Damon Pov.
I sat in the Boarding House living room, a glass of whisky at my side, swigging it down carelessly.
Growling, I glared at my now empty bottle, viciously.
It had been a week now since I had seen Bonnie and the rest of them, apart from Elena who was now annoyingly around twenty four seven with that sad sap of a brother of mine.
I have no idea when I started getting pissed with Elena being around so much- usually I'd be over the moon, with her giving me even more of a chance to annoy Stefan, and just innocently flirt with her, but not now.
Ever since that kiss I witnessed that was exchanged between Mutt and my Bonnie...- I also have no idea when she became my Bonnie, but she is.- My stomach had twisted in furious knots, leaving me almost, torn, almost.
My fingers were tapping down on the wooden table, as I waited for the visit off the humans, and Bonnie.
It was apparently the dark haired ones birthday- Meredith. Elena had been running around this place all day with Stefan and Miss Flowers, with stupid banners and random bowls of flowers and candles.
Rolling my eyes, I turned to my left to see Stefan sitting next to me, he had attempted to creep up on me, but failed dramatically.
His hands were clamped together, balancing his elbows on his knee caps.
"Oh do stop looking so worried, brother. I'm not going to hurt the boy again- and no, I won't intrude you can have your lovely little girl scouts party alone without me bothering you, blah, blah, blah, yadda, yadda, yadda, do you need any more reassuring? Because I really cannot be assed."
He was now the one rolling his eyes, but he gave a small thank you before walking off back to find his busy girl.
I tensed as a familiar smell tickled at my nostrils.
Bonnie Pov.
"Oh come on, Meredith. Stefan only wants' to give you a birthday present! You could look the slightest bit grateful!" I complained.
She groaned as we trudged up the boarding house drive way.
"He could just give me it in school." She scowled.
"We've told you, Damon took his ring, he can't come out." Matt butted in.
She eyed the morbid sky, suspiciously.
Matt tugged at the door handle before giving the small code of two knocks on the huge door.
Opening it, I grasped at Meredith's back.
"Don't kill me..again" I murmured before shoving her through the front door.
"Surprise!" Rang through the foundations of the house, startling even myself.
Standing in front of us was Stefan, Elena and Miss Flowers, each of their hands filled with wrapped up gifts.
The house looked...well, marvellous.
Banners hung around the rooms, with purple letters printed onto them that read 'Happy 18th Birthday!'
Scattered around the tables were small black bowls, filled with purple and white candles, which sent a delicious smell bubbling throughout the house. Huge vases of purple and white lily's added even more of a fragrance to the house.
The usual murky, yet beautiful boarding house was now brilliantly lit up with strips of fairy light's hanging from the ceilings.
Elena smiled hopefully, yet looking slightly worried, were as Stefan seemed alarmed as his eyes scanned over Meredith's posture, and Miss Flowers just seemed pleasantly happy as per usual.
"You guys really do kill off the idea of a surprise party, don't you?" She said glaring at me, but then swirled round taking in the house. "But it does look amazing, so keep on killing"
And there was laughter.
Damon Pov.
Will this boringness never end?
I had endured watching about eight million present openings, the humans scavenging on some birthday cake, and hours and hours of laughter and random chit chat.
My head is on the verge of explosion.
Stefan slyly swung his legs around the sofa and elbowed me in the gut.
"What now, brat." I growled.
Rolling his eyes, he grinned happily at me.
"Damon, Matt and Bonnie are staying in your room." He spoke quickly, I just about caught onto what he was saying.
My eyes widened.
"HAHAHAHAAHHAHAAHAHAH! No."
Now Stefan was the one glaring at me.
"Meredith and Elena are going to share a room, so Bonnie and Matt are staying in your room, none of the other rooms are made, so yes, yes they are."
I stood up, Stefan shadowed my moves.
Walking furiously towards the laughing Mutt, I swiped his small bag out of his hands.
He went to protest and snatch the bag straight back, but was too slow.
By now everybody had their eyes on me.
"This boy, is not staying in my room, with his girlfriend. I'm pretty sure I'd rather not have their sweaty bodies all over my bed."
Delving my hand into the bag, I yanked out a small blue packet.
Bonnie's eyes widened her pupils expanding as she took in the thing I held between my fingers.
"CONDOMS!" She all but yelled.
Matt put his hands up cautiously.
Elena and Meredith were now at Bonnie's side- glaring at Mutt.
This made me smirk.
Stefan shook his head at me, repulsed.
"You have to cause trouble don't you brother?" He snapped too low for anybody eles to hear.
It's all part of the plan.
I sent towards him- I sensed him shake his head in disapproval.
"Look, I didn't want to ask you, okay? I just thought it would be a sensible thing to do, you know just incase." Mutt's voice pleaded.
Bonnie rolled her eyes, but took a step closer to him and reaching up on her tip toes planted a small kiss on his lips.
Damn.
I was sure that would have worked.
Now what?
Bonnie Pov.
After putting on my own pyjamas I made my way downstairs, walking into the living room I knelt down, scanning the DVD's.
My senses went wild.
I could sense something edging closer and closer towards me.
Intuition, Stefan always told me to trust my intuition.
So I spun round on my heels as fast as I could- a scream ready to burst out.
I gasped, but let out a sigh full of relief.
Damon stood in front of me.
"Damon, Y-you scared me." I whispered shakily.
He smirked.
"My dearest apologies, Carra, but I really suggest this film."
I held my breath, for the reason that Damon had leaned across me, his dark eyes locked with mine, his body briefly brushing mine-fireworks.
He knows exactly what he's doing to me- he's doing it purposely. Whenever he's close by my heart skips a beat and I get butterflies in my stomach. His dark eyes land on mine and my mind is completely struck and every trace of thought that was once there is washed away by his ebony orbs.
He leaned back to look at me, a DVD in his hand.
"Oh, is there a problem, angel? You seem to be blushing madly." He purred.
Breathe Bonnie, Breathe.
I attempted counting to ten, and trying to calm myself down, but it didn't work, I seemed to be flushing even harder from his words.
Softly, his fingers gently brushed my cheek, reluctantly, I leaned into his touch.
His eyes scanned my face as he delicately pushed away a small curl that had fallen into my eye.
He smiled, Damon actually smiled, not a smirk or a sly grin, an actual smile.
That was the moment that for once I was not scared to actually take in Damon's beauty, because Damon Salvatore was a complete and utter drop dead gorgeous man.
His dark hair glistened slightly, and flicked out at the sides, causing small curls to erupt. The way his midnight eyes shined brightly, mesmerizingly sucking you in, drawing your attention towards him. His perfectly chiselled jaw line was just as admiring as the rest of his amazing godly like features.
I blinked a few times before realising that Damon had noticed that I had been admiring him.
Now, I really flushed bright crimson.
Damon smirked, and went to give a remark to my staring, but stopped dead in his tracks, to my shock.
He began to growl.
My eyes widened, and I searched the area around us for danger- I came up blank.
"Can I help you, Mutt?" His voice was cold, and a lot lower than usual.
Mutt...? Matt!
He ignored Damon.
"Bon, were all ready, have you got that film then?" Matt asked casually, his eyes ignored Damon completely.
"Yes, Mutt, we have, haven't we Bonnie?" Damon gleamed happily at me.
My head shook from Matt to Damon, completely bewildered.
To my astonishment, Damon slung his arm around my shoulder.
Matt's eyes widened in furiousity, he seemed as if he was about to protest, but then calmed down, and seemed to have pushed the thought away.
Stiffly, I walked with Damon into the living room, Matt at my side, his hand attached with mine.
We walked into the cosy looking room, to Elena, Stefan and Meredith.
When they saw the scene... each face changed expression, immediately.
Stefan's eyebrows rose in curiosity, but he seemed to be snarling Damon at the same time. Elena released a small gasp, and looked between the three of us in shock, as were calm Meredith kept her cool and just sent me a questioning look as if to say 'tell me later'
"Oh do stop with those judgey little eyes, can a friend not put a arm around a friend? I've saw what's his face-" He waved his arm at Matt.
"MATT!" Meredith, Stefan and even Elena seemed to yell in chorus at Damon.
"Yeah, Mark, I've seen him with his arm around Meredith." Damon finished.
There were silent mutters and protests shared between the group- yet none of them said loudly enough for me to listen.
Stefan pushed the DVD into the player, and sat back cuddling into Elena.
It began to play, and I groaned as the name came up on the screen, tool box murders.
"Damon! A horror, really. You know I don't like them!" I snapped at him, under my breath.
"I'll protect you, angel." He whispered seductively, only loud enough for myself and possibly Matt to hear.
Damon attempted to pull me into a close embrace, right before I was about to dodge it, I was pulled away anyway, by strong arms.
Looking up, I realised Matt had pulled me away, and sat me on his knee.
I giggled as Damon glared at Matt, whenever his back was turned.
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After about eight million times of burying my head into Matt's chest, and receiving a annoying groan off Damon every time I did it, and a few shrieks off Elena, the film was finished.
Stefan had assured us it was fine for myself, Meredith and Matt to travel up to bed now, as it was pretty late, and it had been a long day.
I shrieked as I walked into Damon's room, and ended up colliding straight into him, sending my toiletries flying across the bedroom.
"Why are you always around." I rolled my eyes, walking over to one of the single beds.
He put his hands out in protest. "It might be the fact that, um, I live here? You don't." He now went into a texas accent "Don't like it, get the hell off my property"
This caused me to giggle some more.
"Anyway, where's the Mutt?"He asked his eyes drifting around the room.
"He's just brushing his teeth." I replied simply, while picking up my things from the floor.
"You do realise, I could take you right now, don't you?"
This caused me to spin round, a unamused look plastered across my face.
He grinned wickedly.
"I have no idea what you mean, Damon."
He took a step closer.
"I could just take you right now, we both know that you're going to be mine soon, Bonnie. I know that, Matt knows that, even yourself secretly know that. Its highly dangerous for you to be in a room with somebody like me, somebody who wants you all to themselves."
I froze.
What was he saying? He wanted me? In what way- to be his friend? His... girlfriend?
"Come on, Bonnie. Don't pretend like you don't know! I've been flirting with you for weeks now." He jumped up and down slightly, as if a child was trying to persuade somebody eles to play a game.
Rolling my eyes at him, I turned back to my things. "I have no idea what you are talking about Damon." I spoke sharply.
"You know, Carra. I know you feel the intuition whenever my hand touches yours, I know you know. You will be mine, Bonnie McCullough."
And at that one moment, Matt walked in, causing Damon to storm straight out the room.
I smiled slightly at him, and began to pull back my bed covers.
"What's eating at the douche?" Matt asked curiously.
"Meh, he's just being himself. It was nothing." I wavered him off, and climbed into the bed.
I thought I wouldn't have to lie to Matt anymore- but here we are, because I do know the truth, and the truth is, I'm falling for Damon Salvatore.
HEY! Am sorry for the slowness of this chapter guys, did fanfic stop letting anybody eles upload things? I don't know why it was being like that, bleh.
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WHAT POV'S DO YOUS PREFIER? DAMON OR BONNIE OR EVEN MATT?
Just wondering.
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