Elena's POV

I don't know exactly how much I drank. I think it was a lot…well, I found myself dancing with a pool stick in my hand singing at the top of my voice anyway. It was really just so liberating to my in such a state of ignorant reverie, with all my brooding and serious senses dulled. Its been a while since I felt so free actually, I laughed a little. I guess Stefan kind of does that to you, right?

That was also the other part of being drunk that I liked. I could stop thinking of Stefan. Finally, even if the current amnesia didn't last forever, it felt so good to be able to forget that everything that happened to me was over now.

I looked over across that pool table which some chic was sprawled over and found Damon. He was surrounded in a whole swarm of women. I felt something, a slight pang that I hadn't felt in a while.. Jelousy? No, Elena Gilbert didn't really ever feel jealous. I guess it just kind of comes to all the guys liking you..Well, all except one. Damon… What could I possibly give him that other women couldn't give him. Whats more, I was human. When it was Stefan, it was ok, but Damon? He drinks human blood, the cicrcumstances are different. Yet, amidst the crowd of women, he would always look back at me. To make sure I wasn't doing anything stupid, I assured myself. Damon couldn't possibly love me. I was just Elena Gilbert. A human. Not even that pretty.

I turned away. Now was not the time to think about such things. I was here to have fun. Who cared if Damon liked me or not? He was here with me and he was there for me. That was all that mattered. Facing the gradually increasing group of men that had started to cluster around me, I hopped up the stairs and started doing a random cheer routine, just for the hell of it while the guys sang in a circle around me. Talk about drunk…It was the most fun I'd had in so long.

"Give me an E-L-E-? How do I spell my name again?" I find myself shouting.

"OH YEAHHH! I remember noww. Its E-L-E-G-U-K-F-F-F!" I grinned, with a beer bottle at hand.

"Elegukff?" I heard a voice as soft as velvet mock from behind me.

I flipped around from a dance partner that I had just picked up. I had just started a trend of sorts. It was quite funny, really. Everyone was dancing now. The music blaring from the bar speakers was playing Animal by Neon Trees. Talk about party music. It was a laugh.

Then, I saw Damon looking to the guy I was dancing with.

"I'd like to take Elena from you now."

At first, it looked like as though he was going to put up a fight, then, just seconds after, I saw his pupils dilate, slightly.

"You can take her." I heard him murmur.

"Take me?" How did that man suddenly become so agreeable?

As Damon took my hand, I suddenly remembered. Pupils dilating? Righttt. Compulsion. I completely forgot about that… I still couldn't really get around the fact that Damon wasn't actually human. He wasn't like me. He was a different thing, creature…whatnot. It was quite strange thinking about it..

As the song, Animal, ended, it switched to a slow, rhythmic, soft, melody. I looked up at Damon, who in turn, looked down. Is that, a smile?

"What?" I asked.

"What, what?" I pulled me closer, smiling.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing, nothing." Damon assured me.

"Telll meee." I pouted, mockingly.

" Well. Its just that you are so..different. I like it. I like you Elena." He stroked my cheek, sending electric sparks all the way up my body. All of that from just a single touch? It was a little hard to comprehend.

"Who ever said I wasn't like this when I was with Stefan?" I teased.

"You weren't." He nodded, tapping his head all-knowingly.

"Yes I was!" I was indignant. I was fun when I was with Stefan.

I looked up at Damon, our bodies both swaying to the rhythm of the music. He was beautiful. He could have danced with any of the girls here, but he picked me. Maybe, just maybe.

"Damon…" I started, but stopped. I was going to look so stupid. Damon probably just saw me as a walking source of food. I broke out of his embrace and walked to the corner of the bar, trying to collect my thoughts.

"Elena…are you ok?" I heard someone ask right next to me.

I gasped a little. Right. Vampire. I still never could get used to that, and I probably never will..

"Its nothing Damon. Its just…never mind." I mumbled, looking at my thumbs.

" Its not nothing Elena. Tell me." He reached down to my hands and took them in his. " I want to know. Really. Are you ok?"

"I'm so confused.." I managed to get out. "I don't know how I feel about…" I stopped.

"Stefan?" Damon searched my eyes, trying to tell me that he understood.

"No, not Stefan. About you.." I look down again. Gosh, this was emmarassing..

Damon really did stop then. He was rightfully shocked. I could almost feel him freeze a little. Great. Now I've just ruined all that we had. Good job Elena, you've really done it this time…

Damon's POV

About me? What the hell was that supposed to mean? Maybe Elena was really drunk. How could she love me? I was a…monster. How could she even consider. I mean, I was always hopeful. I loved her more than anything. More than Katherine, even, but I knew that it would be wrong for her to be with someone like me..

Despite this, I did the only thing that felt right to me.

I kissed her.

Elena's POV

He did the one thing I would never have guessed. Damon Salvatore kissed me. I was completely and utterly conflicted as to whether I should cry or laugh. Here I was, drunk at a bar, trying to get over my ex-boyfriend by kissing his brother. Quite the comedic moment, don't you think?

But as Damon deepened the kiss, I felt my heart lurch. I lost myself in his arms and embrace. As he deepened the kiss, I tangled my fingers into his soft, velvet black hair. I didn't even feel his tongue as it slipped into my mouth. It felt so good to kiss him. It felt so…right. As much as my brain wanted me to pull away, I knew that I couldn't. Was it me in this drunk state or could I really sense Damon's emotions behind the kiss? I could. I could feel his desire, the passion, the longing, the want and the pain. All at once. The pain? Damon..

I pulled away.

"Damon.."I breathed, not ready to open my eyes yet. "Are you ok?"

"Yes, Elena…I am. Its just.." He whispered, slightly short of breath. "I just…is this real? I've spent so long wanting you that…I..Are you sure its you wanting to do this?"

I smiled, a little sadly. I didn't think, just acted. "Damon.." I put my finger softly to his lips. "Shh, it is me. Its just..I cant believe…But it is me, Damon and I think-I…I love you Damon. I was always sure that it was just Stefan..but..I…"

I couldn't speak right, my sentences were losing coherency and I stopped as tears threatened to fall. Damon, cupped my face in his warm hands and brought my face up to his and kissed me again.

It was different though..It was full of fiery passion and this time, there was no yielding from either of us. It was just us two. Together. I couldn't believe I was doing this, but I was and it felt right. Wrapping his arms around his neck, I kissed him with the same amount of passion that I had kept bottled up for so long just as the song ended.

After what seemed like millennia, I finally had the strength to pull back. Actually, maybe it wasn't the strength. Even if Damon didn't have to breathe, I still did. So, pulling back, I stared up at him again. His hair was mussed and his eyes were dilated so far I couldn't tell the pupil from the iris. His perfect lips also had an indignant pout to it. It wasn't fair at all. How could he be so beautiful?

"We..umm..we should get back. Its late."

Gosh. That was officially the lamest line in the history of the world. I had just kissed the most beautiful guy in the history of beautiful guys, who is also my vampire ex-boyfriend's brother, who's diet is human blood. Yeah. Like me. Human. Great….

He chuckled a little as he slipped his hand around my waist.

"Ok then, darling." He drawled, putting the emphasis on the darling.

I bit back a smile. It was good that Damon had a sense of humour. No matter how skewed or sarcastic, it was good. Like a breath of fresh air.

Damon's POV

Elena was out like a lamp. It was quite funny watching her really. She was absolutely adorable. They way her hair fell down her face, loose and carefree. Even her soft breathing was enough to calm anyone to sleep. It was no wonder Stefan loved her. He did didn't he? No matter where he went, he must have a reason as to why he did it. He did it for Elena's good didn't he? I guess in that aspect, he had better self control that me. I couldn't stay away from her. I reached over to stroke her cheek. Her eyes fluttered, and I thought she was going to open them, but she just turned her head and fell back to sleep.

Stefan…where are you? Why have you left Elena here? Why did you leave her, knowing that I would be here? I don't think I could control myself if you kept her here… I…I love Elena. But you knew that didn't you? You knew that I loved Elena more than anything and yet you left her..

So many questions, but who was going to answer them?

OKk guys! Trying to make the chapters longer...So the huge question is, why did Stefan leave? Stay tuned. It will be explained in the next chapter..well a bit of it anyway. Its quite the mystery ;) Also, who the the ROSE episode was amazing? OMFGGG whrfadosfhiaulh! I did! DAMON AND ELENA! :))))) But he compelled her :((((

OK. I'm a major spazz. But yeahhh. More Damon and Elena comin up..sometime soon :) R&R guyss XXXOOO