Elena paced her room impatiently constantly checking the time. Her hands trembled nervously so she shoved them deep into her pockets as she sat on the edge of her bed. She then got up again and walked to her drawers and pulled out a stake, she looked at it for a moment before placing it back down again; for an unknown reason she couldn't imagine staking Damon. She doubted she'd need protection against him but grabbed a vervain injection anyway shoving it into her jacket pocket. The clock struck midnight and right on cue she heard the rattling sound of rocks hitting her window. She threw them open and found him standing underneath her window with a grin on his face. He wore his usual black leather jacket and dark jeans. His blue eye glistened in the dark as he beckoned her down.
"Slight problem, my dad is downstairs," she whispered praying that her brother next door hadn't heard the rocks.
"So jump down," he shrugged indifferently.
"I can't. I'm human. If I jump down I will most likely break every bone in my body and I for one, like my life," she retorted impatiently carefully ensuring not to mention her fear of heights.
"Jump. I'll catch you," he laughed strolling to stand underneath her window.
"I don't think so."
"Come on, take a chance. Live a little."
"I'd rather not. We will just have to reschedule," Elena told him stubbornly. Damon rolled his eyes and began making clucking noises.
"Fine, I'm a chicken, great. I'm still not going to jump down to my tragic death," she looked down from her window calculating the distance between her bedroom window and the ground and a cold shiver ran down her spine. She silently cursed the fact that the bedrooms were on the third floor in her house.
"What makes you so sure that I won't catch you?" he queried crossing his arms across his chest.
"Because I don't trust you," she admitted. "You don't exactly look like the reliable type."
"In comparison to your goody goody boyfriend, Matt, you mean?" he teased.
"I'm not discussing Matt with you," she scoffed irritated now.
"Okay, don't jump down. You'll never know what I have to tell you, but I assure you that it's important," he shrugged nonchalantly in an attempt to tempt her curious nature.
"Fine, I won't know what you have to tell me. I don't care," She lied gritting her teeth together knowing that it would annoy her until she found out what he had to tell her. He looked at her for a moment with a smile hinting the corner of his lips; he then turned around and started walking away.
"Wait," she hissed shutting her eyes together tightly and when she opened them again she saw him standing with an arrogant grin on his face.
"I'll jump, but if you don't catch me, I swear to god I will kill you."
"I highly doubt it," he laughed. "You'll most likely be in critical care fighting for your life" he added and when he saw the color drain from her face, all traces of amusement left his facial features and walked closer to the house until he was directly beneath her bedroom window. "I won't miss, I promise." He told her sincerely.
She breathed irregularly her heart beating frantically. She pulled on her converse trainers before crawling to the window and sitting at the edge. She looked down, her entire body trembling tremendously.
"I don't think I can do this," she whispered hating how weak she sounded.
"Yes, you can. Close your eyes Elena, and jump." He told her softly. She shut her eyes tightly and jumped down biting on her tongue to ensure that she didn't let out a scream. Her arms flailed as a reflex but she kept her eyes firmly shut until she felt his arms catch her. She opened her eyes slowly and found her face inches from his, close up; his eyes looked even more piercing blue.
"You can breathe out now," he told her softly; she hadn't realised that she had been holding her breath and let out a deep breath of relief. He slowly placed her down on the ground but kept his hands on her waist, steading her.
"That wasn't so bad," she lied plastering a false smile on her face.
"Oh please, tell that to your heartbeat," he chuckled raising an eyebrow at her. She felt very aware of his hands on her waist sending electric shocks all the way through body. Her breath hitched as her eyes locked with his unable to break the gaze. She could smell his scent, wood mixed with a hint of mint. Her heart raced as if she had just ran a marathon. She felt her eyes drawn to his lips and wondered what it would feel like to kiss them, her eyes travelled back to his eyes and found him staring deeply into her eyes. He slowly moved towards her, his eyes fixated on hers when the sound of a dork barking broke the spell making Elena leap away from him. The realisation of what almost happened dawned on her making her feel dizzy and guilty at the same time. She felt the heat rush to her cheeks as she awkwardly tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ears.
"What is it that you had to tell me?" she asked him coughing awkwardly
"Come on, not here," he told her his expression changing to a cold, distant one.
Her mind raced wildly, she had almost let a vampire kiss her and the worst part was that she had wanted him to.
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Authors note: I thought I'd treat you all and post two chapters tonight as I hadn't updated in a couple of days. Hope you enjoy them, and remember to leave reviews, as like I said - people enjoying the stories are literally the only reason I continue writing this. Does anyone want more of Elena/Matt? I haven't decided how I'm going to handle Klaroline yet, so I may do a few chapters from her POV soon. Basically, please leave comments and opinions.
