"Elena are you okay?" Caroline asked, looking worried.

"I guess. Why?"

"Well, me and Damon finished eating 10 minutes ago, you've done nothing but move your food around the plate" she said with a concerned expression.

"Yeah, I just don't think I'm hungry anymore" I really wasn't. Eating wasn't my priority right now. Too many things were on my mind.

"You were the one who wanted to eat in the first place" Damon mentioned somewhat annoyed.

I knew Damon well enough to know that this was all a cover up, but that didn't make it hurt any less.

He was hurt, so he was trying to ignore me, to block the pain out, but that was kind of hard, considering we were going to spend the next 8 hours in a moving car. Now came the important question. How to tell him I love him? Yes, I could go ahead and say it. But how could I do that? After all this, he will probably think it is some kind of sick joke.

God, just listening to myself saying that, made me question why he would ever believe me. All this wouldn't have happened if I had just been mature enough to accept my feelings for him since the beginning. It sounded completely unfair. After all he has done for me, this is how I decided to make it back to him? The more I thought about it the more I hated myself.

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of finger snapping. I let my mind sink back into reality. And looked at both Caroline and Damon.

"Are you done then?" Damon snapped angrily, earning a glare from Caroline. I slowly nodded as I stood up. Once we were all in the car, I snapped right back into my thoughts.

I honestly didn't know what to do. I had always came to Damon for everything. We always had an understanding. I would always come running into his arms whenever something went wrong, but once those arms were gone, I had nothing left. The truth is, I'm lost without him. He's always been there when I needed him. But I couldn't ask him for help this time, it was all on me.

It was those kind of things that made me realize how much I loved him. Yes, I knew I loved him, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized it. Just thinking about him, put a smile on my face. Because I loved everything about him. Everyone has flaws, specially Damon, but in the end the good outbalanced the bad. He was a good person.

If you asked me 3 years ago, who was Damon Salvatore. I would've said a monster. But now, here I was, thinking of a million ways how to tell him I loved him. I guess you never know.

I was exhausted, my head hurt, I was cold and I was incredibly uncomfortable. We had been driving for hours and it was starting to get dark. I tried to sleep, but the sound of the air against the car was incredibly loud. I tried to sleep in all the possible ways, but eventually gave up, it was impossible. Also the fact that my brain refused to shut down wasn't helping. Every time I would start to doze off, my thoughts would start racing in my mind, and just wouldn't leave me alone.

"We're here" Damon suddenly said. We were here, for me, meant my time was up. The only thing that had kept me with the Salvatores after me and Stefan broke up, was my friendship with Damon. It was the one thing I thought would never go away. But somehow, I had found a way to destroy that too.

As soon as I stepped outside the car, it was goodbye.

The thing was, I didn't want it to be goodbye.

I stood outside the car, just thinking about how perfect Damon was. How his eyes seemed more beautiful than the sky itself, and the way they matched his dark hair perfectly, the way his muscles moved under his shirt, everything about him was perfect.

At that moment, I lost control. My legs seemed to have a mind of their own, and suddenly I was walking towards him. I stopped right in front of him, and before I could stop myself, I kissed him. Silence seemed to float around us, everything became frozen in mid-air. My heart raced, as he slowly placed his hand around my waist.

I expected rejection, in some kind of way. But there was none. At this moment, nothing mattered, nothing but him. This was what I had been looking for. The feeling that this was forever, the feeling that made me feel alive once again, the feeling that made me want to be better, the reason I got up in the morning.

This was love.