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Chapter 9

It had been a week since Caroline fought with Klaus. She knew that she had made a mistake, and she couldn't believe herself for sleeping with him. She was back with Tyler now, but even though Klaus wasn't an issue, Tyler was different. He was annoying her with his constant talk about himself and what he'd done while he was gone. He never wanted to go anywhere with her anymore, it was like he suddenly lost interest and only wanted her for show. And that was not the Tyler she knew.

They were sitting at the grill eating and Caroline was pulling out all the stops. She wanted to forget everything that happened between her and Klaus, so she was sincerely trying to rekindle the romance with Tyler. She showed up wearing a low-cut top, tight jeans, heels and a leather jacket. Her hair was straight and she did her makeup so she looked good. Guys could not take their eyes off of her as she walked in and sat down with Tyler. He, on the other hand, was completely oblivious. He was going on about how he was glad that he didn't have to answer to Klaus anymore and eating a burger too big for his mouth when Caroline got fed up. She leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms.

"Seriously?" She looked at him angrily but he just looked confused.

"…what?" Tyler obviously had no clue that Caroline was trying so hard, and he barely stopped eating when Caroline finally got his attention.

"Tyler, I've been going crazy trying to get your attention since you've been back and you only notice when I'm mad? What is up with you, lately?" Caroline was tired of his acting like a little boy.

"Care-" Tyler started to talk, but Caroline knew that he was just going to make excuses.

"No, you know what, I'm done Tyler." Caroline stood up from the table and grabbed her stuff to leave, "this wasn't working out anyway and I think we should just…let it go," she turned away and walked to the door, leaving a disappointed Tyler behind. She pushed the door open with enough force to knock the person coming in back a few steps, surprised it wasn't further. She immediately closed the door behind her and turned around to see her victim. "I'm so sorr-" Caroline stopped when she saw Klaus and Rebekah walking into the bar. "Oh." She was already mad at Tyler and she really didn't need this.

"Well I'll leave you to talk to your charming new friend, brother," Rebekah liked the idea of her brother finally having someone to bring out his older personality, but she knew that he didn't want anyone to know that he fancied her, so she tried to stay out of it.

"Oh no need, I'm leaving," she glared at Klaus and walked off. Klaus just looked disappointed and said nothing. Rebekah, on the other hand, was highly confused.

"What was that about, Nik?" Klaus just shook his head and walked inside.

"Nothing, nothing at all."

Another week passed and Caroline was on her own. Elena was dealing with Damon and Stefan, Bonnie was with her mom all of the time, Matt was always working and Tyler was moving on to random girls for some odd reason. No one had time for her anymore, and she still hadn't seen Klaus since their fight save that random bumping into him at the Grill. Caroline went over to the bar in the city next to her, the closest one besides the grill and she had been drinking a lot. She was dancing with random guys, compelling the bartender to give her free drinks and she wished that she was more of a lightweight because she was hardly even buzzed. She stayed there for hours until she was drunk, and then he walked in. Caroline was laughing, getting all of the attention from the guys around her, but she stopped when he went over to buy a drink, pretending not to notice her. She downed the rest of her tequila and set it down on the bar before walking over to wear Klaus was sitting. She knew she was drunk and that mixed with how good he looked probably wasn't a good idea but hell, she was feeling bold and she wanted to stand up to that jerk She tried to hide the fact that she was drunk when she walked up to him,

"So what, are you stalking me now?" Klaus looked at Caroline up and down, wondering how he would handle this fiery, obviously drunk girl.

"I just came to get some distance from that petty little town, Caroline. I see you're guilty of the same, or am I mistaken?" She hated his accent. It made everything he said more appealing and she hated that. Why couldn't he just be a boring, normal Mystic Falls guy like Matt or one of the random guys that hit on her.

"Yeah, well I have a good reason," she said, taking the drink that the bartender set in front of Klaus, sending the bartender a wink and drinking down the entire shot in one. Klaus looked at her intrigued, smiling at her hot personality gone rogue.

"And what is that?" He asked, turning toward her and leaning his elbow against the bar.

"Well let's see. I broke up with Tyler, none of my friends have time for me, I can't get you off my mind, and I have absolutely no one to talk to, so I guess things for me just aren't going so great right now." She blurted everything out so fast she didn't even notice the change in his smile when he heard her.

"You can't get me off your mind, really?" He was interested now. He knew who he was, but god did he want her. He couldn't get her off his mind, either. Every night he thought about her, he could almost feel her nuzzling up next to him. Whenever a girl would see him and maybe be so bold as to come up and start up a conversation, all he could think of was how Caroline was prettier, Caroline was smarter, Caroline was better.

"Nope. Not ten glasses of tequila can block you from my mind and you my friend-" Caroline was getting pretty unstable and she almost tripped if Klaus hadn't immediately moved to her side to pick her up.

"Okay," he put an arm under her and swung her over his shoulder. "I'm taking you home," she was struggling a little bit, but soon she was just laughing and lying limp around him.

Klaus knew that taking her back to Mystic Falls would take too long, so he found the best hotel in town and compelled the concierge to grant him keys to the penthouse. He knew Caroline liked things like that. She had fallen asleep and he was carrying her in his arms now, trying to make her more comfortable since she had stopped resisting. He kicked the door shut behind him and dropped her things at the door. When he carried her to the bedroom and set her down on the plushy white comforter, her hand trailed down his arm and held his hand tight, revealing that she wasn't asleep after all.

"Would you just stay with me, until I fall asleep?" She was still drunk and probably didn't even know what she was saying, but Klaus couldn't resist the chance to have her by his side again. He stepped out of his shoes, removed his jacket and layed down next to her, never closing her eyes as she slept back in that crevice of his body that fit hers so perfectly.

The next morning Klaus woke up to find Caroline out of bed. He was about to call her name when she appeared in the doorway.

"There's my girl," he said with a smile, but Caroline looked mad.

"Ha, okay no," she walked past him and grabbed her purse, looking for something inside it, "I am not your anything, and I'm pretty pissed off."

"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms, still sitting in bed watching as she frantically searched around.

"Yes, oh," she was mimicking his accent, which he couldn't help but giggle at. She was too cute. "How did I even get here?" She let out a grunt and dropped her bag onto the bed.

"You were drunk, and I knew that you wouldn't be the safest drunk girl in a town like this, so I brought you here," She walked out of the bedroom, leading Klaus out to follow her and she searched the drawers and counters around her while she spoke,

"Okay I would be perfectly safe on my own, thank you very much, god dammit! Have you seen my phone?" She stopped and turned to him. Klaus remembered it buzzing all night, so he went back into the bedroom, grabbed it from the nightstand and handed it to her.

"It was annoying." Caroline looked at him as if to say 'How dare you' but she kept her mouth shut. "So what, now you're mad because you skipped down and got drunk out of your mind?"

"No. I'm mad because I let myself be here with you, and," after a moment of silence she found the closest reason she could to be mad, "I don't even know what time it is!"

"Okay love, now you're just coming up with excuses to be angry with me," He leaned himself against the square counter in the middle of the kitchen and watched her as she ran around aimlessly. Finally she turned to him and committed herself to being really ticked off.

"Don't call me that. And why is it that you were sleeping next to me, huh?" She wanted answers. If she was ever going to get this, whatever this was, behind her, she had to finish it.

"You asked me to," he said it so calmly with a loving look in his eyes. Why was he the one who was being so nice and she was acting like a bitch? But she didn't care, she had the right to be a bitch to him. This though, this made her stop, just for a moment.

"Oh… well that won't happen again. I was drunk. God, why do you have to do this to me?" She saw a hurt look in his eyes for just a second before he replied,

"Not this again." She turned to him annoyed, why was he making this about him?

"Not what?" She asked shortly, with an attitude that he could recognize from a mile away.

"I don't want to fight with you, Caroline," he started to walk away, but she was in front of him in a second.

"Well that's too bad!" she was trying to get him to fight her, to make her mad again. "Why don't you stand up to me, huh? I'm not weak, I can take it! And I don't care if you're mad at me I'm mad at you, so fight!" she pushed him, making his eyes seem heavy and hurt. But she didn't care. She pushed him again.

"Caroline, don't," She pushed him again, and this time she quickly found herself against the opposite wall with his hands holding hers above her head. "I think it's time that you stop that, now," She was fighting him back, yelling at him. "Caroline! Caroline, look at me," she wouldn't. She couldn't look him straight in the eye, "Please, Caroline, look at me," she was hurt and almost crying when she stopped struggling and looked at his eyes. Klaus was staring at her with an energy that matched hers. She may have been mad at him, but all he seemed to want to do was get her calm again. He looked at her wet eyes and couldn't think of any other way to make her happy again, so he followed his gut and kissed her. His hands that held her wrists with a tight grip entangled in hers as she kissed him back.

"Klaus," she moaned his name and tried to pull away, but he stopped her with his lips, "Klaus we shouldn't," she was talking between kisses even though they felt so good. He moved his hands with hers down to their sides, "I won't be able to stop thinking about you." Even though she meant that as a reason to stop, it only made him want her more, he kissed her with force that made her gasp and quickly moved to tracing his lips down her neck. "Oh, I missed that," she said, and he took that as his cue.

Klaus moved his hands to her waist and hers instinctively went around his neck. She started to unbutton his pants as he broke the kiss to strip his shirt in one deft move. Once his was off, he ripped her shirt from the neckline in half, turning her on with his incredible strength and passion. He kissed her again, his tongue moving in her mouth knowing exactly what he was doing with her. He removed his pants and she stepped out of hers revealing her still-flawless body that he loved so much. His kisses moved to her chest, and she unhooked her bra to give him easier access to her. He sucked and tongued her soft skin making her groan and tug on his hair. He didn't stop there, next he tore off her silk panties, and they both flashed fast into the bedroom, landing on the bed with a thud.

"Did you miss this?" he asked with a playful smile, kissing her throat and teasing her with his tongue.

"Oh, I missed every bit of you," His boxers were gone and he was ready to take her. He wanted her, and this time was even more aggressive than when they had been together before, something that they were both enjoying. Caroline was moaning his name, making him harder every time. She sighed and there was a hitch in her breath when he moved his lips down her stomach to her thighs. He was getting lower and lower and the anticipation made her wet with desire. He kissed her stomach once again before lowering his lips down to taste her, sending a shiver and cry come from her. The sensation was like nothing she'd felt before. His tongue moved against all the right places, and her hips bucked to his touch.

"Oh my god Klaus," he was ready for her and making her moan only tested his patience, but he wanted to bring her closer and make this last as long as it could. He sucked on her tender skin, tasting her juices and using his hands to roam around her skin, increasing her desire. "Klaus, I want you inside of me, I'm getting closer," He smiled up at her, kissing around her thighs and making her tingle just to think that his lips were so close to her sex.

"Patience, my love," He played with her just a bit longer before he couldn't take the pleasure any longer and he moved up, sliding him hard into her, feeling her wet around him. She was really loving it now, she was getting louder with him. He kissed her shoulders and her neck, thrusting into her with increasing motion. He was already close and she had been on the edge for a while now.

"Oh, Klaus, faster please," He could hardly take it any longer, and he paced himself faster into her, letting out groans and feeling her body move with his in perfect harmony. She couldn't hold it out any longer, and she came in sync with him, crying out his name as he bit her shoulder. She knew what that meant, and she bit him back almost right away, loving the thrill that he brought her. He licked the blood that was trickling down her body as he pulled out of her and kissed her all over. She could feel her body pulse and she brought him up to kiss him.

"We have got to keep doing this," she said to him, laughing and laying still. He laughed and kissed her again.

"I'm looking forward to it," he said in that wonderful English accent. She loved that accent.