"I'm Damon. Stefan's brother." He said with the smirk still in place.
Elena gave him a shy smile, trying not to stare too much into those piercing ocean eyes.
"I'm Elena. Gilbert. Nice to meet you, Mr. Salvatore." She said politely, not really sure if she had to call him for name or surname.
He gave her a strange look, as in ask her if she was crazy. "You can call me Damon, Elena. I'm just two years older than my brother." He said smiling cockily, with a 'duh' expression.
"Okay then..Damon." She nodded. He was just too cocky for his own good and Elena felt like rolling her eyes. She was just trying to be polite.
"Come on in. Jamie has been waiting for you, he seems really fond of you." He said waving her to come in and holding the door for her.
"I really am of him too. He's a special kid."
He obviously checked her out as she walked, especially her lower part. Damon smirked. Elena was seriously hot in her simplicity. Those tight jeans spoken for themselves. She had big doe eyes and long fluffy brown hair. Even a nice pair of breasts, he could say. If it wasn't for his brother and his stupid little rules, Damon would have taken her right there, right now.
"Wow, this house is really huge. If I may ask..do you live here alone?" She asked while looking around the house, amazed.
"Yes. Since one year now." He replied quickly.
"I honestly thought that maybe you had children, or you were married." Elena said sincerely. She really didn't know how a person could live in this house all alone. Not that it was her business anyway. What worried her the most right now was asking to him if she could live here! That was going to be embarassing, she knew it. Mostly because Damon really didn't seem the type to take you seriously, and even because she felt somehow uncomfortable around him. It was a weird feeling. She felt like she was in highschool and she had in front of her the hottest guy of the school.
Damon snorted at her affirmation, and again she felt like he thought that she was crazy even for thinking something like that.
"No way." He spat as if she had asked him to jump off a bridge.
Perfect. And this was the person was who going to take care of his brother's son for two months?
"Elena!" Jamie exclaimed, running to her and wrapping his tiny arms around her.
He was such a cutie. If she was going to have kids, Elena wished that they were like Jamie. Her experience with him had been amazing, and he was the sweetest kid. With Jeremy had always been the total opposite since he was a pretty smart ass even when he was a kiddo.
Jamie barely made any whims, and almost always did what he was asked to. You could see that he was Stefan's son. His hair and his face were the same as his father. His eyes, though, even if she had never seen Jamie's mother before, Elena supposed that were just like hers. Deep chocolate eyes with a glim of caramel if you payed attention.
"Hey you!" Elena said affectionately, picking him up in her arms. "How did your math test go on Friday?" She asked as she patted his head.
"Mmh..not so good. Mrs. Clarke said that I can do better. I suck at math." He pouted.
"Don't worry. I'm sure that we'll improve." Elena said reassuringly.
Just then she noticed Damon's penetrating eyes on her, and for a moment she felt like she was naked, like he was scanning her.
"This is my Uncle Damon. He's daddy's brother. He's cool."
Elena interlocked her eyes with Damon's, smiling slightly. "I know who he is." She said. "Now that you've reminded me of this Jam, I really need to talk to your uncle." Elena said, putting Jamie down.
"Okay." He just said, going on the couch and watching some cartoons.
"Look, Damon, I want to ask you something..but feel free to refuse, of course." Elena said awkwardly, gesticulating with her hands.
He was leaning against the wall frame with a somehow amused and smug expression on his face. That was seriously starting to annoy her.
"I'm all ears." He said casually, with a glass of something in his hands.
"My family is moving, today we're pratically leaving the house. Little did I know though that my aunt doesn't know where to put me, since her fiance's house is too small for everyone while we're waiting for the new house to be ready. So she asked me if I could find a place to stay for the next few weeks, and I was wondering.." She was saying, before he interrupted her.
"If you could stay here?" He asked raising his eyebrows, that slight amused look still there.
Elena swallowed nervousely. She felt so embarassed at asking something like that, it almost made her feel like a homeless since she didn't even know him. But she knew Stefan, and Caroline, and she was Jamie's nanny so she didn't seem totally out of her mind..did she?
"Yeah, pretty much. It would be just for a few weeks, and I could work more, if you need me to do it." She said smiling nervousely.
Damon removed himself from the wall frame, heading towards her. He put his glass of bourbon or rum - Elena presumed - on the table next to her.
"No problem. You can stay here as long as you need, I'm sure that my brother would agree too." He said, "After all this is his house too, so make yourself at home..Elena." He finished with a smirk, and hearing her name pronounced by him felt so sexy. The man was seriously sex on legs.
"Okay. Thank you so much. Can I bring my stuff tonight already?"
"Didn't you hear me? That's your house too now..so do whatever you want." He said, shrugging.
"Do you need a ride?" He then asked.
"Excuse me?" Elena said, a bit distracted.
"Home, I mean." He said smirking again. Elena blushed immediatly.
"No, it's okay, I have my car. But thank you..for the offer." She said heading towards the door, and she couldn't help but smirk at him a little too, knowing that she had probably got him now. The guy was such a flirt.
"Whenever you want." He said, giving her a knowing look.
She shook her head and rolled her eyes, before going to say bye to Jamie.
"Are you already going?" He pouted.
"I'm coming back later. I just need to grab some stuff." Elena said smiling at him.
"Okay." He shrugged content, kissing her on the cheek.
Once out of the house, Elena called Jenna.
"Hey. So, I've found a place to stay. I'm gonna grab some stuff at home..do you need some help with the last packs?"
"Lena! Thanks God. I'm so sorry that I've messed you up at the last moment. Don't worry, Alaric brought almost everything at his place now. After you take the things you need, lock the door and put the keys under the mat. Okay?" Jenna said.
"'Kay. Don't worry. Bye Jenna." Elena said hanging up.
Elena arrived at her house in twenty minutes. She then took the keys from under the porch mat, opening the door. It was dark and empty.
She looked around and smiled sadly, remembering all the good and bad memories that she had in that house. Elena had grown up there, this was her parents house, and she felt like the last piece of them that was still attached to her had disappeared in that moment.
She took a sit on the stairs, allowing a few tears to escape. She couldn't believe that she was moving, that she was leaving everything behind. Elena loved her house, there were more good memories than bad ones.
She remembered how her mother was always cooking for her when she got home from school. The fights with Jeremy for the remote. How her father got home always at this hour, kissing her mother on the cheek.
The few tears were now a cry, but Elena needed this outburst. No one would have seen her. She really didn't feel like crying in public, or just crying for that matter, but now she felt the need.
After going on like this for the next few minutes, she wiped her tears away, rosing up. Jenna had left some of her clothes and her most important things in her room, so she was able to put them in her suitcase.
She packed quickly, not really wanting to stay in the house for another minute. It made her too depressed. She took her suitcase and when she was at the door, she took one last glance at the house before going out.
"What do you want for dinner? I don't know if Elena is going to be here at time, so for now I'm just gonna cook for you." Damon said to Jamie. Stefan, in one of his other heavy rules, had specified that Jamie had to eat early. He couldn't help but roll his eyes when he found a note full of other rules in Jamie's suitcase. His brother was such a pain in the ass. He wouldn't have been surprised if Stefan had to decide even when he had to go to the bathroom.
"Pasta?" Jamie asked smiling, looking up at him.
Damon smiled at him. "Pasta it is, then."
Just then he heard the doorbell rang. "This is probably Elena. Would you go open?" He asked to his nephew while preparing the ingredients.
Damon was a good cooker. His Italian origins weren't wasted. He loved looking and helping his mother cooking when he was little, he had learnt a lot from her, and the few times that they went to Italy he had experienced the best plates.
Jamie went to open the door, just to return a few seconds later.
"Uhm..Uncle Damon, there's a woman at the door. She has a long nose..do I let her in?"
Damon raised his eyebrows. Who the hell could it be?
"Wait here, I'm gonna see who it is. Check your pasta meanwhile." He said while heading to the door.
He wanted to stop in his tracks and roll his eyes at who he saw.
"Andie, what are you doing here?" He asked surprised, if not a little annoyed. He hated when chicks did those things, that was why he didn't go for real relationships, they would become too sticky and they were always around.
"Surprise!" She said sing-songing.
"And you should know that I hate them." He said mocking her tone, with a sarcastic smile.
She rolled her eyes. "Seriously? And who is the kid anyway, are you babysitting now?" She said laughing, quickly fading it when she saw that he was still serious.
"He's my brother's son. I have to take care of him for a while, I would have told you the next time."
"What a drag." She muttered rolling her eyes, and his expression hardened.
"Well, can I come in, so I get to know him?" She said, making to come inside.
"No." Damon just replied, still holding the door.
Andie huffed and crossed her arms. "Damon, you gotta stop being such an asshole to me. Or you won't get any for the next two weeks." She said firmly.
"Oh damn, Andie, you're killing me.." He said faking to be upset, putting his hand on his heart. "As if I won't be able to get any somewhere else." He then said serious, rolling his eyes at her naivety.
When he heard Elena's car arriving, Damon was somehow glad. This would have turned into a big, useless argument.
Andie turned around to see who it was, hardening her expression when she saw the girl heading towards them. And with a suitcase.
"Hi." Elena said shyly, looking between the two of them. Damon had an amused look on his face – as if it was news -, and the girl in front of him was glaring at her with a killer look.
"Elena." She said, heading her hand at the other girl. She had a known face. Was she the reporter who worked on Action News?
Andie made a sarcastic noise, looking at Damon again.
"Who's this slut?" She snapped at him.
At that Elena's hand dropped down, as her jaw.
"Excuse me?" Elena said in disbelief.
"You heard me. He's my man and you're a stupid slut, you better get the fuck out of here!" Andie shouted, pushing her.
"What the hell! Don't touch me!" She shouted back.
Elena really didn't like reaching the hands, and she wasn't a person who liked to start fights either. But this moron had seriously pissed her off.
At that Damon rolled his eyes, going between them.
"Whoa. Keep your hands there, Andie. She's just Jamie's nanny, and she's staying here for a while. Now please calm the fuck down." He said annoyed. Andie was still fuming. His body was between hers and Andie's, giving the back to Elena. It seemed somehow protective.
"That's unbelievable. You barely make me sleep in your bed, and this bitch gets to move in your house?" She said, slamming her foot.
Elena shook her head. What a great start.
"Look, I'm going inside before I slap this bitch in the face." She said heading inside, muttering something like how some people are just out of their minds.
When Elena was out of sight, Andie made to slap Damon in the face, but he quickly held her wirst in place.
"You don't get to slap me without a reason. One, we are not together, and that's the last time that I'm gonna say this to you. And two, I'm not a liar. If I was fucking her I would have told you. Now please go." He said serious.
"You suck, Damon." She said making a disgusted face and going away.
Damon huffed in frustration, slamming the door behind him.
He went in the kitchen finding Jamie eating his spaghetti, and Elena setting the table.
"I'm sorry for that." He said, going towards her to help her out.
"No problem." She said smiling slightly, still pretty pissed off though.
"If anything, I've just screwed your relationship. I'm sorry." She said apologetically. Or not to so much, since that woman seemed to be hysterical.
He placed himself behind her, so he could take the glasses.
"We were doing just that, screwing." She felt his hot breath saying into her hear. She looked at him and smiled awkwardly, and he just smirked.
"No need to worry." He then said still smirking, and making her blush.
The more she looked at him, the more she realized that he was the sexiest thing ever. He could as well have been a model, or an actor for that matter. She had heard things about him, even from Caroline, but never she thought of something like that. This was going to be awkward, Elena knew it. She couldn't allow herself to develope some sort of stupid crush for the unreachable guy, like she was in highschool. Just no.
"Where's the woman with the long nose?" Jamie asked, and Elena chuckled under her breath at his comment. Actually yeah, even on TV that woman never inspired so much liking.
"She reminds me of a moray." He then said, and at that Elena couldn't help but burst into laughter. Could you be a soulmate of a five years old?
Damon chuckled too, shooking his head. "You really like her I can say." He said to Jamie, noticing Elena's beautiful laugh.
"Kidding." He then said when he saw Jamie's confused expression. "How's your pasta?"
"Yummy. You're better than dad at cooking!" He exclaimed.
Damon ruffed his hair. "I can assure you that it's not the only thing in which I'm better than him." He winked at him, then moving his glance towards Elena who just rolled her eyes amused. Could he ever stop making sexual innuendos? And in front of a kid!
The night went very well though, and Elena congratuled Damon for his pasta. He was half Italian and you could really say it.
Elena then brought Jamie in his room, chatting with him for a while before he fell asleep.
"Which room can I take?" She asked to Damon when she went downstairs.
"I'll show you." He said, smiling a little and heading for upstairs.
He took her into one that was two rooms after Jamie's one. That house was such a maison. Stefan told her that it even had a back yard with a pool and a yacuzzi. She could only imagine what a type like Damon could do with such things…she quickly shook disturbing thoughts out of her mind.
"This is Stefan's old room. It's very nice and quiet..and you have your own bathroom." He said while opening the door for her.
The room was very big. It had a double bed, and even if it was a little ancient, it was still very classy and comfortable.
"Wow. That's very beautiful. Thank you, Damon." She said gently. Looking at him and smiling.
"No guys in here, okay?" He teased her.
Elena blushed for the thousand time today, and quickly opened her mouth to say something. It wasn't like she had someone to bring, though. She and Matt had broken up a couple of months ago. They had been together for a long time, he had been her first love, but then they just grew apart.
She was sad at the beginning, because she was used to always have him around ever since she was in highschool. But now it was okay, they were still good friends after all.
"Don't worry, you won't see anyone." She said shyly.
He smirked and put his hand on her shoulder. "Elena..I was kidding. Unless you party hard or burn down the house it's fine." He chuckled.
She laughed a bit too and then noticed that he still had his hand on her shoulder. A shiver passed through her spine, and when she looked at him in the eyes she felt uncomfortable. He was looking at her again with that look, his penetrating look, and once again she felt naked. She could say that he felt it too because he quickly removed his hand, heading towards the door.
Elena couldn't help but checking him out from behind. He had large shoulders and his biceps were very good too, she could see them well from his t-shirt. She nodded approvingly. Then, he turned around.
"Goodnight, Elena." He said smirking.
"Goodnight." She just said, and she had the feeling that he knew exactly that she had checked him out, since he was still smirking out of the door. He was so full of himself for his own good.
Damon took a quick shower before going to bed. When he checked his phone on his bedside table, he saw that he had three missed calls from broody. He called him back.
"Hello?" Stefan answered at the first ring.
"Hello, brother."
"Damon! I've tried to call you, is everything okay?" He asked concerned.
Damon rolled his eyes, thing that happened pratically always when he was talking to his anxious brother.
"Yes Stefan, everything is fine. Are you planning on ask this every single day?" He said annoyed.
"I was just asking. Jamie?" He asked.
"He's okay. He fell asleep."
"You remember that you have to bring him to school, right? Wake him up at seven."
Damon huffed. "Elena can do it. There's no way that I'm going to wake up at seven in the morning five times at week." He said as if it was the most obvious thing ever.
"Absolutely not, Damon. Elena goes at the university in the morning, she can't do that, and that's not her job anyway." Stefan said serious.
Damon made an annoyed 'mmm' but then agreed. "Fine. Something else?"
"Elena is a very nice girl. Don't play with her. She's one of Caroline's closest friends, she wouldn't forgive you." Stefan said warningly.
"Too late. She's currently making me a blowjob while we're talking." He teased his brother, and chuckled softly.
He could pratically see Stefan panicking from the other line.
"What?" He whispered.
"I'm joking. You're too dupe, Stefan." Damon said rolling his eyes.
"You're not funny! Stop it Damon. I have to go now, I'll call you tomorrow." Stefan said a little annoyed.
"Night. I'll say hello to Elena from you, now we were about to do it doggy style." He said chuckling.
He heard a pissed off Stefan muttering something and hanging up.
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