Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Diaries in any way.

A/N: I forgot to put the disclaimer in the last chapter- whoops! I really do love this couple. My heart yearns to see more and more scenes from them! Give us more scenes!

For you lovely readers to help get you through this VD hiatus and for your Klaroline cravings.

Please excuse all mistakes. I do not have any sort of beta or editor and I tend to always miss my errors after I publish it.

Part II of Hearts a Mess, Enjoy!

Love ain't safe

You won't get hurt if you stay chaste

So you can wait

But I don't wanna waste my love

Heart's a Mess- Gotye

The blonde quickly locked her front door and barely made it two feet before there was a stern knock. He didn't have to knock more than once because he knew that she was right by the door (with the help that her door consisted of a large window, so he could basically see her standing there frozen).

What should she do?

"Open the door, Caroline."

She hated how he could always seem to read her mind. After repeating to herself that she wasn't going to break and let him in, Caroline crossed her arms and turned, "And why should I d-?" Her thought was cut when she noticed the man on the other side of the door holding up what seemed to be her dropped earbuds.

Well, damn.

She loved those ones, too.

The female felt his burning gaze and made the mistake to meet his stare. He was giving her a smile that displayed comfort while his eyes blazed with concern, fear, and hurt. Even his aura was tense with restrained anger.

Klaus was a man of many words and emotions. Okay, sort of. He did tend to lack humanity at times.

"Please?"

Caroline's eyebrows shot up as she gave him a look as if he grew three heads. This man rarely begged, and when he did it meant that he meant business. Something was clearly bothering him. It probably had to do with all the emotions he was conveying, but that wasn't fair. He wasn't allowed to be the one hurt and angry. She had the right to feel that way, but not him. She wasn't the one who left. She wasn't the one who ended things.

Alright, so they never really officially ended things.

But it was basically implied by the way he just left.

"You're testing my patience. If you don't open this door then you will leave me with the only option of breaking it down. Surely, it wouldn't be a very hard task."

"You wouldn't dare," Caroline hissed. She would feel horrible if her mother would have to pay for the damages, but then again he was the type of gentleman to never let a woman pay. He would probably just break it down and then give her mom a thousand dollars and more just to repair it.

"Then open it."

"I don't want to."

"It wasn't a request."

"You can't just come here and demand things from me."

"Caroline."

"..." The said woman told herself that she would not say his name if it wasn't necessary. Saying it would only tear the shreds of her remaining heart to micro pieces. He gave her a odd look from her sudden silence and was about to place a hand on the doorknob before she sped over to open it.

"I wasn't really going to break it," he admitted in response to her heated glare.

"Unlike you, I don't have freaky mind-reading abilities. I never know what you're thinking anymore."

Klaus's eyes narrowed as he leaned against the door frame and the atmosphere turned tense once more. "What are you implying? How is that my fault?"

"Well it's not mine."

"Yes, that's right. Nothing is ever your fault because you are the good, innocent girl and I'm the big bad wolf, isn't that right?" He spoke with sarcasm dripping from every word. "Life isn't always just rainbows and sunshine, darling. Not everything can always go your way."

It felt like something inside of Caroline broke at his words- if there was anything left inside of her that wasn't already broken. He knew.

Out of everyone in her life, he had to understand what she had gone through in the past months. Then again he was the cause of some of her saddest moments. He broke up her relationship with her first love. Yes, Tyler was her first love and she was once so happy with him. That is until his arrogant ass came around and killed Tyler before changing him to a hybrid. He knew how much pain she had endured while living in this crazy town.

Her dad dying.

Being tortured by said dad.

Once having her mother be repulsed by her.

Watching her former boyfriend whither in pain while she couldn't do anything.

Being tortured (again) by stupid wolf people.

Getting into a car accident and surviving, but then killed by Katherine. Turning into a vampire. Killing an innocent man. Being used as a pawn for vampire killing affairs. Having her mind messed with and body fed on by Damon. Falling for boys that never reciprocated the feelings. Always, always coming second.

Yet, through all that she still managed to be her bubbly self. It hurt, really hurt. Yet she continued on with a bright smile. She thought that deserved at least a pat on the back. Even though he wasn't there with her to witness all of that, he still knew. Caroline had told him. He did ask to know everything about her.

Klaus could never understand the type of pain she's gone through, though she did know he had his own demons and hurt, but she knew not to throw it back in his face.

It felt like every nerve and vein coursing through her was burning with adrenaline and fire. That bastard had absolutely no right to be accusing her of thinking that the world was always filled with candy, happiness, and unicorns.

He had crossed the line.

Caroline threw him the dirtiest look she could muster, choosing to do that instead of crushing his spine to ashes which she really wanted to do. "Fuck you," she spat with shiny eyes. She grabbed the door to slam it shut, but a quick foot jammed its way before it could close.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Breathe.

Caroline avoided eye contact as she spoke in a dangerously low voice, "Get off my porch. Get as far away as possible from my house. Get your face eaten off by piranhas in some muddy river, and get lost. You seem to be really good at running away anyways."

She heard him growl beneath his breath, "That was below the belt, Caroline."

"Stop saying my name like you're scolding me! I'm not some child."

"You sure can act like one."

"At least I don't act like some arrogant bastard," she rebuked. The blonde spun on her heels and stomped down the hall towards the living room. She gave up trying to kick him out. When Klaus wanted something, he was going to get that something. She used to admire him for his consistent ambition, now she just thought that everything he did was plain stupid. He was stupid.

Ugh, she just strongly disliked the man.

She heard the door lock before she felt the presence of his intimidating body closely following behind. The female left the man to go into the kitchen to retrieve a bottle of vodka that her mother stashed away in a cabinet. Using her nails to peel away the seal then easily twisting it open, Caroline took a very large swig. Enjoying the warm tingle from the liquid she made her way back into the living room to find Klaus lounging on her couch.

"I think you've been here long enough. You know where to find the door."

"Want me to leave so you can drink away your emotions?"

"That's none of your business."

"You are my business."

"I never asked to be," Caroline admitted in a soft voice. She felt her walls crumbling down as the man in front of her continued to speak. Every word he spoke was like a wooden stake stabbing at her heart over and over. She bit her tongue as she tried to keep the tears at bay.

Another large swig.

The bottle was held in the air with her pink lips surrounding the opening. She watched the alcohol flow towards her and into her mouth gulp after gulp. The hot skin of her fingers felt nice against the cool glass of the bottle before it was suddenly ripped from her grasp causing her to spill vodka all over her chin and floor.

Caroline narrowed her eyes at the thief, "You asshole."

"Call me whatever you like, love. It does not phase me."

"Sure it doesn't," she replied with sarcasm as she glared at the puddle of alcohol on her wooden floor. The blonde opened her mouth to say something once more, but the sudden appearance of a washcloth breaking into her vision shut her mouth.

"I'm not cleaning that up because it was your fault."

"Child," he reprimanded.

"Asshole," Caroline rebuked while she watched him place the rag over the puddle and just left it there. "Seriously? That's not how you clean something.. And you call me the child?" She bent over to grab the rag and tried to soak up as much alcohol spilled as possible. The smell of the vodka burned her nostrils. It literally smelled like straight nail-polish remover. Why did she drink this stuff again? Oh, right. It helped her forget.

She threw the washcloth into the sink when she heard his smooth voice. "You should have just cleaned it when I handed you the cloth." Caroline let out a breath of disbelief. Was this jerk serious right now? "It was your fault for spilling it!"

"You shouldn't have been drinking so early in the day, so I believe it's entirely your fault."

"I wouldn't have to be drinking if you didn't come prancing around bothering me. I just wanted to be left alone."

"If I didn't come prancing around then you would have been hit by that truck, and from the speed that it was driving I'm quite sure that your vampire abilities would not have helped you survive that impact."

What if I didn't want to survive? Caroline distinguished the thought just as quickly as it appeared.

"I don't need your help."

"Yes you do."

The young vampire tangled her hands into her blonde locks, yanking in frustration. "No, no I don't! Stop trying to make me feel like I owe you for your protection. I don't need anything from you because in the end you'll just leave. You'll leave and I'll be stuck here trying to hold myself together. I don't need that feeling, and I most certainly don't need you."

There was a tense moment of silence before his accent spoke. "Is that really how you feel?"

"Yes," she replied with a stern voice.

He gave a slight nod, then a small smirk appeared on his handsome face. "Look at us," he said. "We're always fighting now, even over the smallest of details." The girl decided it was best to remain silent and watched with cautious (and sad) eyes. If Klaus suddenly laughed or smiled during a serious situation it meant that he snapped, and some crazy shit was about to go down. She braced herself for anything when his eyes suddenly shot up to glare at her tense form.

The man never broke eye contact as he spoke in a low voice, "I hate how you make me feel."

"And I assume you're going to try and say that's my fault again? Newsflash, I'm not the one with the tendency to mess with people's minds and emotions-"

"Quiet," Klaus snarled. "Just listen and be quiet."

The girl had to bite her tongue to prevent herself from lashing out on him. Instead she settled for crossing her arms over her chest. She watched with a heated glare as he stood in front of the couch and took a step towards her before speaking. "You used to be so full of light, so strong. Where did that beautiful woman go?"

The younger vampire's eyes narrowed even more, "Am I supposed to answer that stupid question?"

Instead of replying in some sarcastic way, which the female expected, the man chose to remain silent as he made his way closer. He was less than five feet away when he halted in his steps. Caroline felt her skin burning from his unwavering stare. It was like all of his energy and power was flowing into that stare that could burn holes into her soul. She was frozen in her spot as she listened to his smooth accent.

"Genuine beauty. That's what I told you in the very beginning. I've lived a very long time, sweetheart, and I've seen no other beauty as captivating as when I look at you. Your strength, kindness, and light just takes my breath away... But what happened? I look at you now and I can't seem to see that same woman. I know she's still there somewhere, but it seems like she's hidden beneath all this rubble." Klaus took this moment to close the distance and stood merely inches away from Caroline. Toe to toe. He slowly, almost cautiously, brought his hand to rest on one of her pink cheeks. She was the only thing on the planet that he approached cautiously because he knew that one wrong move could result with her leaving him completely. He had forgotten just how soft her skin was. "The shine in your eyes is so dim now," he whispered as his eyes tried to search hers.

Her lips trembled as she spoke in a quite broken voice, "You can't do this. Please leave."

"No."

His refusal hit a nerve in Caroline that ignited her irritation to a whole new level. Who did this guy think he was? Yeah, he's some Original vampire that could kill her with a twitch of his pinky, but still.

"I want you to leave. It shouldn't be that hard for you since you've done it once before, or have you forgotten?" She smirked at his silence. "Well, let me help you refresh your memory with a quick recap, yes?" she sneered.

"Caroline," Klaus spoke in a warning tone as he took a step back and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Once upon a time there was a young vampire woman enjoying life when all of a sudden a big, evil, ugly, grandpa vampire came into town and twisted her whole life around. At one point the girl fell for the nasty, ancient vampire after his persistent ways as a stalker." Caroline heard a masculine snort at the word 'stalker'. "For months they were together. They were even happy. What the female even saw in the guy is still a huge mystery. This all came crumbling down when one day the couple got into a huge fight because the stupid guy vampire said some really stupid crap. And how did it end? The coward of a vampire just up and left the girl. He just left. It was so easy for him to just leave and didn't care that he left the girl-..."

Caroline thought it was best not to finish that sentence.

"'He left the girl...' what? Finish your thought."

A million thoughts crossed her mind. She wanted to tell him- no, yell at him about how she felt. But she was also scared. Caroline Forbes did not show weakness, and by telling Klaus that him leaving caused a gaping hole to form in her chest was a major sign of weakness. She realized that she couldn't function without him.

...

Oh, to the hell with it.

"He left the girl broken to mend to her shattered heart alone."

The followed silence was so heavy that it began to suffocate her. That is, if she still needed to breathe.

"Tragic that the story didn't end very happily."

His accent always seemed to melt her insides. The blonde gave a small nod, almost as in understanding, then concluded, "Not everything has a happy ending."

"That's a pretty gloom statement."

"Yes, well, you did say that I lost my 'light'."

"No. No. Your light is still there. I can see it in your eyes, sweetheart. It's just blanketed by something. Tell me what's wrong."

She was quick to reply, "Nothing is wrong."

"That's bullshit."

"Why do you care all of a sudden? Where were you the past few weeks? Did you not care then? Was I not important then, but I suddenly am now? … How dare you? You can't just show up out of nowhere and expect everything to just be dandy again," Caroline hissed.

"I'm getting tired of you stating what I can and cannot do, Caroline. Watch how you speak to me."

"Shut up!" She screeched. "Stop talking to me like a child! I don't give a rat's ass if you're an Original and can kill me." The female stomped towards the man and stood on her toes as she leaned her face into his personal space, trying to seem threatening as she glared. "If you were going to kill me you would have done it already. So, stop trying to act all big and tough."

Klaus was obviously taller by a few inches and as he spoke in a low tone, he towered over her small form with his tall, lean one- not backing down. "Why are you acting this way?" Though the older vampire came off as mean and threatening, Caroline could see the concern that swam in his blue eyes. They seemed to be pleading to her. "What happened that causes you so much pain now, and don't try to deny it. I can see it. Everyone can see it. What's happened that you've become suicidal?"

Well, she was in way too deep. Might as well tell the entire truth now.

Klaus watched with observant eyes. He saw the way her shoulders slumped, her bottom lip tremble, her left index finger twitch. He heard her fight to swallow the lump in her throat.

"I'm not suicidal."

He internally cringed at the sound of her very broken, very hopeless voice.

"Love."

"I'm not."

"I saw you stand there. You're a vampire and could have easily avoided that truck, but you just stood there. As if you were accepting that it was going to hit you. As if you wanted it to," Klaus spat the words as it left a bad taste in his mouth. The thought of his beautiful blonde giving up and accepting to get rammed over by a vehicle, it mind-boggled him. "The moment I noticed you relax yourself in front of the truck, I knew something was completely wrong. Tell me what's going on. Talk to me."

"I've wanted to talk to you! For the past weeks all I wanted to do was talk to you, but I couldn't. You wanna know why? Because you weren't here for me to talk to! You became a coward and decided that running away was the best option."

"And it was!"

This shut Caroline's opened mouth. For a moment, her lower jaw moved up and down, causing her mouth to close and open like a fish. She decided to just close her mouth and settled for biting her inner cheeks.

Klaus sighed loudly as he ran a frustrated hand through his short hair. "I didn't mean that in a hurtful way."

"Too late, asshole."

"I'm trying to explain why I left. Will you let me explain myself?"

Caroline let out a huff before tapping her foot impatiently and placing her hands on her small waist. "Go ahead. Let me hear it.. Asshole." She just couldn't resist adding in that last insult. She was just so irritated. He mentally smirked at her stance. She looked like an angry mother waiting to scold her child.

"Well?" she impatiently huffed.

The Original cleared his throat before continuing. This was either make it or break it. He had to carefully choose his words so she wouldn't storm off, but he intended to fully let her know the reasons behind his actions.

"I hate the way you make me feel. It's the one thing that I cannot handle, and I despise when I am not in control of something. You make me feel weak. Vulnerable. My guard completely falls in your presence and my head is filled with thoughts solely about you. I can't concentrate- can't function- because you occupy every single space within my head, and heart."

Her gaze softened along with her own heart at his confession.

"If you haven't already noticed, Caroline, I am in love with you. I know that I can never fully receive your forgiveness because all of the harm I've caused before, but you overlooked that and saw me as a man. A man with some fucking issues, but a man nonetheless. Can't you see? All of these reasons played a factor in why I had to leave. I am completely incapable of functioning, or even producing a coherent thought. I had to leave, only for a bit, to get my thoughts straight before I did something really stupid that could have resulted in you leaving my life. And that is something I could not tolerate, love."

He heard a small sniffle coming from Caroline's direction.

"My worst fear is to witness you leave this earth before me. There would no longer be a purpose for my existence, and I would walk distances in flames so that I could follow you wherever we vampires go after death."

Klaus heard the sniffles more frequently now after his confession. Though he would probably never admit it, he felt a little weight lift from his shoulders. He finally told Caroline the reason behind why he left. He told her he loved her. And he had yet to receive a reply. This made him inwardly gulp.

Caroline quickly blinked her eyes when she noticed her vision blurring. She tried to keep the tears at bay all the while attempting to not choke on her sobs. It was noticeable that the trembling in her shoulder was soon about to take over her entire form. Klaus was having an internal struggle.

To reach out to her, or to keep his itching hands to himself.

It had been so long since he last caressed her soft skin.

But he would not make the first move. The decision should be all hers. If she decided to walk away, he wouldn't know what to do with himself- but he would deal with it. However, if the woman took the step into his embrace then within his arms is where she will always be from then on. There was a tight coil in the gut of his stomach as he watched Caroline bite her lip. He could tell that her mind was working a mile a minute. The Original was just hoping that her thoughts were leaning in more of his favor. All thoughts vanished when Caroline took a hesitant step towards him. Then another.

And another.

Klaus held his nonexistent breath when the blonde was only centimeters away from his face. He didn't allow himself to celebrate just yet. He of all people should know that Caroline Forbes was filled with surprises, and this didn't mean anything until she said the words that he longed to hear. If it weren't for her minty breath gently fanning his lips (and his super vampire hearing) he wouldn't have known she spoke.

"How do I know you won't leave me again?"

His chest tightened at her quiet voice? The vampire could tell she was very nervous. In a voice just as quiet as hers, Klaus whispered, "I made a mistake. My actions were wrong when I thought it was best to leave. I should have stayed by your side, but no matter what- I am a vampire, darling. Not a time traveler. I cannot change the past, but I know now what I want." His eyes glazed over when Caroline took the final steps into his arms. She held his waist in a vice-tight grip and buried her face in his muscled chest. That same chest filled with euphoric warmth at the feel of her body flush against his. There forms fit perfectly together.

Klaus's undead heart clenched at the feel of her hot tears staining his shirt. Her tears was one of his biggest enemies. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders while the other held her head against his chest. Lowering his head, he spoke into her ear. "No tears, love. Unless they are of joy or laughter. I promise you that I will never leave again, and I am a man of my word. Your side is where I always want to be."

"I always want to be in your arms," Caroline sighed.

"Do I sense a smile?" He took the action of her arms tightening around his waist as a reply. "We've been through hell, but I know we're better than our petty fights. We'll work on fixing it together, and we will get through this together."

"I can see that you're still corny as ever," her raspy voice teased.

"Only for you, love."

It was at this point when Caroline realized that her throat was completely clogged. She had to try to not choke on the sobs of relief. Her entire form, especially her heart, felt so light. So warm. She missed this feeling. In his arms during this very moment, Caroline finally accepted what she was feeling for this man. She always knew what it was, but never allowed for herself to grasp it. Yes, she called Klaus a coward, but she was just the same. For so long she feared her feelings for him. But in this moment, she embraced her feelings just as tight as she embraced the only person that could evoke those emotions.

Caroline could feel her torn heart slowly stitch itself back together.

"I love you." Those words held so much promise.

"I know, Caroline."

A/N: Before I get into business, I have a funny story for you. As I was almost done editing and writing the "A/N's", instead of clicking on another tab like I intended to do- I CLICKED ON THE EXIT BUTTON. Or the close button, whatever you want to call it. My heart dropped. Luckily, the beginning "A/N" was saved.

Anyways, I'm on a rooooooll because I already have an idea for the next chapter. I forgot to mention: If you may have any idea for a one-shot for this couple and would like to see it transformed into a fanfic by me, please present your idea through a review. If your idea catches my interest, I will most likely work my butt off to write it!

Yes, this is my way of propaganda to have you people review. So in that case: please review, review, review.

Thank you for reading.