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Stefan

I leave the Elena in the kitchen, as I walk to the bedroom, a peel off my shirt, and start the shower, taking off the rest of my clothes, I step in and my thoughts drift back to Elena, how damaged she really was, but she was very good at hiding it, her life story about her mom and dad and how she can't forgive her mom, like I can't even think about forgiving my dad. My thoughts drift back to Damon for a moment and a sadness rushes through me, I guess I fucked that one up to, but I know as long as my brother has the influence of our father in his life, our relationship won't work right now. But I also want to laugh at Damon, tell him how wrong he is, that being with this married women, being with Elena was the best thing that happened to me in a long time. She's so sexy and she's so demanding and she's so kind and caring and understanding, and I find myself drawn to her. And when we kiss each kiss is like the first one, and each touch is like fire to my soul.

When she came out wearing my plaid shirt moments later, it took everything in my might not to grab her and push her against that wall, I was honored and prideful she was wearing my shirt though, maybe I'll let her keep it, her husband will ask where she got it from and I'll be happy knowing it'll drive him bat shit crazy as he wonders where it all went wrong. Elena, well, it seemed like no one loved or took care of her needs in a long time, and I have no problem doing that, but it also made me sad, the Captain has a great wife and he should realize that. And for some reason she only wanted to be with me? I was speechless when she told me she didn't know how she felt about her husband and that with me it was different, God, I wanted her so bad, but I had to wait, until she was ready, until it was on her own terms. She has to want to be with me, I wasn't going to force her into anything.

I quickly shower and throw on a pair of jeans, looking through my closet for a shirt I can wear tonight. I can't believe Elena agreed to come out to this club tonight, it's not because I think she's old I was surprised, I just thought clubs wasn't her scene.

I quickly dress and shag out my hair, letting it air dry.

Elena comes in, in her tight little shirt and my plaid shirt, her brown eyes looking at me curiously.

"Almost time to go." I say, as I brush past her, and she smiles at me.

Then it hit me this is going to be the last night with her, I feel my heart drop in sadness, as she grabs my hand, I look over at her and she smiles, intertwining our fingers, she always had this weird quirk of always knowing what was on my mind, and I liked it for that, she always knew how to comfort me.

I smile up at her and she grabs the motorcycle helmet from my dresser, we walk out of the house together and onto my bike.

We get to the club twenty minutes later, and it's lit, music is playing loud, people are standing in line. How are we going to get in? I think as I park my bike, she unwraps her arms around my waist and gets off, she takes off her helmet, and I watch as her long brown hair sways into the breeze.

I smile lightly at her and take off my own helmet, she grabs my hand and we make it through the crowd of people, surprisingly the bouncer lets us in right away.

We get to the back of the v.i.p section where there are a couple slot machines and a two purple couches, Tom's sitting by one of them, talking to a familiar blonde girl, when Elena freezes, I realize it's her best friend.

"Hey, you okay?" I ask, turning around her, but she nods, as she grabs my hand again.

"Let's do this." She whispers, we walk up to them and Caroline smiles at Elena, hugging her.

"About time you two showed up." Caroline says, looking at me and I go to make an excuse but Elena laughs, and shrugs her shoulders. I sit down next to Tom while Caroline and Elena make talk in the back ground.

"Hey, man!" he exclaims, patting me on the back, I laugh and slug him in the shoulder.

"hey, yourself." I say, and he smiles.

We begin talking about old times and then Caroline and Elena join our conversation and we all talk surprisingly well.

We order drinks and drink, suddenly Elena hears a song and she jumps up, taking my hand.

"Let's go dance." She says, excitingly and I see a familiar haze in her eyes, she must be a little tipsy.

"Ahhh, I don't dance." I say, shaking my head, but she pouts at me, and Tom and Caroline urge us to go, so I finally give in as she shouts with glee, holding onto my hand.

We get to the dance floor, and I wrap my hands around her waist, she backs up against me, and soon we're dancing so slow and it makes heat come into my cheeks, my heart thudding against my chest as we grind to the music, my hands rub her sides, as she leans her head back, snaking her arm around my neck, we're both sweaty, but I don't want to stop dancing, this is the first time in a long time I've had this much fun at a club and I order her and I a round of shots, soon we're drinking them and dancing , she pushes against me, and all I can smell is her scent on my nose, as my nose brushes against her neck, she runs her fingers through my messy hair, matching my rhythm. I feel sparks go down my spine, and I'm beginning to feel horny when Tom taps on my shoulder, I tell him to fuck off, but he keeps tapping and Elena stops dancing, I look down at her, her hair's a mess, and her makeup is smudged a little, I wonder if there's red marks on my neck, from where she was kissing it.

She urges me to go and soon grabs Caroline, I watch them dance together as Tom pulls me aside at the bar.

"What?" I ask, annoyed, but my best friend rolls his eyes.

"We need to talk." He says, eyeing me with seriousness.

"What is it?" I ask, sobering up at the expression on his face, I knew he meant business.

"The other gangs are looking for you, they sent me a warning to tell you." He says, as he looks at me.

I roll my eyes.

Bull shit, they couldn't touch me.

"I'll be fine, Tom." I say, starting to get up but he pulls me back down.

"Stefan, I'm serious, I've heard horror stories about this gang." He says, his eyes focused on me.
"I appreciate your concern but I got this." I say in a smooth tone, as I pat his chest, he just looks at me sadly.

"Alright, just ignore my warning then." He says, rolling his eyes,

"Come on Tommy, you know I'm going to be fine." I say, as I down another shot.

Little did I know a pair of ears were listening to us, I turn around and see Elena, a worried expression on her face.

"Is this true?" She asks, her mouth half open at this supposed terrifying news.

"Yeah, but I'll be fine." I say, grabbing her hands and kissing her palms.

"Stefan.." She whispers, sighing, as she looks at Tom, I turn around and see him shaking his head at her.

I groan, kind of annoyed of his attitude.

"Wanna leave?" I ask Elena, but she looks at me confused, finally she sighs and nods her head.

"If you want to." She says.

So we leave and as I hug Tom goodbye he whispers for me to be careful and I sigh, nodding my head, Caroline and Elena say their goodbyes.

The motorcycle ride home is tense and when I park in my garage, Elena jumps off the bike so fast you'd think it was on fire.

I sigh deeply, taking off my helmet as she does, running my fingers along my hair.

I didn't need her to worry about me, I could take care of myself, yet I knew she was going to worry about me no matter what I said, but I didn't want her to be mad at me.

We don't say anything as we enter the loft and I lock the door behind me.

She whips around and stares at me, her eyes filled with worry.

"I know you don't want me to worry.. but I just want you to be safe." She whispers, touching my cheek and I look into her shiny brown eyes, my heart swelling with happiness.

"I know, but I'll be fine." I whisper, but she quickly drops her hand from my face, her brown eyes guarded.

"That's all you ever say, you'll be fine." She mimics me and I look down at her, surprised.

"Stefan, we don't know what this life will throw at us.." She yells, throwing off her jacket in anger, her eyes glaring at me.

"You don't know if you're going to be fine." she says, her voice raising at each word.

"All I know if I lose you in the future.. I won't be able to live with myself, Stefan. You make everything better, you inspire me, and you helped me, and you believe in me when no one else did, and you..challenge me to let my dark side in, to give into my desires, so if you don't come back alive, I'll be all alone again, and I don't think I can live with that.." She whispers, her hands running down her beautiful hair, her tone sad.

I'm almost taken back from her expression, and I immediately wrap my strong arms around her gentle waist, but she pushes me off, still angry with me.
"No.. I hate you!" She yells, shoving me, and I let her, as she beats at my chest with her fists, all the while, my heart is breaking, but I know she doesn't mean it, she's just frustrated with me, I would be too, and how stubborn I can be, I just don't want her worrying about me.

She doesn't allow herself to cry though, but she's shaking against me, and I feel guilty for putting her into this position.

She finally gives up as she sobs into my chest, my fingers stroking her hair, as she gently calms down.

"Hey, I'll be okay, I promise." I whisper as I kiss her hair, but she shakes her head, and I pull back, tilting her head up, my thumb brushes over her tears and she closes her eyes, breathing shallow against me.

"Hey, I don't know.. I don't know how to say this but.. it's you, Elena. You inspire me to be a better person, you listen to me, and you let me talk, and you drive me crazy, and I.. I never felt this way before in my entire life.. and I think this is called love right? Because I admire you, I admire your strength and your caring heart.. and I guess what I'm trying to say is.. Elena Gilbert. I love you." I whisper, as I brush her cheeks with my hands, she closes her eyes, and I begin to think I've said the wrong thing, but she leans up and kisses me, her lips, melting away any fears.

She pulls back gently.

"I love you too, Stefan." She whispers.

I feel my heart melt with joy as I pick her up, she wraps her strong arms around my neck, pulling me close. And even if I were to die tomorrow this would be the one thing I would never change, meeting Elena Gilbert, and letting her change my life.