1.13 - First Date Pt. 2

Hanna had gotten a late start that Saturday morning after staying up way to late the previous evening while having a marathon of Netflix shows with her sister Caroline. So, it was time for coffee, or else she was pretty positive the rest of her day would be spent in bed. She ordered her usual at the local Rear Window café and grabbed a seat at a table near the window to have a little time in peace to wakeup with her caffeinated drink. She shut her eyes with a yawn, but as soon as she opened them again, she almost yelled out as her eyes set upon a figure now suddenly in front of her. "Jeez, Damon! You seriously know how to scare someone."

Damon reclined in the chair across from Hanna after appearing seemingly out of the blue. "Really? I've often been told my appearance has the opposite effect."

"Well trust me, not today." Hanna rolled her eyes at him as she relaxed again, taking a sip of her drink.

"You should stop by later, maybe help make dinner?" Damon inquired vaguely, trying to gauge her interest level before making any serious moves.

Hanna, assuming he meant with the rest of the family present, eagerly agreed. "Yeah, sure! It'll be nice to get out of the house tonight anyway."

"Great, it's a date then." Damon winked at her before he got up to leave.

"In your dreams, Damon." Hanna rolled her eyes with a laugh as she watched him go.

It was slowly becoming late afternoon as Hanna arrived the Montgomery house for dinner, or well, dinner prep. After ringing the doorbell, Damon flung it open with a grin. "You actually came." He smirked at her as he gestured her inside.

"Yeah of course, there's free food here, why wouldn't I?" Hanna joked as she made her way into the kitchen. "So, what're we making?"

"Roasted lemon chicken a la Damon, with chocolate chip cookies for dessert." Damon recited the menu for the evening as he pulled the last few ingredients out of the cabinets.

"Wow, and it actually sounds good." She teased him with a smile. "I vote cookies first so we can eat them while we work."

"I like the way you think." Damon replied with a wink as he gathered the ingredients on the counter. "Hey, can you grab the flour?" He asked, pointing to a cabinet next to her.

"Yeah sure." Hanna reached in to grab the bag, but as she swung around to give it to him, she hadn't realized it was open, and half of the contents sprayed all across Damon. Hanna gasped; he was covered head to toe in white, powdery flour. He spit some out of his mouth as they stood there in shock, before Hanna completely burst out laughing.

"Oh, I am definitely getting you back for this." He menaced playfully as she sprinted around the other side of the counter, still holding the bag of flour. But, she was no match for his speed, and with a screaming Hanna, he grabbed the bag and dumped the rest of the contents all over her.

"Oh my god!" She yelled out between laughs. "Get this off of me!"

"Well, if you say so." Damon ran towards the sink and grabbed the pull out spigot hose and pointed it directly in her direction, spraying the blonde with water. She screamed again, though her laugher was getting far more out of control. Hanna raced towards him, and grabbed the head of the pull out faucet and aimed it right at him, soaking him almost as much as he had managed to do to her. While wrestling to get the faucet back under his control, Hanna slipped in the mixture of water and flour that now coated the floors, but before she fell, she made sure to bring Damon down with her.

They lay on the floor next to one another, laughing completely uncontrollably. Suddenly, they realized the slightly uncomfortable close proximity between them. Damon determined it was time to take advantage of the situation and make a move. He leaned in towards Hanna as she lay next to him, her laughter dying away as she saw the look in his eyes. They were so close now they were just barely touching, but their breaths became deeper and more hesitant as he put his hand on her cheek. With an almost magnetic motion, his lips came crashing onto hers, pulling her close against him as they lay on the kitchen floor, ignoring the floury watery mess surrounding them. The kiss deepened and became more furious with longing as he pinned her to the ground beneath him. She tugged off his shirt as he undid her blouse, barely leaving one another's lips as they did so.

Abruptly, Hanna pulled away from him as she quickly sat up with a worried look. "Oh my god, the kitchen, and Aria's coming home, and we have nothing cooked and..."

"Hanna. Stop." Damon moved closer towards her again kissing her neck. "She's not coming home. I'll clean it up before she does. Shut up and stop worrying." He laughed as he kissed her again and again, not willing to separate himself from her skin.

"Wait...what?" Hanna pulled away again as Damon rolled his eyes and sighed. "I'm sorry, I thought we were making a family dinner?" She squinted at him in confusion.

"I never said that. I just asked you to come make dinner. You were the one who agreed."

"But I thought..." She shook her head, still not getting the situation. "Why?"

"Why?" Damon laughed as he sat up and leaned against the counters next to her. "Why do you think, Hanna?" He shook his head at her blank stare. She still didn't seem to get it. "Because, it seems that I just can't get enough of your passive aggressive remarks." He joked as he looked her in the eye.

With a laugh she leaned next to him. She hadn't ever felt this amount of attraction towards someone, it was so intense and all consuming, she was sure her breathing or heartbeat or her brain or something medical was currently delayed. "So lemme get this straight. Damon Montgomery actually likes a girl. Wow, I truly thought this day would never come." She teased, while she swayed to push her shoulder against his. "You know we can't tell Aria about this. She would totally flip out."

"Oh of course not." Damon laughed at the thought of his sister discovering him and her best friend in such a compromising position, but he was slightly worried about how she would take it. He had spent such a long time building up their relationship, he didn't want anything to wreck it. "But if she did, we might as well give her something to worry about." He whispered as he leaned over, pushing his lips against hers as she giggled, bringing her body under his again on the floor.


Matt waited at the edge of the cub in front of the movie theater, tickets in hand for the latest romantic comedy to hit the screen. His date Alison had to be one of the prettiest girls he'd ever seen, and since he met her, he just could not get her out of his mind. The perfect blonde curls, the bright blue eyes, and that smile, but he felt as though there was a much deeper, more intense side to her, though he couldn't pin point just what it was quite yet. All he knew is that he hoped he'd get the chance to figure it out. His face broke into a grin as he saw Alison walking towards him, although he could have sworn she seemed to appear there out of no where.

"Well you're looking handsome." She grinned at his wide, adorable smile. Alison knew this whole ordeal with Matt was a horrible idea, but she just couldn't help herself. She hadn't gotten used to controlling her overpowering emotions as a vampire, and right now, her emotions were all pointing directly at Matt. He was just so perfectly sweet and kind, and everything she would have ever wanted in a guy if, well, this hadn't happened to her. "You already got the tickets! Well that means I get to buy the popcorn."

"Deal." He took her hand in his, and led her into the theater.

At the touch of his hand, her smile grew almost melancholy. She hadn't come to terms with this whole undead, immortal thing quite yet, it was all so new. After she grabbed the biggest bag of popcorn they had, the two made their way into the theater and sat in the center, towards the back row. Since the movie had been out for a while, there wasn't much of an audience, to Alison's relief. "Thank you for this whole date idea, Matt. You're a really sweet guy, know that?"

"Right back at you." He squeezed her hand, just excited to be near her. "Er, well, girl, not guy... you know what I mean." He laughed awkwardly, his nerves clearly showing.

Alison seized the moment, and leaned towards him with a kiss. It was such a sweet innocent kiss, something she hadn't experienced in a long time. The movie started to play and the two of them relaxed into their seats, hands clasped as if they would never let go.

Before they knew it, the movie was over, and Matt reluctantly led Alison outside to say goodbye. "Are you sure I can't drive you home?" He asked, sweeping the hair out of her face as he gave her a goodnight hug. "It's getting really late, I don't want anything happening to you out there."

She grinned at him, warmed by his big bear hug. "Somehow I think I'll manage. It's only Rosewood Falls, after all." She laughed; he didn't realize that she'd probably be the most dangerous thing walking around that evening. "I had a really great time tonight."

"Me too, let's make this a habit." He hugged her tighter, counting down the seconds until he could see her again.

"Well, if you insist." She smiled up at him as he leaned in for a kiss goodbye. She prolonged this kiss a little more than she had the first, not wanting to leave him either, and stay in her little pretend world. But, all things have to come to an end, so they finally exchanged goodbyes. He drove off in his car as she walked away, smiling to herself. That is, until a powerful hand grabbed her and pulled her into the near by alleyway.

She felt her body being slammed up against the wall, and a hand on her throat. Of course, Katherine. "What the hell do you think you're doing, Alison?"

"Oh, relax. I'm just having a little fun." She choked out, trying to wiggle her way out of Katherine's grasp, unsuccessfully.

"You are not allowed to have fun. We're not here for fun, remember? We're here for revenge, and to get –A before anything else happens to us." With barely an effort, she threw Alison to the ground as the girl whined, still not used to her miraculous healing abilities. "Now enough with the fooling around, you're supposed to be focused. I didn't help you through all that stupid vampire training for nothing after all. Plus, you want that cure, don't you? So you can be with your precious, stupid little human Matty, right? Then do what I say and he doesn't get hurt, got it?"

With the idea of any harm coming to Matt, Alison sprang back into action, this time pinning Katherine against the further wall. "If you touch a hair on Matt's head, I'll..."

"You'll what, hun, kill me? Been there, done that." Katherine spat back.

"Fine, I'll do everything, but Matt isn't involved." She loosened her grip on Katherine's neck, marveling at her new strength and power.

"Deal, hun." Katherine winked at her in a laugh. "Now can we go get a manicure tomorrow? Because this fight just screwed up my perfect hands."


1:30 AM:

"Night Care!" Hanna called to her sister down the hall. She had told her sister she got pushed in the pool at Aria's house, because that was a whole lot of a better excuse than what had really happened, especially since she knew Caroline couldn't stand Damon for the life of her. She tucked herself in bed, replaying the evening in her mind. The kitchen floor. The shower. Finally, actually, making dinner. The couch. Then home to dream about the previous day. But, before she could make herself comfortable, she heard her phone buzz. Pulling it out, she gasped as she read herself the message, looking around her room nervously.

"Your best friend's brother might be sweet now, Hanna, but keep this one a secret and you'll be discovering a much scarier one. Be careful what you wish for." – A