Damon's Point of View:
Damon and Elena are at one of the most elite night clubs in New York.
"Oh wow, this place is gorgeous!" Elena gushed as we took entered the V.I.P lounge. Elena was seated first so I got to admire her appearance for what is not going to be the last time tonight. Elena was wearing a snug red dress that went over her right shoulder and it went just above her knees, displaying her perfectly tanned legs. The dress hugged her curves and she looked absolutely extraordinary. She was wearing a pair of beige open toed high heels. She braided her hair and tied it so it acted like a headband and the rest of her hair was slightly wavy. I couldn't remember seeing anything so beautiful in all my life.
"I like my view as well…" I said as I sat down next to her. She smiled at me and continued to look around, admiring the club. I grabbed her hand and laced our fingers together and even over the loud music, I could hear her heartbeat flutter at the touch. "Are you hungry?" I asked her.
"No, I ate before we came…remember?" she prompted. I rolled my eyes in amusement.
"Elena – you had a bowl of mac and cheese…" she rolled her eyes and blushed slightly.
"Mac and cheese always settled my stomach…" she admitted.
"Your stomach was upset?" I asked. She laughed and caressed my cheek.
"Only because I was excited to be here tonight…with you…this whole trip has been amazing. Thank you!" she said as she leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips. I brought my hand up to cradle her face and we pulled away after a few moments, as she rested her head on my shoulders. "By the way, how did we get into the V.I.P lounge?" she asked.
"I'm a good compeller." I said simply. She cocked her head in disapproval before I continued, "I know you wanted a compulsion free vacation, but come on! I mean we could be out there with all the sweaty people making babies on the dance floor or we could be in here, with all the people who have their heads so high you'd think they're giraffes."
A small giggle erupted from her mouth as she bit her lip before speaking. "Its fine…in fact, it's kind of dangerous…" she said.
"You're kidding right?" I asked.
"Not dangerous as in…life or death. But it's exciting…it's kind of like needing a fake I.D to get into a club. There's the thrill of getting caught" she continued. I crossed my arms as she blushed slightly.
"Are you telling me this is the most rebellious thing you've ever done?" I asked.
"What? No! Of course not! I'll have you know that before…everything…I was quite the rebel!" she said. I took one look at her doe eyes which were filled with seriousness as I burst into a fit of laughter.
"Why are you laughing? I'm serious…" Elena stated.
"Elena, please…" I said between laughter "neither one of us are drunk enough for this conversation" I said as gestured to the bartender for a round of shots. I could feel her gaze on me as I looked; her brown eyes had narrowed at me in fury.
"Okay fine, Elena…you're a rebel…" I said, trying not to laugh at the word. She crossed her arms and a small huff escaped her mouth.
"I'll have you know that one time I was with Bonnie, Caroline and Vicki at Le Chateau and Vicki dared me to take a black thong!"
"Did you?" I asked.
"Yes!" she said. I narrowed my eyes as I studied her facial expression.
"You went back and paid the clerk didn't you?" I asked. Her face suddenly turned as red as her dress as she covered her face with her hands. "Vicki would've made my life hell if I didn't take them for her…which unfortunately, I eventually found in my brother's bed anyway…" she said, her voice laced with embarrassment.
"So basically you paid a store clerk for a black thong you didn't want in the first place, gave it to your frenemy and then found it in your brother's bed?" I asked her. She nodded her head in embarrassment. "Why were you in your brother's bed anyway? I mean, technically it's not incest since you're adopted but…I mean…that's rebellious."
"Okay pervert, I was doing laundry and part of laundry is bed sheets! And I would suggest you don't bring up incest because I still can't get over the fact you did the nasty with my birth-mother."
"Did the nasty? Come on Elena…I have to get over that you did it with my brother…" I said simply. Suddenly, Elena's eyes darted down to the table and she started playing with her nails. I was about to question what was happening before it clicked.
"Wait…you and Stefan…you never?" I asked her.
"We almost did…at my parent's lake house but we didn't go through with it. It just wasn't the right time" she whispered.
"So you're…you're a virgin?" I asked her. She nodded silently as she rested her head in her hand. "Elena, it's nothing to be embarrassed about…I was a virgin once…" I murmured in her ear. The silence was broken by a large scoff coming from Elena.
"Yeah, when the dinosaurs walked the earth…" she said sarcastically.
"Okay, I guess I deserved that…" I turned Elena so that she was facing me, and I could see the hurt and embarrassment and disappointment in her eyes. "Elena…this doesn't change anything for us," I said quietly. She nodded and scrambled to grab her purse.
"I'm gonna go freshen up…" she said, and without a word – she headed off to the ladies room. I rested my head on the back of the booth and let out a large sigh. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't glad she didn't sleep with Stefan but now for some reason I felt even more pressured to be everything to her. I didn't want her to be disappointed, and I was trying to be the better man – the man that she deserved. But maybe that was a lie…maybe I could never be what she wants me to be…what she needs me to be…maybe it doesn't change whether or not she slept with Stefan, because somehow, I'll always feel like a second choice.
Elena's Point of View
I was so embarrassed. It's not like I didn't know that Damon had slept with other women…I mean, when you've been alive for a century in a half, it'd be unreasonable to expect a guy who looks like Damon to be a virgin. I looked into the mirror in the ladies room and a silent tear ran down my cheek. Maybe this was a mistake…maybe I'll never be who he wants me to be…who he needs me to be. Maybe whether or not I slept with Stefan changes anything because somehow, I'll always feel like a second choice.
"Are you alright, miss?" a voice said from behind me. I wiped the lone tear from my cheek and put a fake smile on my face and turned to face the stranger, but my façade was quickly brought down when I turned to see who it was. I couldn't believe my eyes. I blinked a few times to do a double take and I was in absolute awe.
I had come face to face with a pair of blue eyes and blonde hair. Her hair was curly but tied back in a very cute bun. She was wearing a simple designed dress laced with sparkles.
"You're…you're Taylor Swift" I muttered. A soft giggle erupted from her lips and she smiled at me.
"Yes I am. It's nice to meet you…" she prompted, extending a hand to me.
"Elena…Elena Gilbert…" I said.
"Well Elena Gilbert, are you alright?" she asked again.
"Yeah I'm uhh…I'm fine…just…boy problems…" I muttered, my eyes darting to the floor in yet another wave of embarrassment. She smiled tentatively at me before someone else entered the room. She was wearing a simple purple dress that went just above her knees. Her brown hair was styled so it spread out over her shoulders. She had a very nice tan and her brown eyes were very welcoming.
"This is Elena," she turned towards me and the brunette smiled. "This is Selena."
"Right…Selena…I love your music! Both of your music!" I mumbled. She smiled tentatively at me as well and took a step closer.
"Elena was just about to tell me her boy problems…" Taylor said with a small giggle. Selena walked over to one of the chairs that were in the bathroom and took a seat, crossing her legs, her body language clearly telling me she wanted to listen.
"It's nothing…really…" I muttered. Taylor took a step closer to me and put her hand on my shoulder.
"Your tears beg to differ…come on, spill!" she said excitedly.
"Basically…I'm falling in love with a guy that I'm nowhere near good enough for…" I said simply.
"Does he know you like him?" Selena asked.
"I don't know…I think so…"
"Does he like you?" she asked.
"I think so…but he's the type of guy that all the girls want and all the guys want to be" I admitted.
"Wait…are you talking about the hottie at the bar wearing black jeans and a black leather jacket and raven black hair?" Taylor piped up. I smiled at her description and nodded simply. "Wow, I almost got pregnant just looking at him…" she murmured. I giggled at that comment before she continued. "Anyway…maybe he is the guy that all the girls want and all the guys wanna be, but maybe you're the girl he wants…" she said nicely. I looked over to see Selena nodding along before she stood up and approached us. I couldn't help but smile at her advice and decided it would be best not to contradict it.
"Thank you…" I whispered, another tear rolling down my cheek. Selena reached into her purse and grabbed a tissue, wiping the tear. Taylor opened her arms and I tentatively stepped into them.
"Have faith in his feelings for you," Taylor whispered.
"I hate to ask but…my two best friends…they'd never believe this happened…" I said tentatively, taking out my iPhone. They both giggled and put their arms around me so I was in the middle. We all stood in front of the mirror and I took a picture.
"Would you mind tweeting that to me?" Taylor asked.
"Of course…" I said before continuing "and thanks so much. Both of you. You're both amazing." Selena winked at me before going out the door and Taylor smiled. I inhaled deeply and fixed my makeup before heading out to the bar to find Damon.
"There you are, was just about to call the plumber…I thought you fell in…" he turned to look at me, "have you been crying?" he asked. I shook my head simply before throwing my arms around his neck, kissing him softly. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I smiled on his lips and pulled away gently, leaning my head against his chest.
"Elena…" he whispered.
"I'm okay…" I said, caressing his cheek.
"Elena, I mean this in the sincerest, most non sexual way: what happened in that bathroom?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. I giggled at the sound of the question before pressing my lips to his softly again.
"I'm not going to worry about anything. I'm not going to dwell on all your conquests ranging from Katherine to Isobel to Caroline to Vicki to Rose to Andie. They were once what you wanted, and I don't want you to regret that. But for some reason, right now – I'm what you want. And that's enough for me." I whispered. To my surprise, he wrapped his arms around my shoulder and kissed my neck lightly.
"You're incredible…" he murmured softly.
"I know," I said proudly as I giggled. He pulled away from me before cradling my face and kissing me again. The butterflies in my stomach started flying around and my heart continued to race. He pulled away and looked at me with nothing but amazement in his eyes, followed by his million dollar smile.
Drop everything now
Meet me in the pouring rain
Kiss me on the sidewalk
Take away the pain
'cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile
Get me with those green eyes, baby, as the lights go down
Give me something that'll haunt me when you're not around
'cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile
I know this chapter was kind of long…I don't really know if I like it or not but I could just picture Taylor Swift and Selena Gomez being so genuine with her. Please let me know what you think! Thanks for all the reviews! xox