Just tonight I will stay and we'll throw it all away, when the light hits your eyes, it's telling me I'm right and if I, I am through, then it's all because you. Just tonight. Just tonight. Do you understand who I am, do you wanna know? Can you really see through me now, I'm about to go. But just tonight I won't leave, I'll lie and you'll believe, just tonight I will see, that it's all because of me.

-Just tonight; The Pretty Reckless.

Damon awoke to arms around him, a small body pressed up against his; cradling him. A sweet voice; the voice of an angel was whispering sweet nothings in his ear. It's okay Damon, I love you, I promise I'll never let him say things like that to you again, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you. The words were sweet enough, and generally one should feel happy if they had someone whispering like that in their ear. It was just that something sounded off about the words, they just seemed to cause him more pain; more pain because, although he knew the words being whispered to him were true, he just felt that it was so unfair that the one whispering so sweetly to him, belonged to another. It hurt him because the women who loved him the most always seemed to belong to someone else. They would never be his, not really and it killed him. He twisted around to face Elena, who smiled sadly at him.

"You're awake"

"Yeah, how long was I asleep?"

"I don't know, I only just came in from looking after Stefan, he's conscious again"

He hated the way his brother's name slipped so naturally from her lips, it sounded right; like that name was the one she was supposed to be saying; the name she was supposed to shout, moan, cry, whisper and state. He wished his name sounded like that coming from her lips. But it never did. His name never sounded like that coming from anyone's lips. He stared out of the window, not wanting to look at Elena. It was raining outside, the heavens were crying. The rain was lashing down against the windows in violent pelts. It looked so inviting to Damon; he'd always loved the rain. He wanted to be out it in, he didn't want to be here; in this room that had never really felt like his, with the one girl he really wanted to be his.

"Damon, are you okay?" Elena whispered softly.

Damon looked away from the window and to her face. He hated seeing the sadness and pity that sat in her lapis lazuli eyes, he didn't want her to be sad, didn't want her to pity him.

"Let's not talk about it Elena" He said, warning her slightly with his eyes. Now wasn't the time, he wasn't in a mood for sharing, for spilling his heart out to the one person who had the power to break it.

"Yes Damon, let's talk about it. We need to; you need to open up to me, share things with me, and let me help you"

"Could you just back off?" Elena flinched slightly at this outburst; he hadn't meant to shout, not really, he just felt so trapped right now. He didn't want to be here with her, because it just made it even more painful remembering that she wasn't his, that her love also belonged to another.

He wanted her so damn badly and if he liked her even just slightly less he would just take her. Force her to choose him over Stefan and let him take her away. But he could never do that to Elena, he wanted her to choose him, no compulsion, no threats, no nothing. He wanted her to choose him for him, because he was better when he was with her, because she was the only thing that kept him from plunging headfirst into the darkness.

"Damon, please, just talk to me" Elena said quietly.

Damon sighed, why could she not just leave him alone? He didn't want to talk about his feelings; he didn't want to let his walls down right now. He wasn't in the mood for the big heartfelt talk that Elena was inevitably going to force on him soon. He sat up and swung his feet off the bed, shoving his Converse on; he had to get out of here, he had to get away from his pathetic brother and the girl he wanted more than anything else. He stood and ran out of the room with his vampire speed before Elena could do anything more than frown confusedly.

He was out of the house and down the small deserted lane in less than 20 seconds. The rain lashed down on him, pelting his head. He ran a hand through his now drenched hair and slicked it back, pushing the dripping tendrils out of his eyes. He tipped his head back to the heavens and let the icy rain pour down on his face. His black polo shirt was sticking to him now, clinging to his body like a second skin. He breathed in deep gulps of fresh wintry air and was alarmed to feel warm water trickling down his cheeks. He swiped furiously at the tears that now clouded his eyes, threatening to spill over.

He roared into the deafening sound of the rain, almost drowning him out completely. The tears were coming hot and fast now, trickling down his face in a constant stream. His body was wracked with sobs, sobs for how Stefan had made him feel and how even though Damon hated to admit it, there had been some truth to his words. He sobbed for Elena and how he just wanted her so much and he felt that he would never be enough for her. But most of all, he sobbed for himself, for the boy who had lost absolutely everything and had always felt like her was second best to his bastard of a little brother.

He didn't hear her approach, the rain was so loud. He didn't noticed her at all until he felt a small, warm hand touch him softly on the shoulder, he spun around faster than Elena could take in, he grabbed her wrists, as though expecting a threat. It was always a risk to touch Damon when his back was turned; there was always a chance that he would snap her neck. His stance relaxed a little when he saw it was her, but he kept hold of her wrists, his hands slipping into hers. A slightly manic look settles on his beautiful face. Elena's eyes flew over him, taking in his shirt clinging tightly to his slim frame and muscles, his midnight hair turned even darker now it was wet was slicked back and his skin was shining as light reflected off the raindrops that sat on his cheeks. He looked like a god.

Damon felt an unbelievable need to say something, to say it now. He had to tell her, tell her how much he loved her. He had to know, he had to know right now if Elena loved him like she said she did, he had to know if once again he was only going to be second best or whether this time he was finally going to win the one thing he desired above all.

"Elena, I love you so, so much. I've never loved before, not like this, not even with Catherine. I need you to know, I just need you to hear me say it. I want you Elena, I want you so bad. I need you, and I need to know, I need to know that I'm not the only one of us who feels this way, I need to know if you feel this two"

"Damon, I love you. You have to see it, every breath I take is for you; I live for you. I'll love you forever; I'll love you until my last breath"

"Then marry me. Marry me Elena Gilbert, maybe not soon, maybe not for a hundred years, but say you'll be mine. Come away with me Elena, come away with me and forget them all. Let me show you the world. I can show you things you've only thought possible in your fantasies, I can make you feel things that no one else can make you feel. All you have to do is say yes, just say yes"

"Damon…"

Her head was whirling, everything she wanted was so close, and all she had to do was say yes. Then why was she hesitating? She loved Damon more than anything in the world, she was just scared, scared because she saw the manic look in his eyes, scared because she thought that Damon might change his mind, that to him, all this was just a spur of the moment decision, that after the events of the day, Damon wasn't thinking straight and he might regret this.

"Just say yes. Just say yes and this can be our defining moment, you see, that's the beauty of eternity; we have the time, we may not get married for a hundred years or a thousand, but we have the time, we have the time to live. This could be our defining moment, if you say yes; we can be together for eternity"

"Yes" The word escaped her lips on a breath, a whisper that Damon would not have heard if he were human.

He crushed her lips with his, he kissed her furiously, he kissed her like this was the last kiss they would ever share, he kissed her like a dying man saying goodbye to his love. His tongue slipped past her yielding lips and tangled with hers, exploring every millimetre of her mouth. Elena's arms snaked around Damon's neck and he grabbed her waist, pulling her to him and lifting her off her feet. They kissed in the rain, God's tears pelting down onto the lovers head's. The wind and rain lashed around them, but Damon and Elena were oblivious to anything except each other.

Damon was soaring on the inside; this was it, he'd finally got the one thing he wanted most in the world. He'd finally won, she was his. He would never let her go; he promised himself then; that he would never leave her, never stop loving her. He would tell her every day, just how beautiful she was and how much he loved her. He would give her the world and never ask for anything in return except for her love, and only when they'd been together for eternity and had walked the Earth one hundred times over, when they were finally tired and ready to sleep forever, would they take their rings off and kiss as they bathed in their final sunrise.

Damon finally pulled away so Elena could catch her breath, they were both shivering; soaked through to the skin, but neither could feel the cold. How could someone be cold when they had their love's arms wrapped around them? Damon gazed into Elena's eyes, his midnight black meeting her lapis lazuli blue, Damon's eyes showed thankfulness, happiness and never-ending, eternal love. He sent her a message with his eyes, he told her how ecstatic he was that she was his, how he'd wanted this for such a long time and now his fantasies had finally come true. Elena kissed him so softly on his lips as a response, and Damon knew that they understood each other perfectly. They always had.

"Run away with me" He breathed, not wanting the break the spell that they had weaved between them. "Run away with me now, let's just leave. Leave Stefan and all of this behind. Just you and me, this is our chance"

"Anything, anything for you"

Damon laced his finger with Elena's and they ran, racing through the storm, laughing and screaming as they skidded in puddles, often pulling each other in for passionate kisses. When they finally reached Damon's Ferrari, he lifted her up and sat her on the hood, standing between her spread knees; he kissed her, nibbling her lower lip, rain streaming down their cheeks. When they finally got in the car, they were laughing and shivering, ecstatically happy, high off their love for each other and anticipation for what they were going to do.

Elena leaned in and Damon rested his forehead against hers looking her directly in her eyes. He placed his lips against hers, sharing his breath with her, just like they'd done so long ago in that seedy motel in the middle of nowhere. Damon gazed into Elena's eyes and whispered a promise onto her lips.

"Forever"

A/N; Sooooo, tell me what you think! I spent like ages on this chapter; I just seriously wanted to get it just right for you all. Review it, they give me inspiration to update quicker. I love you all.