Here's chapter 13. Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Diaries.

Chapter 13

Elena sat in the chair next to Damon. They were on the plane and about to take off.

"I knew you couldn't resist me." He smirked in her direction.

"I came because I wanted to see London. I didn't come for you." She glared at him. "And don't ever think otherwise." With that she turned towards the window.

"That hurts." His smirk growing slightly. Elena took out her ipod, ignoring anything else he said, and just stared out into the clouds.

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The plane landed several hours later. Elena completely ignored Damon as she got her things and walked off the plane. She walked through the busy halls in the air port, getting her things and going through customs. She didn't look at him until they were through and on their way to the hotel.

They arrived at the hotel about twenty minutes later. Elena walked right up to the front desk, Damon following, his smirk in place. 'How long to you plan to keep this up?'

"Hi, excuse me. We have a reservation, probably under Salvatore."

"Ah yes. You're room is prepared according to your specifications."

"Would you mind telling me if there is one or two rooms, please?"

"No, ma'am. There's only one room. But there are two beds." The worker smile politely.

"Is there any way we can get separate rooms?" Elena asked, forcing a smile.

"Uh, we might have a few rooms available. Hang on a second, please." The worker turned to the computer and began typing things in. "Yes, we have three rooms available, but they are all on different floors."

"That's fine. Anything is fine with me."

Damon chose that moment to step in. "She's just joking. The room I requested is fine. We don't want to hassle you." He smirked in the worker's direction, causing a bright blush to spread across her cheeks.

"O-okay." She stuttered slightly. "Here's your key. Enjoy your stay, Mr. Salvatore." She smiled at him while batting her eyelashes.

"Thank you." He smirked back. He turned away from the desk, grabbed Elena's elbow and dragged her towards the elevator.

"Let go of me." She glared at him once they were in the elevator. He complied and she stepped away from him, leaning against the opposite side of the elevator.

"Are you gunna be like this all weekend? He asked, tiredly.

"Just don't talk to me and everything will go smoothly." Elena sighed.

The elevator dinged, signifying they were on their floor. They stepped out and Damon led the way to their room. He opened the door and let Elena in first. She stepped inside and placed her bags on one of the beds. She sighed and looked around the room. It wasn't as marvelous as the last suite had been, but it was still nice.

Everything had gentle tones of cream and brown. There was a television on the wall and a small kitchen in the corner. There was a large bay window next to a sliding glass door, leading out to a balcony. Elena stepped outside and looked around at her surroundings. She could see the very tip of the London Eye, peaking out above the tall buildings. Everywhere she looked it was so full of life. A small smile formed on her face. She couldn't wait to explore it.

"So, what do you think?" Damon asked from behind her.

Elena looked over at him. "It's fine." She said, turning back into the room. Damon caught her arm and pulled her back.

"Why did you even come if you're just gunna act like this?" his face completely serious. He was sick of pretending everything was okay.

"I told you. I came to experience a different country." She answered him, looking him straight in the eye.

"So you just used me to come here." His face darkened. "You didn't want to 'miss this opportunity.' Well, I'm glad I can be of service to you." He let go of her and began walking away.

Elena looked at the ground. "I don't want this to turn out like last time." She whispered quietly, though she knew he could hear her. He had stopped and was now standing with his back towards her. "I just think that we should just get through this weekend without any troubles and go home and everything will go back to how they should be."

Damon stood there for a few moments. "I'm sorry." He whispered so low, she almost missed it. "I didn't mean for it to end that way last time. I never wanted to hurt you." He slowly turned to face her, his face forcefully blank. "Let's just get through the weekend, as friends, okay?"

"Okay." She held an indifferent look on her face as well. "I'm gunna go take a shower. I'll be out in about twenty." With that she walked around Damon, walking into the suite and walking into the bathroom.

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Elena stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in a pair of pajama pants, hanging loosely on her hips, and a lavender colored tank top. Her hair was still slightly damp as she climbed into her bed. She was slightly jet lagged.

Damon was sitting on his bed watching the television. As soon as she was in bed though, he turned off the television and climbed under the covers of his own bed. He was in nothing but black shorts. He turned off the lamp beside him and laid down, closing his eyes.

Elena stared at him for several moments before she sighed, turning to look out the window. The sky was just beginning to darken and lights were turning on around the city. She was surprised that it was so quiet in the room. She couldn't hear the noises of the city at all. With another sigh she closed her eyes, falling asleep.

Damon listened to her breathing even out. As soon as he was sure she was asleep, he slowly turned and faced her. He used his vampire sight to stare at her in the dark. He watched as her chest rose up and down with each breath. Her rosy red lips were parted slightly. He stared at her for what seemed forever before falling asleep.

This chapter was sort of rushed but let me know what you thought. Chapter 14 should be up soon.

~Thanks~

~Ashley~