Don't say 'Yes' run away now

I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the back door

Don't wait or say a single vow, you need to hear me out

And they said 'Speak Now'

And you'll say 'Let's run away now'

I'll meet you when I'm out of my tux at the back door

Baby, I didn't say my vows

So glad you were around when they said 'Speak now'

Speak Now –Taylor Swift-

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Sometimes in life there are moments when you think that everything is so normal, so quiet, so peaceful and it all seems so perfectly balanced. So perfect that you even find yourself being bored by those moments when you start wondering, what's so great about normal? But the thing is that without you really noticing it, something is being triggered and it is in that precise moment that you realize that everything's about to change, that nothing is ever going to be the same and when 'it' comes you learn that things happen only once in a lifetime, that you'll never ever feel the same again, never love with the same intensity, and that you would be a fool to let it go.

This was it - her entire life had been about decisions, most of them wrong ones but some of them right. And there she was, standing at the end of the aisle in her beautiful white dress, contemplating him in his dark blue shirt and jeans when she realized that this was the moment that would trigger her entire future. Things between them had started long ago, since that summer that she'd saw him on the porch of his house, but everything, all the moments she lived since that day, they had all come to this,to this decision and there was no doubt in her mind about what she should do.

"Damon for God's sake, what are you doing here?" Giuseppe Salvatore got close to his son with an enraged look on his face. "You are making a fool of yourself!"

"Leave me alone, father." Damon mumbled without taking his eyes of her and walked closer. "Elena please, we still have chance. It's not too late, it is never too late."

Murmurs were heard along the entire church; people kept staring at the man and then at each other, no one really understood what was happening.

"Lena, I love you and if you just give me a chance I promise you that I can make you happy. We are meant to be, you know that, you have always known that; we're supposed to end up together." Tears were about to fall from his eyes, he wouldn't be able to survive this, if she decided to stay with his brother he was sure that would be the end for him.

"Elena, what is this?" Stefan's confused and broken eyes turned to look at her so she took both of his hands between hers.

This moment seemed so surreal for her, never in her entire life had she expected her wedding to turn out like this. Stefan's face was breaking her heart and when she turned to see her parents she saw that her dad had a cold look in his eyes while Isobel looked at her expectantly, just waiting for her decision. Caroline gave her a nod and then she looked at Jeremy who gave her a small smile, giving her his blessing.

But none of them mattered now, not really. It was in the moment she turned her head and looked at the blue eyes that haunted her dreams that she knew her decision. His eyes were broken, already anticipating the worst but they kept looking at her intently even when he was fighting against his father's arms who were trying to take him away from her.

"Stefan-" She took a deep breath and clutched his hands more tightly. "I'm so sorry." She gave a soft kiss to his cheek and held him close to her face. "I never meant to hurt you like this, but I can't change how I feel, it's him and it will always be him." A tear left her eyes as she kissed his hands and let go of him, forever.

The people that surrounded them were left open mouthed when she lifted her dress and ran towards Damon. "We're endgame babe, I'm just sorry it took me so long to realize it." She gave him a watery smile and he held her hand.

"It was just in time." With that they both ran away from the church, leaving all the chaos behind them. None of it mattered anymore, not to them.

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"Oh my God, I can't believe we just did that!" Elena said once they were two blocks away from the church.

"Having second thoughts, beauty?" Damon asked jokingly but she knew that deep down there was fear behind his words.

"Of course not you dork," She stopped walking and kissed him softly. "I just hate that I waited so long."

"Hey, it's okay. We're together now and that's the only thing that matters." He gave her a smirk and then lifted her, twirling her around the street.

"Damon, put me down!" She yelled with a smile on her face as she clutched his shoulders for support. He listened to her and placed her on the floor before giving her a languid kiss that left her feeling tingles all over her body.

"The car is close." He said while they remained still with their foreheads pressed together, neither of them being able to move.

"We should go," Elena said in a soft voice but still not being able to detangled herself from him. "We're in a public place." She said with a small smile on her face.

"Yeah, I think we need more privacy." He chuckled before pulling away from her. "Come on princess." He intertwined their hands and started walking slowly.

"Feeling happy Miss Gilbert?" He asked when he caught her smiling like an idiot.

"Very much Mr. Salvatore." She clutched his hand tightly and kept smiling.

Happy was an understatement, she was walking on sunshine right now, she still couldn't understand why she had waited so long to choose. Yes, she was afraid, but being with Damon was worth the risk.

"I think you look gorgeous in this dress, my love." He said into her ear and Elena blushed immediately, he loved how after all these years he could still make her blush.

"I'm glad you like it."

"But I imagine you would look so much better without it." She looked at him and saw him kink his eyebrow at her.

"And I guess you would really like verify that, right?" She answered suggestively. The need to be with the man next to her was overwhelming, she didn't have to feel guilty about it anymore, she'd choosen him, and she couldn't wait to have him once again.

"Come here," He stopped her in her tracks and took her face between his hands. "You have no idea how much I love you." He took her lips in a soft kiss, showing her all his love and devotion.

She laced her fingers through his dark hair and let him consume her, just like he did every time they were together. Nothing else in the world mattered but them. Just when their kiss was heating up, they felt drops of water start to fall on them.

"What the hell?" He said, pulling apart while she was still gasping for air. "Dear God, It's raining; let's go." He took hold of her hand once again and started walking faster, trying to run from the water pouring on top of them.

Just when Elena spotted his car he stood still on the ground with his eyes closed. "Damon, what are you doing? We're drenched, we need to get in the car." She pulled his hands but he didn't budge, he just stood in the same spot. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Shhh, just listen." His blue eyes looked into her confused ones. "There's music."

"Of course there's music, we're in front of a freaking dance school!" Elena said with exasperation in her voice, she wanted to get out of her wet clothes immediately.

"Come on," He extended his hands to her. "Let's dance." He gave her a crooked grin that made her melt to the floor.

"No, it's raining! I'm gonna get sick." She said more urgently this time.

"No, you won't. I'll protect you."

"Damon, let's go!" She said, tugging at his hand once again.

"No, let's dance first. Come on Lena, live a little." He smiled at her and she tried her best not to return his smile but failed immediately.

"Fine." She got closer to him and he took her in his arms.

I will not let anything take away What's standing in front of me Every breath Every hour has come to this

He circled her waist with his arms while she buried her face in his neck, inhaling his scent. Nothing could be more perfect than this, this was exactly how it was supposed to end. She knew that there were still things they needed to discuss but at the moment nothing mattered, just him and the fact that they were finally together.

"I love you." He whispered into her ear as she wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him close.

"I love you more." He held her tightly, resting his head against her shoulder as they kept moving to the sound of the music, tangled in each other while all the students from the school watched them enchanted through the window, and wished someday they could find something like that.

Time has brought your heart to me I have loved you for a thousand years I'll love you for a thousand more

He couldn't believe he had her in his arms again, finally. After everything they were together again and nothing ever felt more right, this was where he belonged. Since the moment he first saw her Damon knew that nothing was ever going to be the same for him.

His mouth collided with hers once again while they kept moving to the music, the taste was divine, it was drenched with love, passion, longing and happiness, and the entire world vanished. They were the only ones in the world at this moment, two lovers alone in the world.

One step closer One step closer

"Are you happy?" She asked softly while his forehead rested against hers.

"Very much." He answered with a smile.

"How much?" She insisted.

"A lot." Damon answered again.

"But how much is a lot?" She whined like a little girl and he smiled at her, looking into her chocolate eyes.

"At least three steps above heaven."

"Are you quoting books now Mr. Salvatore?" Elena said teasingly while running her hands trough his damp hair.

"Actually, I believe they stole the quote from me, I was already that happy with you long before that book was even planned." Damon said, doing that eye thing she loved so much.

"Oh really?"

"Yeap." He placed a soft kiss to her forehead.

"Well, I love you at least ten steps above heaven." She said and Damon laughed at her response before kissing her again, protecting her in his embrace.

I have died everyday waiting for you Darling don't be afraid I have loved you For a thousand years I'll love you for a thousand more

"Come on, you're soaked. I told you I'd protect you." Damon said with a smirk and moved her to the living room. Elena sat on the couch still shivering from the cold and waited patiently until he returned with a big fluffy towel. He already had one draped around his shoulders but the second one he placed gently on hers. "I don't want you to get sick." He said in a shooting manner and started rubbing the fabric softly against her shoulders.

"Elena, I think we need to talk." Damon said in a whisper and his eyes connected with the soft chocolate of hers.

Suddenly, all the weight of their relationship was falling above them, and there still were a lot of misunderstood things and secrets between them that needed to be sorted out, and they needed to focus on it now.

"Yeah, but I really want to get out of this drenched dress." She said uncomfortably, she didn't wanted to have this conversation, not now. They were so happy and she knew that once she told him about the baby everything would come crumbling down and she didn't want that, not now.

"Oh, and I want you out of that dress, but we need to discuss things." He said seriously.

"What things?" Elena said in an exasperated tone.

"I know why you left." The minute the words left Damon's mouth Elena panicked, what was he saying? Does he know about the baby? No, he wouldn't be talking to you if he knew.

"What do you mean?" She said cautiously.

"Bonnie said that you saw me kissing Rebekah." He looked into her eyes but she wasn't able to hold his stare, remembering that was just too painful for her.

"Damon, that's in the past now."

"No, Elena, you need to hear me out. I never kissed her, she was kissing me but I never agreed to it, I pushed her away." He got closer to her on the couch and took her hands between his, giving them a soft kiss. "I love you, I loved you all along and I would never do that you."

She smiled through the tears that had made way into her eyes before bringing her face to his and popping a soft kiss on his lips.

Deep down in her heart she knew that he would never do anything to hurt her but yet, she ran away the moment things got hard, that had been her biggest mistake. Damon was not the cause of everything that happened to her, he would have been supporting and loving, she was the only one to blame.

"I just wish you would have confronted me about it," He said, rubbing his hands into his eyes. "You just left and when I read the letter you gave me I just couldn't-"

"Letter? What letter?" Elena asked with a frown.

"The one your mom gave me, when you said that I wasn't good enough for you. That I wasn't what you wanted." His blue eyes were piercing through her brown ones and Elena had no idea what he was talking about.

"Damon, I never wrote you a letter." She looked at him with confusion in her eyes.

"But you did, I saw it." He answered stubbornly. Of course he did, he could still remember that day as if it was yesterday, the words on the paper had burned into his heart.

"Damon, I'm telling you I never wrote you anything."

"Then how-" Damon closed his eyes briefly trying to gain some control, then got up immediately and punched the wall so hard that blood started to come out of his hand.

"What the hell?" Elena said, getting up immediately and running towards him. "Are you okay?" She said taking his hand and examinating it to see if there was any damage. Luckily there was only a scratch.

"That damn woman! She made it up Elena, don't you see it? You're mother made it all up!" There was fire in his blue eyes and Elena stood still, absorbing what he was saying.

Her mother wasn't capable of it, she tried to help her when she found out about the baby but then again, she had always wanted her away from Damon, of course she would do something like that to try to keep him away from her. After all, she had basically blackmailed her into marrying Stefan.

He didn't give up on her, he tried to find her but Isobel made him think that she didn't love him. He never gave up on what they had.

"She said that if I chose you I could forget about her and dad," Elena said and saw the rage going through Damon's eyes. "Today at the church she said it to me." He took her in his arms and kissed her hair softly. "But it doesn't matter anymore, because I have you and you're all that I need."

"Elena-" His voice was a bare whisper and when he looked at her he knew that she was feeling the exact same thing he was. The despair, the fear, the love, the guilt... but the truth was that none of that mattered anymore. The only thing that mattered in that moment was the need of being together so when he crashed his lips into hers, there was nothing she could have done to resist him.

Their tongues battled for dominance, for comfort. Elena put herself to him as close as possible; she wanted to crawl under his skin and never come out of there, she wanted to be protected by him, to be loved and cherished, only by him.

Damon wanted to feel her as close as possible, he wanted to feel his skin against her so he removed the towel from her shoulders and let it drop onto the floor. He wanted to protect her, love her, and cherish her. He started to fight with the zipper of her dress and attack her neck, earning a hiss from her part.

Elena didn't know when or how but she found herself without her wedding dress and being attacked by Damon's mouth on her breasts through the corset she was wearing. God how she'd missed this feeling, the feeling of her skin against his. Her back hit the bedroom door and Damon fumbled with the door knob while his mouth continued worshiping her chest.

Once inside he removed his shirt and let her hands wander all over his torso gaining a low groan from his part. She started licking his chest, his nipples, his stomach until she reached his happy trail. She kneeled before him and removed his belt, then she flipped open the bottom of his jeans and started pulling them down his legs. Seeing where things were heading Damon decided that enough was enough so he grasped her shoulder and pulled her up.

"Even though I really really want to experience your mouth on me again, I just can't wait to be inside you, love." He kissed her hard not giving her time to answer while he started to unbutton his jeans and pulling them down his legs. Once they were gone he placed her gently on the bed and removed his underwear.

Elena watched open mouthed as he moved towards her in all his naked glory. Her memories didn't give him justice at all; he placed himself above her and started stroking her through the lace of her panties.

"Damon..." The soft whimper coming out of her mouth was like music to his ears, the best sound he'd heard in ages.

"Do you want me?" He said, looking into her eyes while he started pulling her panties down her legs and loosening the strings of her corset.

"Yes."

"Say it." He commanded once she was completely bared to him, oh how long he had waited to have her like this again.

"I want you." She answered breathlessly, he was killing her with this anticipation, she wanted to feel connected to him again.

"Do you love me?" He asked seriously but Elena was able to see the vulnerability behind his cerulean eyes and felt her heart warm at it.

"You know I do," She answered and stroked his face. "I love you. Always have, always will." Damon kissed her softly and gently pushed himself into her.

It was beyond magic, everything she had been longing for the last ten years was being delivered in every thrust of his hips against hers. She couldn't see, couldn't feel anything that wasn't Damon, he was possessing her body, branding it as his once again.

He would have killed for the chance of feeling like this once again, like he belonged to somewhere, to someone. He finally felt home and never wanted it to stop.

It was sweet, gentle, rough and comforting. It was a mixture of feelings they had been holding in for the last ten years, it was twin flames coming together again and nothing else mattered. Not Stefan or her parents, or their lost child, it was just them - together.

With one final thrust Damon emptied himself inside her clamming her once again and in that moment Elena knew that nothing was going to be the same but she didn't care, he was on her side and that way she was going to overcome it all, he was all she ever needed.

So? Please tell me tell me, did you guys enjoy it? I must say that this story is taking a different turn that what I had planned but I hope it's in a good way, there was a lot of cutness and love in this chapter and I may be able to strech it out for another one, but trouble are comming, there's still a lot that Damon and Elena need to figure out, so please bear it with me :D anyway I really hope you like it and also Thanks to everyone who's still reading this and also thanks a lot to Amy for correcting it for me :D

The song they danced was Thousand Years by Christina Perri and of course there was a reference to Federico Moccia's Three Steps above heaven, sorry but I'm so obssessed with that book right now lol