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"I can't believe he did that!" Bonnie exclaimed when she climbed into Stefan's car.
Stefan chuckled as he backed out of her driveway.
"Oh I believe it. I have to say I admire his effort, but I am really glad that your father let you out." he shot her a dazzling smile that immediately made her forget her anger towards Damon.
"Me too." she said with a smile of her own.
"So Bonnie, I hope you like Italian."
"Of course I do." she said.
"Good. I know the perfect place."
A comfortable silence settled upon them.
When she glanced at him out of the corner of her eye she noticed that he seemed to be looking intently at the rear view mirror, a smirk of amusement on his face.
This sparked her curiosity and she moved to peer behind her seat to see what exactly had his attention; only she never got to, because before she could get a good look, Stefan had surprised her by placing a soft kiss on her cheek.
She immediately snapped her attention back to the road in front of them, her cheeks warm with the blush that had crept up into them.
"Sorry, I just couldn't help myself." he explained with an apologetic smile.
She forced her gaze back to him.
"it's okay, you just took me by surprise is all." she was proud that her voice had come out so steadily, even if her stomach fluttered as if filled with hundreds of butterflies.
Before she knew it, Stefan was pulling into the huge parking lot of the Italian restaurant that seated their customers both inside and outside on a large outdoor patio.
Stefan requested a table outside, explaining that he always liked to eat beneath the stars.
When they were shown to their table Stefan pulled out the chair for bonnie, and of course she blushed as she took her seat.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome." he said as he gave her that dazzling smile of his.
Bonnie stared down at her menu, thankful that she actually recognized almost every item on there.
She knew that she would never be able to forget the horrid double date that she had chewed on a snail thanks to Elena.
She shuddered now even just thinking of the chewy texture and the horrible taste of it.
Stefan mistaking her shudder as a shiver draped his jacket over her shoulders before she could even protest.
She thanked him and they ordered their food.
"So, how have you been Stefan?" she asked once their food was placed in front of them.
"I've been alright, it's good to get a break from school and all." he answered.
"Lucky you."
He laughed.
"That bad huh?" he asked.
"It's been okay, minus my confrontation from Elena."
His eyebrows rose in surprise.
"I didn't take you for the fighting type McCullough."
She chuckled shaking her head slightly.
"It wasn't really a fight, more like an unpleasant exchange of words."
He laughed at her description.
"Well if that's the case my brother and I should be crowned kings when it comes to 'unpleasant exchanges of words'."
"I might just steal your title tomorrow when I chew your brother out." she teased.
"Oh don't be too hard on him; if I were in his place I might have done the same thing. You are a very beautiful girl Bonnie. Plus I'd say the fact that you actually know what a touchdown is helps a little."
She laughed.
"Okay. Truthfully though, I probably couldn't stay mad at him for too long even if I tried."
"Ah, I see... So he still does the puppy dog eye thing then?"
"As far as I know he uses it on me when I am mad at him... I can't imagine him using it on any of the guys' though." she chuckled.
"Yes, that is quite the disturbing image."
Though she knew it was wrong, she couldn't help but think of Damon and the similarities between him and Stefan.
They had the same smile, well when Damon actually smiled instead of the lazy smirk he wore most of the time, their laugh was the same too.
The difference was that Stefan took more after their father with the exception of his warm green eyes, and Damon Was more like their late mother.
She supposed this was why Damon and his father didn't get along.
Their father was a hard working man and he had loved his wife dearly and was forever changed after she had died.
It must have been painful for him to see Damon without thinking of his dead wife, and though this wasn't an excuse for his treatment of her best friend she could understand him.
Damon wasn't sure what it was that drove him to follow his brother and Bonnie to the restaurant.
He only knew that he did not like the idea of the two dating.
Bonnie was his best friend and he cared for her perhaps more than he cared about anyone else that had graced his life.
The question was how did he care for her?
This question kept playing through his mind as he peeked above his menu at his brother and the girl in question.
There was no question in his mind that he had always loved Bonnie, it was impossible not to after knowing her for so long, but was he in love with her?
When you have known someone for so long was it even possible to differentiate between the two?
His grip on the menu tightened as he watched his brother reach over the table to tuck a lock of Bonnie's hair behind her ear.
He knew that he had no right to be jealous, after all he and Bonnie weren't truly dating and he was after Elena... But even so, seeing his brother touch Bonnie made his blood boil.
He shouldn't be here, and he couldn't watch the scene before him any longer.
He stood up abruptly and tried to make a quick escape, only to walk right into a server, a plate of spaghetti falling and the pasta rained down on him.
Despite his spaghetti shower he left the restaurant quickly in fear of Bonnie and his brother seeing him.
He went home and changed; to say that witnessing Stefan and Bonnie's date had left him in a foul mood would be an understatement.
It was as if it was on a loop, playing over and over again, and it was enough to drive him mad.
He knew that if he didn't talk to Bonnie that night or he would never get to sleep, so he found himself in his car once more heading to the McCullough residence.
The date had gone smoothly and Stefan was now driving Bonnie home.
The drive was quiet; Bonnie wrung her hands nervously as she stared out the passenger window.
It seemed inevitable that the date would end in a kiss, but the thought of it gave her butterflies.
Could she go through with it?
Would she compare his lips to Damon's, or would kissing Stefan make her forget about Damon?
The thought of loving anyone besides Damon was sort of scary.
She had loved him for so long and she wasn't sure if it was possible to love another in that way.
Of course Stefan was wonderful, and it was too soon to tell if this was the beginning of love...
When Stefan pulled into her driveway she was broken out of her thoughts; the palms of her hands began to sweat and her heart beat rapidly as Stefan went around the car to open her door.
"Thank you." she said as she stepped out.
She supposed later that it was because of her nervousness that she didn't see the shiny black Ferrari in front of her house, or notice that her bedroom light on for that matter.
Instead Stefan had walked her to her door; she turned to him as they stood on the porch.
"I had a great time." she smiled.
"I did too, we should do this again." he said softly, his eyes trained on her lips.
Blush crept into her cheeks as he closed the distance between them and tilted her head up with a finger at the crook of her chin.
He gently pressed his lips to hers in a drawn out peck.
He didn't try to slip his tongue into her mouth as she was sure most guys would, instead it was short and sweet.
He pulled back and tucked her hair behind her ear.
"Goodnight Bonnie." he whispered.
She couldn't find her voice to return the 'goodnight' and she was frozen for a moment; Staring after him as he got into his car and drove off into the night.
She slipped quietly into her house so that she wouldn't wake her dad if he were asleep, but as she closed the front door she let out a muffled scream as an arm snaked around her waist pulling her flush against a hard chest, as a hand slipped over her mouth.
Her heart beat rapidly and she struggled to free herself from the grip of her attacker.
"Bonnie, calm down. It's just me." a voice she knew so well whispered fiercely in her ear.
She stopped struggling immediately, and Damon released her.
She turned to him with narrowed eyes and smacked him in the chest.
"You scared me." she whispered angrily.
He chuckled lightly, holding his hands up in surrender.
"Sorry I just didn't want to wake your dad."
"What are you doing here anyways?" she asked.
For a moment she wasn't sure if he would answer because he fell silent.
"I just- I had to talk to you." he said.
Though it was dark he could easily tell that she was arching a brow as she asked her next question.
"So you decided to lurk in the dark and give me a heart attack rather than calling me?"
Just as he didn't see but knew she had arched a brow at him, she knew that Damon was rolling his eyes.
They knew each other so well that they could easily predict the others next move.
"Oh don't be so dramatic."
"Well what do you have to say that couldn't be said over the phone?"
"Nothing." he answered.
Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"Nothing?" she questioned.
"Yes. I have nothing to say." he answered.
"but-" she was cut off and his lips found hers.
Time was lost to her and when Damon had backed her up against to door, or when her hands had tangled themselves into his raven colored hair, she didn't know.
The only thing she did know was that Damon's lips felt as smooth as silk on hers and that kissing him was incomparable to anything she had ever experienced.
So it was with great reluctance that her hand had slid between them as she pushed at his chest.
The warmth she had felt from his kiss had evaporated as it broke and she was left feeling cold.
"Damon Why are you doing this? Why now?" she asked breathlessly.
"Because I can't stand to see you with my brother okay?" he said in frustration.
Her heart shattered, and she was surprised that it wasn't audible as the shards of it fell away and hit the ground.
"You need to go Damon." she said softly.
His eyes widened in surprise as he realized what his words must have sounded like.
"Bonnie I didn't mea-"
"Now." she said more firmly.
He silently slipped out of the house knowing that she would need to cool off before he could explain exactly what he meant.
"I am such an idiot!" he growled up at the night sky.
What he had meant to say, was that it's because he loves her and that seeing her with his brother hurt his heart more than she could ever know.
Instead his words had failed him and he couldn't blame her for being angry or hurt.
He had always been able to talk to her so easily.
They had always shared jokes, and secrets.
So why was it that now his words had failed him?
He got into his car and drove home, hoping that by tomorrow he could explain everything to her and that she would listen.
AN: Poor Damon can't tell Bonnie how he feels. At this point he is starting to realize his feelings for Bonnie but still likes Elena… so he is a bit confused. Will he realize them soon? Or will he finally get with Elena? Idk you will have to read to find out =).