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

Chapter 22: Chapter 22

Chapter 22

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

Happy! Happy New year! I hope all of you guys had a great New Year. I for one had an okay new year but I did enjoy it. Sorry it took so long to update but I had some ups and downs and currently we are having a heat wave and that makes me want to do absolute nothing so the only time I can write is when I am under the aircon at work. But here you go! Another chapter for Somebody to you.

I need advice as well, I want to start a new story once Crawling is finalized. But the thing is I don't know whether to write in Damon's POV or Elena's POV, which do you prefer? Please I need to know so I can start.

Thank you to everyone that left me a review or comments, all are read and taken into consideration. Please be kind and support me, because it's your support that keeps me going and writing and motivated.

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Elena's POV

That was the fastest that Damon has ever gotten out of a car as he followed me towards the house and into the front door. The door is closed and locked as we make our way towards my room, it has become somewhat of a safe haven for us both. It was a Delena approved zone, with no comments, no complications, no judgement.

"Elena…" Damon calls my name as we enter my room and I turn my head towards him, his eyes are full of stars.

"What's wrong?" I ask as soon as I reach the bed plopping down onto it.

"I love you." The words flow from his mouth like a soft summers breeze. It's not rushed and it's not a mumble of words. It reminds me of the first time he told me that he loved me, it was the first time we had sex. But numerous times before that there was indication. I just never released his declaration of love until it was right there in my face. I smile to him because there have been countless people who said that they love me. But there was a difference between others and Damon.

I mean it's a different kind of love. No love is ever the same. My parents love my but it's not in the same way my brother loves me, not how my friends love me. But I was truly blessed to see and feel Damon's love. And I loved him, not for the way he danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of his name silences my demons.

I reach for his hand and grasp it tightly in my own. "I love you to." I say and in fact I feel overwhelmed by the fact that I can so easily declare my love to him. Damon smiles as he leans in a bit closer as he touches my lips with his own. How the hell did I get this lucky to have Damon, to have him love me the way I loved him, if not more? I return the kiss and I have a feeling that this wouldn't just stay with just kissing, yet I wasn't sure if a round two was possible. I wasn't that experienced so would Damon be able to go for another round because I had no doubt that I was ready. I was educated in sex, yes but I was inexperienced. There is a difference.

I nibble at his bottom lip, and he takes that as an open invitation. I don't mind at all because I get the chance to taste him again, and it seems that every time we kiss his taste becomes just so intoxicating that I feel that I am addicted to him.

He was surely a good addiction, I mean he was Damon Salvatore, football captain, sex on legs, the best damn thing to ever come into my damn life. I actually regret not getting to know him sooner, to look past the rumours and the stories, to get to know him for the man he really was. That bad boy that good just for me.

I grasp at his face pulling him closer to me, I taste him with my tongue, every inch of him. Magic, madness, heaven and sin all in one. I open my eyes only to see his eyes closed as he falls deeper and deeper into the kiss with so much passionate. It actually leaves me breathless when I pull back and I look at him, and I mean I am really looking at him, those blue eyes would be the death of me I knew it.

His pupils dilate as he looks to me and blue meets brown, I could help but fall in love with this man every time I looked into his eyes. I think that I just lost my mind… in his eyes. I reach forward my hands barely grasping his shirt as I start to pull him closer to me. But he's slow and he's steady as he takes my hand into his and he brings it to his mouth and he kisses my knuckles and the inside of my hand and my wrists making my whole body shudder.

He reached for my other hand and brought it to his lips as he kissed my knuckles and my palm and then my wrist before leaning forward until my back is flat against the bed, my wrists trapped in his grasp and he's hovering over he, a soft smile on his beautiful lips.

"Your skin is a melody that very few men will ever have the pleasure of hearing…" Damon breaths as he leans closer, softly kissing me, releasing my hands, on hand holding his weigh while the other softly strokes my cheek. I can't hide the goose bumps as I hear his words.

"It seems at the touch of love everyone becomes a poet." I finally say when he pulls back, his eyes meeting mine. A playful smile gracing his lips.

I hear him chuckle before he leans closer yet again and he places a soft kiss to the tip of my nose and then my lips and then my chin.

"You know, I could watch you for a single minute and find a thousand things that I love about you." Damon says once again as our eyes meet each other, our lips shortly follow in a slow and steady kiss. I feel his hand, his fingers running a race down my side until they find the hem of my shirt, pulling it up slightly as he continues to serenade my mouth with kisses. Ad these weren't just any kisses, this was full, passionate, loving, caring… So much to even comprehend what they entail to, I just never wanted his mouth to leave mine.

I don't move my hands as they remain above my head. I know that if I move them, I would rush this, we would end up like we did earlier today, fast and hard and I didn't want it fast ad hard I wanted it to last, I wanted for it to be longer, I wanted to spend every moment I could with Damon, enjoying every second, even if it meant I was selfish, because I was and I didn't care.

As soon as my shirt becomes a problem Damon pulls back but I move with him, my lips never leaning his. But soon my lips part from his and he slowly pulls my shirt up and over my head, it lands next to us on the bed and I just smile as I watch Damon, he's careful and delicate as he moves closer. Wrapping his arms around me only to unclip my bra, it too becoming something of the past as we abandon it somewhere on the floor.

I reach for him, for his shirt and soon I'm slowly pulling it from his tones chest. I watch him, how his muscles moves as the shirt is over his head and now it's joining my bra on the floor. He only leans closer as he starts to kiss down my neck until I am finally once again on my back on the bed. His lips are in no rush as he kisses my neck, and its soft kiss, that admires my skin as he goes.

My hands fall to my sides as he hover of my body, peppering me with kisses as he goes, I don't think that he misses an inch as he continues, kissing down the valley of my breasts, to my navel and that almost tickles but I remain still as he moves to one hip bone, lovingly leaving kisses there before moving to the other hip bone, I can't help but shiver. He fidgets with the button to my shorts until it finally gave way and then the zip.

But he leaves my sorts for the time being as he continues to lay soft kisses to my stomach. I move my hands slowly and steadily down until I reach his hair and it soft as lightly pull at it. A small moan escapes my throat as Damon hooks his fingers in to the waist band of my shorts and he pulls them down ever so slow. I need to lift my ass for him to fully remove the article of clothing. And then I was left in only a pair of panties.

I look up at Damon and it seems highly unfair that I only have one article of clothing on and he's still dressed. I reach up for him grasping his shoulder as I try to pull him closer but he just smiles and chuckles, standing up straight until I am no longer grasping him. He gives me this breath taking smile, his eyes glimmering in the dark, the lone light above up make him seem like a saint. A halo glowing around his beautiful mess of hair.

I watch as he leans forward, undoing his belt and then his pants are somewhere, anywhere but on him and he's standing there in his underwear. A blush creeps up onto my cheeks as I watching, he licks at his lips, and he gives me that devilish grin that every girl on this earth love.

I move up onto my elbows and move back onto the bed. With the intention that he would join me. He leans closer before taking my one leg in his hand and he softly strokes my calve before lifting my leg all the way in the air, kissing the top of my foot, my ankle, my calve and he slowly makes his way to my knee, kissing his way up that it almost feels like sweet torture.

"Damon." I say and he looks to me, his eyes a deep rich blue. But he just shakes his head from side to side as he continues to kiss his way up. The side of my knee and then it's my thigh and I can't help but shiver, he lays my leg down and then walk his fingers over my skin to the waist band of my panties, drawing them down my legs, his fingertips lightly whispering over my skin, he only smirks as I become bare. It feels like I am baring my soul to him and in a way I was. He saw me like no other person has, bare, vulnerable. When he looked at me it made me feel like maybe I am magic.

"I love you so much…" Damon mumbles as he leans in yet again and he places a lone kiss to my inner thigh when my underwear is nowhere to be found. But love, I've come to understand, is more than three words mumbled before bedtime. Love is sustained by action, a pattern of devotion in the things we do for each other every day. He looks up to me as he places his hands on my thighs, spreading my legs before moving in and I can feel his warm breath on my lips.

I shiver as a steady hand move from my thigh to my lips, he slowly spread my lips before taking a quick lick and it's earth shattering, I hum at the feeling as he starts on my. A lonely kiss placed to my inner thigh and then he dives right in and I can feel his tongue at my opening, as he licks me up and down and then I feel his tongue move inside me and he swirls his tongue, it's beyond anything I have ever felt, I don't know whether to grab onto the bed sheets for the sake of just holding on or just let go and feel head first into sweet bliss that is building up within me.

I don't even notice his hand move as he starts to move his thumb over my clit, his other hand disappears from my thigh as well as he inserts a finger into my and now he's sucking at my bundle of news, moving his thumb away momentary and I am at the point where I want to chant his name like a marta, I want to moan and yell yet I can't seem to find my voice, I forget to breath and when I feel faint I gasp desperately for air.

I'm on the verge of falling off the edge when I feel his teeth, soft yet firm as he continues to suck and working his fingers in and out of me. I grab the sheets underneath me like somehow they are going to keep me from falling of the edge, like they are going to prolong this pleasure I am currently feeling but I know there is no hiding, no prolonging. And it is bound to happen as I fall apart around him. It feels like my whole word is coming apart as stars explode as I close my eyes and I tighten my grip on the sheets, my thighs almost squeezing him to death in the process. But I can't help it, he's doing this, and I love the fact that he can play my body like a violin. He knew every note to hit, to have me falling apart.

It doesn't stop there, it never does because Damon is a gentleman, he makes sure you are satisfied before looking at his own needs. But I need to make sure his needs are taken care of. Right now I feel like I can't focus at all but I feel him move, and he's hovering on top of me.

I want to reach for him but he leans closer his lips meeting mine and he tastes saltier then before but I know that taste and I embrace the taste that is me. In the process where I reached my orgasm he has found a way to rid himself of his underwear, I can feel the tip of his cock against my over sensitive skin. It only makes me moan louder.

He moves his hand down our bodies and then I feel the tip of his cock at my entrance and I shiver. I'm still on an all-time high from the orgasm I have just experienced. But I'm willing, I'm ready as he slowly slides inside of me and I love the feeling of him complete inside of me. He still for a second, his mouth never wondering from mine, I capture the moan that leaves his lips and it sends vibrations down my whole body. When he starts moving I move with him, my lips only leaving his to capture much needed air.

I can't stop the moans that erupt from deep inside my chest, how I grasp and grip at Damon, I almost claw at his back, my chest moving with his, up and down, as he moves within me. Dear God it felt so good, it feels better than it should. Damon's mouth moves from mine as he starts to assault my neck and shoulder to the point where I can feel him nip at the soft flesh. A throaty moan escapes my mouth as I grab as his shoulder. I even dare digging my nails into his soft flesh of his back.

I spread my legs a bit further and arch my back into him, I can hear his grunts and moans as he worms his arm around my back and pull me closer. I feel his inside of me, hitting every spot as he withdraws and thrusts back in, I can see the sweat beads on his forehead as he glances to me, his eyes meeting me and I feel like I can ignite with the flame that is slowly starting inside of me.

His thrusts become longer, harder, the sound of skin hitting skin fills my room. I move my hips to the rhythm he has set, I move against him, my body pressing tightly against his. It's becoming harder and harder to hold onto my sanity that I have abandoned moments earlier in a moment of passion. I snake my arm around his neck pulling him to me, pulling him closer as I consume his lips and he consumes all that I am. I reach breaking point and fall into the ecstasy that is waiting for me, I just let go and I fall, and fall and then he's right there with me, he's falling with me, I moan and it's loud and I want to yell out in pure pleasure. I hear my name and it's yelled from his lips as he continues to move, he doesn't skip a beat, his pace just increases to the point where he arches his back.

My eyes are trained on his face and he looks like a Greek God, lost in the moment, lost in the passion as he just lets go, I can almost feel his cock pulse inside of me, but I am to distracted by my own pleasure to notice anything or anyone, for that matter. I take in a much needed breathe of air and he releases his breath as he opens his dazed eyes as he lazily smile to me before leaning closer and kissing me.

I turn onto my stomach as I watch him pick up the clothes that now scatter my room. I watch in fascination as he picks up a shirt but it's just another one of mine. I giggle as he place it next to me on the bed. "What's so funny?" he asks lightly brushing the hair out of my faced as he kneels next to me.

"You." I reply and he just chuckles shaking his head from side to side. "Do you really have to leave?" I ask and at this he raises a brow only to look at something behind me, even thou I know e's looking at my bare ass.

"I'm going to be late for practice babe." Damon says as he rises against, looking around from side to side. "You know I would rather be here cuddling with you but I need to go to practice." Damon says as I finally role onto my back giving him a complete view of my bare body and was that a glare I see right there? I chuckle moving to the side of the bed and rising up to my feet.

"Can I go with you?" I ask folding my arms over my chest, because I really had nothing better to do, and I wasn't sleepy either even if it was 07:25AM.

Damon turns to me and I can tell he's biting the inside of his mouth as he moves to me, placing an hand on my hips and another around my back as he pulls me to him. "Dressed like this?" he asks as he pulls me in for a hug and I can feel his erection already pressing against the confines of his shorts. "No…" Damon says before kissing me lightly and I can't help but giggle and laugh.

"I'll get dressed." I say moving against him and I know it's pretty hard for him to think of anything other than my small frame against his.

"I would like you dressed if you go with me… but we do need to hurry." He says and I just nod my head, as I pull from him and I move to my wardrobe, pulling out a pair of underwear and a matching bra. I quickly pull them before I turn around and Damon has that look in his eyes…

"What?" I ask frowning.

"I always thought it was erotic to see you get undressed but, seeing you get dressed is hot as well." He says but I rise my fore finger to him wiggling it from side to side.

"No… We need to hurry." I say a bit more serious before I move to my closet, I pull out a simple pair of jean short and then I reach for the very shirt Damon was looking for, pulling it up and over my head. It's a rather loose fit but as soon as Damon see this he smiles to me shaking his head.

"Elena…" he starts as he takes a hold of my, grasping my hips softly. "I need that…" He says leaning in closer before stealing a kiss.

"It looks better on me." I say giving him another kiss and he grunts because he knows I am right. "And when your finish with practice you can take it off me." At this his eyes go wide for a mere second but he just smiles as he kisses me one last time, finally giving in. I was going to wear his shirt no matter what. And he will be pitching up at practice with no shirt at all.

"You know people are going to talk when they see us." Damon says as he grabs his phone and his car keys.

It was true, people would talk and speculate and do God knows what else. I move over to where Damon is and grab my phone, next to it is my camera but Damon reaches for it and snaps a picture of my, my hair in a messy bun, I'm still wearing last night's make-up, which still looks rather good on me, in in his shirt and my shorts, and some Levi on my feet. But I smile as he pulls me to him and he kisses me again but I can hear him take pictures continuously. I just give on to his sweet lips.

But he pulls away from me and then it's his phone in his hand and my camera has disappeared. I smile or more like laugh as the flash of his camera goes off and he just smiles as he grabs my hand and we make our way down the flight of stairs and once we are in his car, and I am safely wearing the safety belt, he looks to me before he swipes on his phone.

I look to my phone and swipe the screen that has been dead for the past 12 hours. I was bombarded with social media notifications and messages. I forego the messages, I would read them later, if ever this weekend. I open Facebook and I have a variety of notifications and messages and may I add a few friend requests as well. My phone beeps as I get another Facebook notification. I look to the top of the screen. Damon Salvatore tagged you in a picture.

I furrow my brows and sneaks a peak at him but he just smiles to me. I move to my profile, before anything I needed to do something. I open the section 'update info', and go to relationships, 'edit relationship', I select 'in a relationship' and move to enter name, I don't even think about it, I type with pride 'Damon Salvatore' and I 'save'. I move back to my profile as I hear Damon's phone and seconds later he looks to me smiling.

I instantly get a notification and I move to my profile. Elena Gilbert is in a relationship with Damon Salvatore. "You know our relationship won't make sense to anyone." Damon says and I smile as I look down to my phone.

"Our relationship is just that: Ours. It doesn't have to make sense to anyone else." I say as Damon starts up his car and we make our way toward the school.

It was true right? Our relationship is just that: Ours. It doesn't have to make sense to anyone else but us. I sit on the bleachers away from the scorching sun, Damon quickly changed and he was now on the field with the rest of the team. Every now and again he would look to me and he would smile and I would wave to him. He would get this big infectious smile on his lips and shake his head.

I look to the screen of my phone and tap on the notifications. I look to the first on and it's the picture Damon took of me in his shirt with the caption 'Give me back my shirt. ElenaGilbert.' and then is a smiley face and a kissey face and I can't help but smile.

'Nope, looks better on me DamonSalvatore' I send back just before liking the picture. It would be the first ever picture Damon has uploaded of a girl. I smile at the thought. But I move back to my notifications and I start from the pictures I was tagged in to the random comment people left on the said pictures. I start to go through the pictures uploaded by Tylor and I save then as I go, in most pictures I was smiling and I was almost all the time with Damon, he was in every picture I was. I just shake my head.

I reach one picture, and I clearly remember that Damon was singing to me, 'Kiss you' and it was where he pulled in for one of his kisses. The picture is rather good as I look at it. I go to options and change my profile picture to the said picture. I just announced to the world that I was indeed in a relationship with the one and only Damon Salvatore so I might as well change my profile picture. I smile as I move to the next few pictures. But nothing to special or out of the ordinary. Some of our other class mates also took some pictures which they uploaded and I downloaded.

My phone beeps and it's a new notification. I move to it and Hailey Marshal just liked that you are in a relationship. I smile. I wonder how it went after I left, well not really because I know that Caroline and Bonnie will have a mouthful when they eventually realize. And I wasn't in the mood for that just yet.

In change applications and move to Whatsapp. There are a long list of messages waiting for me, the last being from Ric, around two this morning. 'Lena were r u & Daomn?' he was most likely drunk. Yip.

I move to Haileys name and open a conversation. 'Where did you and Damon disappear of to?' was her last message. I smile, if she only knew half of the night I had after I left the party.

'Good morning sunshine.' I type but I suspect that she might still be sleeping because it was 08:00 AM on a Saturday, what person in their right mind would be awake? Much less at school watching their boyfriend practice football?

I move to Bonnie, and there was no message, no what the fuck, no comment or anything since I last spoke to her. I mean this was unlike Bonnie but hell if she wasn't going to say anything or bring up the subject then why should I? But I see that I have a long list of swear words from Caroline and question that I was not even going to answer. I mean why should I? She asked questions like why am I standing up for Damon, and why did I let him kiss me. News flash I did more than just kiss him.

Maybe I was right and both Bonnie and Caroline was jealous, maybe they wanted to be on the list of girl Damon Salvatore has been with but never got the chance and now they are jealous because he is paying attention to me, he wants me, he wants to be with me. And I didn't doubt that for a second. Damon wanted to be with me, he committed to me. I don't believe Damon has ever committed him to a relationship but I knew that he was doing this for me, he wanted to be with me. I realized that he already had the chance to have me, and he stayed after he had me. That should mean something.

Yes Damon Salvatore was my first real love, and I would want him to be my one and only but we would need to sit back and we would need to work on this to ensure that it stays that way. And I wasn't planning on straying from him.

My phone vibrates and my messenger icon for Facebook pops up with an unknown picture of a girl. I open the message. "In a relationship with Damon Salvatore? How cute, just one thing wrong with that, he doesn't do relationships." The message reads and I frown as I look to the picture and the name. Andy. I didn't know an Andy. But I open her profile and we had a few mutual friends, one being Caroline.

I go back to the message. "Oh and you would know that because you have been in a relationship with him?" I send back, she's active instantly.

"Oh honey, he's more of a friends with benefits type of girl." This Andy girl sends back and I need to stop myself before I got mad for no good reason. Nothing any one could say would make me doubt him.

"And when last did you benefit from him?" I ask and I need to wait a few minutes before she finally replies.

"Last night at Ric's party, and last Friday." I giggle at this because I recall both times, and he was safely in my bed, between my legs. This girl had a nerve to lie so bluntly, but then again this could be a trap and they would just fish for any information concerning me and Damon.

"Good for you." I send back and then I block the bleach blonde bitch. Caroline must have put her up to this because seriously that was lame. I look to the field and I smile as I watch Damon. Then my phone vibrates again with new notifications…. Yes more than one. I open one. It's Damon's picture of me and there are more comment now.

'Tell me you guess are fucking around?' that was Tyler Lockwood.

' ElenaGilbert what the hell is going on?' That was Matt. So it began.

'Were you in Elena's room DamonSalvatore?' Oh Bonnie decided to pitch in.

'That's definitely the shirt Damon wore last night and that is Elena's room.' Bonnie comments and I have to laugh. Might as well fuck things up.

' Bonnie Thank you captain obvious.' I comment and I am sure hell is about to freeze over. I move to my other notification and it's about my relationship status. Bonnie Bennet, Matt Donavan, Caroline Forbes and Tyler Lockwood has commented on you relationship status update. I open the notification and there are roughly around 13 comment already.

'April fools already?' Two counts of 'WTF?!' and Caroline with the all-time favourite; 'Elena Gilbert you have some fucking explaining to do.' I mean where these people serious? Like what they would comment would affect my judgement or relationship? Not in this world or the next.

I go to my main page and look at some status updates until I felt inspired to share my own words. 'His heart was wild, but I didn't want to catch it, I wanted to run with it, to set mine free. – feeling in love with Damon Salvatore.' I update my status and then I switched my hone off and I placed it next to me as I pulled my camera closer and I started taking pictures of the men on the field, well one man in particular, and I captured him not only with my camera but my heart as well.