He says into the receiver and I shake my head from side to side because it was not his fault. And it is completely ridiculous that he thought such a thing.

"No, it's not." I reply as I place the glass in the basin and open the tap pouring the glass half full before closing the tap and grabbing the glass again. "I have company at the moment could we talk later?" I ask turning back to my room, I watch as Stefan curiously look around, like he would actually find something of interest.

"Stefan?" Damon asks and I can hear the coldness seeping into his voice.

"Yip." I reply popping the 'p'.

"Okay, I'll call later?" he asks and I know that even if I say no he would still call me or I would call him.

"Bye." I say taking the phone from my ear and re-entering my room, Stefan looks up to me and he smiles yet again, that smile is absolutely infectious. I can't help but smile back at him. "So that was Bonnie." I say walking back over to the bed.

"Oh okay, you should have spoken to her, I can always wait." Stefan says as he stands up pulling my duvet cover away so I could get back into bed. See he was such a great boyfriend, so perfect.

"Nah I can call her back later." I say as I start to get comfortable on my bed and it's actually really awkward with Stefan here, just sitting there staring at me. But I guess I should just get used to that, because if we are in it for the long haul, we'll have to do this for one another right? That's what boyfriends and girlfriends do right? Sure. "So anything exciting happen?" I ask hoping to break the silence and Stefan looks to the side and then back at me.

He seems hesitant before he starts to talk. "Damon was in a fight, he got a black eye. I don't know who he was fighting but it makes me wonder." Okay so Stefan didn't know about what had happened with his elder brother yesterday. It made me question his silence towards the matter with me as well.

"Oh did he come home like that after school yesterday or what?" I ask because I clearly remember that when Stefan had called me yesterday he had not been at home and that he had been at Tyler's house but he hadn't told me.

"I don't know I spent the night at Tyler. He's helping me with my biology." Okay so he didn't hide the fact that he had been over at Tyler's place and that he was getting help, but what I just could not understand was why he was failing in the first place because he was a great student, he always did great.

"How is the biology coming?" I ask as I raise a brow.

"I just don't know what happened. I mean I'm struggling to keep up with my homework and studies. I think that I'm just so exhausted from running through your mind the whole day that I don't get time to study." That was the lamest pick-up line that I have ever heard but I smile and giggle because I just can't be rude.

"Good one Stef." I say and then look to the clock on my bedside table. It would be dinner soon and then I had another round of meds to consume, but Stefan caught on pretty quickly as he said his farewell and kissed me on my forehead before he left.

I just don't know what was going on, there was this awkward silence hanging between us between every and each sentence. There was this alien feeling when we were alone together. I felt nervous and not in a good way. I just could not stand being alone with him. But the question was did we ever really spend time alone? We were always with other people. I know conversation was easier then. Conversation was easier if you weren't the one speaking and believe me that is why I am friends with Caroline because she loved to talk. But when we were alone it was awkward and it was stiff.

It wasn't like me and Damon, just easy going. Maybe it was because I was trying so hard, trying to be the best girlfriend. Maybe I should just ease up around Stefan, be me. There was a time where we could have a conversation about everything and nothing at the same time and it was good and it was fine, it wasn't this awkward stuck up shit that we had now. Was it because I had cheated on him, was it because I kissed Damon and I had enjoyed it?

It couldn't be and I was surely imagining things. I was imagining everything.

After dinner I took a shower and took my meds then I settled into bed. I took hold of my phone and stared at the screen for 5 minutes, wondering whether or not to call Damon. He had said that he would call me? Would it be wrong if I called him? I go to my contacts and I select Damon Salvatore. The press the phone to my ear and I listen as it starts to ring.

It takes a few rings but he eventually answers the phone. "Hey." He sounded short off and like he wasn't in the mood to talk to me.

"Hey, so …" I start of and this feels awkward. This isn't right but it doesn't feel wrong at all.

"Saint Stef gone?" he asks and I can't help but giggle at his reference of Stefan. It was kind of catchy and if I didn't stop thinking about it I would be calling him that as well.

"Yeah. He left." I reply into the phone.

"How are you feeling?" he asks and I can hear him move and then there are some rustling that sounds like sheets, he might be sitting on his bed now.

"I feel sick, doctor says it probably flu." I say rolling my eyes because why was it so easy to speak Damon but I couldn't even utter a sentence to Stefan.

"You coming to school tomorrow?" he asked and I wonder why the currently interest in my academic career.

"No, I'll be back on Friday." I reply, my doctor had booked me off sick but suggested that I might be good and well enough to return to school on Friday which is a complete waste because I skip the whole week. "It actually sucks." I say looking to the clock on my bedside table.

I hear some movement on the other side and then it's quiet again. "You should just rest and get better." His voice sounds completely toneless, like there is no emotion, and like he doesn't really care.

"Damon…" I ask and the line goes quiet yet again for a few second before I hear a 'hmm'. "Did you see what happened this morning?" I ask and now I am referring to the kiss his brother had planted to my lips. Might it be that he was upset about that?

There is a long silence yet again. I know he's thinking about what he should say because I remember the look in his eyes when I saw him. "Yeah," was his only reply and the lack of his verbosity really spoke loudly. Silence said everything but I just didn't know what he meant.

"Sorry to have mentioned it. I'm just gonna go." I say and I was about to end the call when Damon's voice stopped me.

"You got your first kiss, congratulations. Not really a perfect first kiss, but I'm sure he didn't know you were sick." That answer was well thought through and I knew the hollow meaning that it held.

"Sorry. I wish you hadn't seen it." I say before removing the phone from my ear, I didn't wait for his reply, I just ended the call. I was sorry that he had to see it, I didn't want him to see it, and because I saw him I will always see the betrayal, the hate, the sadness. Yes he was acting this way because of the dumb ass kiss. But why was I so worried on how he felt? I was dating his brother and not him so what he thought and did had nothing to do with me.

I turn on my side and stare at my phone screen a while longer. I scroll through the menu and stop on the icon for Facebook. Maybe some Facebook would keep my mind off of Damon and of my shitty 'first' kiss that I shared with Stefan. I just wish that I could get amnesia, and I could just forget about everything.

I open the application and wait for the home page. There are statuses updates scattered all over and pictures being shared and posted. Caroline has taken yet another school outfit selfie and posted it, it already had 15 likes, yeah must be the cleavage she's sporting. Bonnie spent the afternoon with her grams. Rebekah Michaelson is feeling sad and lonely. Missing that special someone.

Why did people feel the need to share everything with this world? I look at a status Stefan has posted. 'You got me thinking that we can run away…' What the fuck was he talking about? Who has him thinking that they can run away. I decide to leave a comment. 'Who said anything about running away?' When and if he replied to my comment was another thing. But I go back to the main menu and scroll down.

Somehow Damon always has this way of catching my attention and all the girls on his Friend lists attention. I look at the status that he has posted. 'And I'd give up forever to touch you, cause I know that you feel me somehow.' Those words seem so familiar, I know that I have heard them somewhere.

I quickly change apps from Facebook to my Music player and I search 'Iris – Goo Goo Dolls.' And it finds it instantly. I might be wrong but that status is the opening line to Iris. I click on play and return to Facebook as I stare at the status and I wait for the song to start.

I feel goose bumps cover my skin as I listen to the words because there is so much feeling in this song, so much emotion something that Damon would never be able to show. I have read somewhere that if a girl asks you to listen to a songs words, it's to tell you something that she could not say to you. Was it the same with men? Was this the case with Damon?

I click on the status. 'You don't want the world to see you, because you don't think that they will understand, and when everything is meant to be broken you just want someone to know who you are?' I type it and look at it, reading it twice before I post it. I really don't care what anyone thinks, if or if they do not see this. This is Damon's way of talking and if you can understand it then why not reach out? Within a few seconds the comments start rolling in from the girls. Asking him if he has another girl or who is the new girl or why does he break their hearts, my comment all but forgotten. I can't help but laugh at it without any humour.

'You don't understand, you don't understand, what you do to me when you hold his hand, we were meant to be but a twist of fate…' the light on my phone flashes with the same name as earlier. 'DAMON SALVATORE' Did I really want to speak to him? I turn onto my back and I continue to look at the screen flashing, listening to the song that was now designated to his number.

"Hi…" I didn't know what else to say or how to greet him.

"Don't ever just hang up on me like that." He sounded angry to tell the truth.

"Or what?" I ask and I actually roll my eyes because who was he to tell me what to do.

"Just don't." Damon says and there is this authority in his tone that actually makes me smile.

"You were being rude." I reply because he was, his last comment before I dropped the phone was rude and sarcastic and he should not have said it.

"Elena I am who I am, and I can't help that. I'm Damon Salvatore, I make rude comments and shitty remarks." He says and it's like he's trying to defend himself but I know he isn't like that, he's just trying to keep up that badass persona.

"Not to your friends." I say as I stare towards my wall covered in pictures and notes and cute kittens. Man I was a sucker for cute kittens.

"You're the only one I have so it's hard getting used to." He replies and even thou he might not be telling the truth I can't find it in myself to doubt him or what he's saying. "I'm trying." He continues and he sounds so defeated and I wish that he was here right now, that I could look at him as he talks to me.

"Damon I really don't understand you, you give me these peaks and visions of the true you when we spend time together and then the next moment you push me out. I get it, you don't want the other people to see you like this because it would not fit this man-whore, badass persona you've got going for yourself. But I have seen the real you." In a way I was telling him to pull his shit together to stop pushing me away, to stop being that asshole he is but I'm not sure that it would ever happen.

"Elena…" he trails of and I really wonder what he wants to say. "You ever felt like your world is way too fast? That nothing is real and nothing will last?" his question is sincere and it has me thinking.

I bite my lip as I look to the ceiling. Have I ever felt like that, that my world is way too fast? Sometimes it feels like time just flies by but there is nothing I can do to stop it. But I wasn't sure what he meant by nothing is real or that nothing will last. Was he referring to us? To our friendship? "Sometimes." I reply and it's soft.

"You don't really understand what I mean," came his quick reply and it was like he was reading my mind.

"Damon…" I start but I don't know what to say.

"I'm being torn into piece, my heart is reeling, because…" the line just died. What was he going to say? I needed to know, I needed to know what he was about to say, I look at my screen and I try to phone him again and again but his phone keeps on going to voice mail and this means that his phone must be off. What was he going to say? Why was he being torn into pieces? Why was his heart reeling?

I had never felt more confused in my life. I laid in bed and waited and waited but he never called back. He didn't reply my text or messages. It was like he just disappeared from the globe.

When Friday finally rolled around, I was more confused than anything else. I could not think straight. I hadn't spoken to Damon since Tuesday. He didn't answer my calls. He didn't reply my messages so I just stopped sending them, I stopped calling him. If he just could not press a button on his phone to talk to me then I would not continue to worry about it. If Damon wanted to be like that then so be it.

I woke up with a new strut in my walk and I got ready for school. I was early today as I started my way towards school. Stefan would meet up a bit later, he said that he was running late this morning. And I know Bonnie and Caroline would only get to school 10 minutes before the bell rang, yet I wanted to be early for school. Maybe it was because I got some fresh air and had time to myself to think. That or there was seriously something wrong with me. Which was more likely.

When I get to school the parking lot is abandoned except for the 3 lone vehicles parked randomly. One of the cars is Damon's Camaro. Why he's here this early is beyond me and I wouldn't question it. I walk to the side to where the benches are, I was hoping not to run into the elder Salvatore today. I wasn't in a mood for him and how he just confuses me so much.

I get to the bench and I lean against it as I look over the parking lot. I was really early.

I didn't have any homework to finalize or catch up, I had already done it yesterday after Caroline was nice enough to bring me my assignments and homework. So I would have the next 30 to 40 minutes to myself before my friends would be here. I wonder if Ric will be hosting another party tonight.

Would me and Stefan even go to the party? I am optimistic about it but I know it's his scene and I need to support him and be on his arm, I wouldn't want another girl trying to get his attention. I look from side to side, there is a cold chill in the air, and it makes me wish that I brought a jacket.

I feel material on my shoulders and when I turn to look what's going on I see Damon was just draping his leather jacket over my shoulder. I'm sure that my eyes are wide in surprise as I look at him. Why would he give me his jacket? He never lets anyone wear his jacket but him. From what I heard it was very expensive and special to him. None of his flavour of the weeks has ever gotten the chance to even touch it. Why would he even be outside here with me.

"You look like you are cold." He says as he stands next to me, and we both are now watching over the parking lot like it is the most exciting thing to ever happen to either of us. The school parking lot….. Who was I kidding?

"Just a bit." I say pulling the material closer to my body. I am almost drowned in the scent that is Damon Salvatore. Leather, pine trees and was that bourbon. I was sure imagining that because Damon would not drink, not at school anyway.

"How are you feeling?" he asks and he's so close to me I can feel his heat radiating from him which makes me shift as close to him as I can. I was cold and even with his jacket I got chills.

"Better I guess." I reply, I wasn't really in the mood for him. But I had so many question that I wanted to ask him. I wanted to know why he had hung up on me, why we had not spoken in three days. Why? But I was too scared to ask, would he react like he did the previous time when I questioned him on where he had disappeared of to? Damon wraps his arms over his chest, his shirt showing of all his muscles. He was really masculine and I fight the urge to lick my lips. "What do you want from me Damon?" I ask turning my head sideways to look at him.

He doesn't move an inch, he continues looking at the vacant parking lot like it the most normal thing in the world. "No Elena it's not what I want from you… All I want to be, is somebody to you." His voice is low with longing. I look to his eyes then I look back to the parking lot. "I'm in love with you." The words seem so unreal as he speak them, this all just feels so unreal, my world just stopped surely. And his word just linger in the air as we both stare towards the lot. "I'm in love but you just don't care…" he trails of on the last part and I can't stop the tear that runs down my cheek, and I know he can't see it but I know if he does he knows that I heard his words.

The thing is Damon Salvatore just didn't fall in love, he didn't do the whole 'in-love' and dating scene, Damon, had one night stands. He didn't do the long term thing. It just wasn't him, and that's why his words just didn't want to sink in, they didn't want to register.

I open my mouth to tell him that he's lying, that he's not fooling me but I just can't because I don't know whether it is the truth or if it is a lie. Why would he tell me that, why would he tell me that he's in love with me when I am clearly dating his brother.

Why now? I move my hand and I touch his and then my hand is in his and I am holding his hand to make sure that he's here, that he's real and that I am not just imagining this, that I am not hallucinating on my flu meds. Because this was one sick joke. "Damon." I say but I can't look at him, I just can't.

"Elena, I'd give up forever to touch you, cause I know that you feel me somehow, you are the closest to heaven that I'll ever be, and all I can taste is your smile and all I can breathe is your life, sooner or later it will be over, but I just don't want to miss this… miss you. I just don't want the world to see me, because I don't think that they would understand, when everything seems to be broken I just want you to know who I am." His words are soft and it reminds me of Tuesday night. All this time it was for me, everything was for me. It was clear as day light, his status updates, and everything was for me.

I move from next to him so I can stand in front of him, I needed to look him in the eye, and he needed to tell me that this was one big joke, I didn't give a flying fuck if he saw the tear that had secretly escaped my eye. I look into those clear blue eyes, I'm searching for an answer, any answer, or explanation that this is just a big fat lie.

"Have you listened to the song I have assigned as my ringtone?" he asks and he's not budging, his eyes are looking as serious as he had that first time he had kissed me. I shake my head from side to side because I never thought anything of it, I just fought that it was just a song, just another song on my play list, but come to think of it, I didn't even have that song on my play list.

"No I haven't." I breathe, his left hand brushes past his jacket as he takes his phone from the inner pocket, his finger fly over the screen.

"Then listen to it." He says as he pushes his phone into my hand and I stare at it blankly as the song starts. His hand is out of my grip as he turns his back to me and he starts to walk away as soon as the lyrics start up.

"You don't understand, you don't understand
What you do to me when you hold his hand
We were meant to be but a twist of fate
Made it so we had to walk away

Cause we're on fire, we are on fire
We're on fire now

Yeah we're on fire, we are on fire
We're on fire now

(1, 2, 3)

I don't care what people say when we're together
You know I want to be the one who holds you when you sleep
I just want it to be you and I forever
I know you wanna leave
So come on baby be with me so happily

It's 4am and I know that you're with him
I wonder if he knows that I've touched your skin

And if he feels my traces in your hair
I'm sorry lord but I don't really care

Cause we're on fire, we're all on fire
We're on fire now

Yeah we're on fire, we are on fire
We're on fire now

I don't care what people say when we're together
You know I want to be the one
Who holds you when you sleep
I just want it to be you and I forever
I know you wanna leave
So come on baby be with me so happily
So happily
1, 2, 3, 4

Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh we're on fire now
Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh we're on fire now
Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh we're on fire now

I stare of into the distance I had watched him leave, as I listen to the song. Did he really mean this? Did Damon mean this? Every statement that had been in this song. I look down at the phone and I was actually having Damon's phone, I was wearing his jacket. Was he going to come back? Was he going to come and get his things? Did he want me to follow him to where he had disappeared of to?

I stared blankly of into nothing for such a long time. My thoughts are void, there is nothing there, it was just completely blank. How can Damon have this effect on me? How can he turn my world upside down like that? Why?