~ soooo, I re-read my earlier chapters xD and I apologize for all the mistakes I made o.o Sorreh! Hahahah. Well, I hope this chapter is better than the last 3.

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What the hell was she doing? Elena didn't know why, but she just needed his lips on hers right now. She was mentally facepalming herself for what she was doing. This would end bad, very, very bad, she thought.

Stefan reached down for her thighs to pull her up and, to her own surprise, Elena let him lift her up by her thighs and she even wrapped her legs around him tightly. Squeezing his waist between them. His hands wandered up and down Elena's legs, until they finally rested on her ass.

Her back was still pressed up against the wall of her hallway and everything that held her now was Stefan. Everything she needed now was Stefan. She let out a soft gasp and pulled away from his face to breathe again. But Stefan just went for her neck, trailing his lips gently over her soft skin and then all of the sudden he started grinding against her. And Elena escaped another gasp.

She hadn't had a men this near in a while and it felt awesome. His warmth, his strong arms holding her and when she rested a hand on his chest she felt his heartbeat pumping.

"Stefan!" she broke the silence between them. "What?" he whispered in her ear, he was breathlessly.

"Stop... put me down.." she whispered back, running a hand through her hair. He nodded and set her down to her feet.

She couldn't stand on the first try. She was so out of her shoes that she leaned an arm against his chest to support her weight.

"Is something wrong? Did I do something wrong?" he asked with a worried expression on his face and the cutest green eyes Elena had ever seen.

She shook her head. "No, believe me." She sighed, somehow happily and relieved. "You, you didn't do anything wrong." she had to laugh a little at how disturbed she was.

He eyed her suspicious. "What is it then?" he asked. She shrugged, patting his chest with her hand.

"Nothing.. I was.. I was just.. I don't know." she frowned to herself, she didn't want to admit that her brain still told her to not kiss Stefan. She couldn't allow herself to fall for him.

He shook his head, and smiled. "Good, then." he said and took her hand in his. It was undeniable how wet and cold she felt, she needed new clothes, something to change in. He then leaned his body against hers again. "Elena, trust me. Just don't complain!" he said with a soft laugh.

She eyed him for a brief moment. What was he going to do? But she nodded her head slowly. "Fine..." she sighed.

He grinned. "Good, where's your bedroom?" He asked and with a swing he had her up on his arms. He looked around, searching a little by himself for a room with a bed.

"What?" she kinda screamed it out. And started struggling in his arms, but he held her tight so she couldn't escape.

"Just to change our clothes! Calm down!" he laughed out. "I'm not always thinking just about getting you into my bed... So where is your bedroom?" he wanted to know again.

"Upstairs and then the first left.." Elena explained, and Stefan made his way up the stairs and into her bedroom.

He had expected more, to be honest. There was just a little table, some shelves with books, a double bed and some chests of drawers. It was all built of white wood and the floor matched the window-frames. There weren't pictures of her family or anything, just some of herself. The whole room looked so unprincipled.

Stefan placed Elena down in front of him and smiled. "So this is it.." Elena said, waving her hand around.

"It's beautiful." Stefan lied and looked one last time around. Of course Elena knew he lied, her room was far from beautiful. It looked like a simple hotel room or something. Just boring.

Stefan stepped towards Elena's closet and opened it carefully, Elena let him, she had nothing to hide.

He smirked as he opened both closet doors, a few dresses and shirts came to light. Nothing special, so she could really need a shopping trip, he thought.

Stefan picked up a blue long shirt and held it up to see how it'd look on Elena. "Hmmm..." he murmured to himself, tapping his chin with his index finger. "No." he decided.

Elena had to laugh at how cute he was, how he tried to pick something to wear for her like a mode expert.

"Green, green fits me good." she said, smiling at Stefan. "Green, huh? Let's see." he answered laughing and took a green hoodie out of the closet. "Yeah, it really looks good on you!" he nodded and Elena had to laugh again.

Stefan made his way back to her, he tossed the hoodie onto her bed before pulling Elena to him. "C'mere. And now, like I said, just don't complain.. Understood?" he asked her, both of his eyebrows were raised highly in a questioning manner.

Elena nodded hesitantly and unsure of what would happen next.

Stefan smiled in a reassuring way at her as he shoved the soaked wet jacket off Elena's shoulders. He walked around her and hung the jacket over a chair behind Elena before walking up behind her and planting a soft kiss on her shoulder.

"Just down complain.." he mumbled against the wet skin of her neck in a husky voice and Elena's eyelids fluttered close when she leaned her back against him. She was like in a trance.

Stefan's hands run slowly down Elena's sides, his arms wrapped around her and he started unbuttoning her shirt from the bottom towards the top.

She had to fight to not pull away from him while he did so. Her head told her 'No' but her heart kept on telling her 'Yes'. It was so confusing and she was glad that Stefan was there to hold her.

The last button of her shirt popped open under Stefan's finger, he smiled shyly and pulled back from here. He clearly didn't want to, though. She looked so good leaned against him, he thought.

His hand's grabed the wet material of Elena's shirt and tugged it down her shoulders, letting it fall to the ground.

She was one of the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her olive tanned skin was shining in the light and when her head turned around so she could look at Stefan, he thought he'd melt into them.

"Give me the shirt from the bed?" He asked her and Elena nodded before she reached over to pick up the green long shirt from her bed and hand it over to Stefan.

"Thanks.." he said and slipped it over her head. A soft smile crossed Elena's lips when he was done with her shirt. His hands were so soft, she thought.

The moment was magical, she turned to Stefan again and captured his lips in another kiss.

It felt so good for him, he wanted to do this all night with her, just chilling on her couch and kissing, touching, being with her. It would have made his week, but he pulled slightly back and whispered against her lips, "Do you think you will get the rest by yourself?" he cocked an eyebrow down on her pants.

Elena had to giggle on that, what did he think? That she was so easy to get? No, he wouldn't get in her pants just yet! So she shook her head and nudged his chest with her index finger playfully. "Yes, Mister, I think I'll get the rest by myself." she kept smiling up at him. "In my closet must be something you could wear too, from my little brother or so..." she said and pointed behind her.

"Okay, and you? Do I have to choose a new jeans for you too?" he asked laughing, thought, he found the idea of choosing clothes for her awesome. It was fun.

"No, I'll find me something.. Lazy.." she smiled, walking past him and towards the bathroom.

The last thing she heard before she closet the bathroom door behind her was Stefan's laugh. Cute. And then it overcame here, God, what had just happened? He made her all dizzy and tipsy with his touches, she felt like a little gigglish school girl under his fingers.

She shook her head to herself, pushing her soaked pants down her legs and pulled some boxers on.

Stefan was searching through her closet in the hope to find something to wear for him while Elena was changing in the bathroom, he finally found a hoodie and thought that his jeans weren't that wet so he just pulled his shirt off and slipped into the hoodie.

Elena came back and stood in front of him. "So, what now?" she asked. He reached his arm out and let his hand run down her arm.

"I don't know, but it's raining and late, you should take a bath." Stefan said nodding. "And I'll go home, don't worry, I'll call me a taxi." he winked at her and let go of her arm.

He hated what he just had said, but she was too sure with him. She knew that he wanted to stay and that was boring, he had to let her struggle a little.

She was stunned at what he just said, but nodded in agreement, she really could need a bath. "Okaay." she answered. She didn't want him to leave, though.

Once Stefan was out of the door and sitting in the taxi, he sighed.

He was such an idiot to leave her, to let her be all alone, she was probably undressing right now and jumping all naked into her bathtub, alone the thought of that made him want to jump from a skyscraper.

He told the taxi driver to drive him home as quick as possible with all this rain and was happy when he finally stepped out of the cab.

Oh shit, he was still wearing the hoodie of Elena, he noticed when he unlocked the front door and stepped in.

"Katherine? Are you home?" he yelled questioning while walking down the hallway.

He heard a loud giggle from the kitchen and then a chair falling. Stefan pulled his brows together to a soft frown and walked through the house to the kitchen area.

"Oh my.." he covered his face with his hand, as soon as the sign of Katherine almost naked on the kitchen counter and a random guy, who was taking care of the little bit of clothes she was still wearing.

"Stefan!" she laughed and pushed the man in front of her slightly away.

"Yeah, hi, Katherine." Stefan laughed, though, he didn't find this moment funny.

Katherine rolled her eyes and pulled her guy closer again. "Stefan, Pablo. Pablo, Stefan." she introduced them, but Pablo didn't really pay attention to Stefan, all he was interested in was to press his lips against any part of Katherine's body.

"Well, hey Pablo... Umm... I gonna go then, have fun, Katherine." he said awkwardly, his hand was still covering his eyes before he turned around to leave again. "Oh, but Katherine. Please not on my Kitchen table."

Stefan left the room again and let his flatmate be with her new toy. This wasn't the first time he walked in while she was busy.. But he didn't mind. He knew she had special needs. And it was no secret to anyone that she was a little slutty.

Stefan made his way up to his bedroom and just fell into his bed, he was too tired to think more about how stupid he was or what Katherine was doing down there in his kitchen now with this guy called Pablo.

So he just quietly fell asleep in the hoodie, his still wet jeans and shoes.

- Next Day -

The pretty annoying ring tone of Stefan's phone woke him up at almost 8am.

He groaned loudly, wondering who the hell was awake at 8am on a Saturday but he took his phone, holding it up to his ear and yawning sleepily as he answered. "Whoever this is, you have nerves!" he whispered tired and frustrated.

Elena's eyes widened for a moment. Did she wake him? "Err, it's me, Elena." she said quietly, hopping he won't be mad at her.

Stefan sit quickly up. Shit. "Elena! I'm sorry, it's just so early." he said softly, trying to find an excuse.

Elena had to laugh at this. "Mhm. You sleepyhead." she said.

"Shut up!" Stefan said laughing. "Why did you call?"

"I was just, being bored." Elena sighed, shrugging a shoulders. But she actually wanted to hang out with Stefan, wanted to visit him, go with him to the park or just eat ice cream, or something. She already missed him.

Stefan grinned, she was bored? Hah. No. She wanted him to ask her out... But he didn't mind, so he easily joined her game.

"Well, would you like to do something today?" he asked, still grinning. "I can take you out"

"Yaay, sounds good." she smiled, leaning against the door frame of her kitchen while talking to Stefan.

She really needed to go out more often again, and now with Stefan, it was perfect.

"Tell me time and place.." Elena said.

"Ummmm... Mystic Grill, 3pm." Stefan said and hung up on Elena.

He had to get dressed and showered now where he knew he was taking Elena out, so he jumped out of his bed, threw the phone onto his pillow and skipped out of the room into the bedroom to get a shower, stripping on his way.

The Mystic Gill? No. Damn it. She didn't want to go there. She was expecting something that wouldn't be good.

- 3pm, Mystic Grill -

Stefan was waiting out side of the Grill, he checked his watch like a thousand times now, Elena was half an hour too late and she didn't answer her phone. What the hell was she doing?

He was just about to pull his phone back out and call Elena again when a taxi stopped in front of him. It was her.

Elena was happy that she finally made it, half an hour too late and with a bad feeling in her stomach, but glad that she was still alive after that war with her hair.

She decided to wear it open, just like always, now.

She kicked the car door open, she almost hit Stefan with it, but he jumped back.

"There you are, I was already worrying. I was about to call the police and tell Sherif Forbes that you're missing!" Stefan joked.

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Very funny, Mister I'm grumpy in the mornings!" she nudged him, giggling lightly.

"Hahaha. Who the hell is awake at that time?" he asked, grinning.

"Everyone!" Elena said, poking him.

He grabbed her and pulled her body to his. "Naaah, shut up now." he said, smiling cutely down at her. "Let's go inside."

Elena's mood dropped a bit. She didn't want to go in there. Damn. But she nodded, wrapped one arm around Stefan's waist and just hopped the best.

Stefan's arm swung over Elena's shoulder and pulled her closer to him before he leaned over to press a soft kiss to the side of her head against her hair.

This must be heaven, Elena thought. He kissing her head, holding her close. God what was he doing to her?

It felt all so good with him. She felt save.

Stefan opened the huge two doors of the Grill before pulling Elena into it with him. He looked around for a free table for them, as he noticed that Elena was slightly ducking behind his shoulder, looking around like she was being followed or something. Stefan frowned at amusement before leaning in to her and whispering, "Who are you hiding from?" he lifted an eyebrow at her, smirking a little.

"No one.." she said and smiled innocently up at him, though, Stefan could feel how nervous she was for some unknown reason. "Okay..." he said and took her with him, walking towards a free table with her on his arm.

Elena was freaking out in the inside, it had happened. She was in the Grill and he was here.. working.

She ducked some more behind Stefan's shoulder until they reached their table. And even then she shoved herself into the last corner and was always looking at the bar to check if he had seen her.

"Is something wrong, Elena.." Stefan asked, now a little bit worried. But Elena shook her head. "It's nothing." Stefan leaned back, frowning at Elena in disbelief. "Really?"

Elena was never taking her eyes off of him while Stefan was talking. But she listened to him, and answered quickly, "Really!"

"Good then, I'll order us drinks!" He said and threw his hand up in the air, waving at the bar keeper and yelling, "Hey!" But Elena almost jumped over the table, pulled his arm quickly back down and yelp quietly at him, "NO!"

Stefan looked at her as if she was insane. "What!" He asked her, another frown creeping up on his face.

But it was too late. It had happened. He was going over there, to Stefan and Elena.

Elena's eyes widened in horror and she let go of Stefan's arm, she looked quickly around for a place to hide. Maybe the bathroom? No, he would see her on her way..

Damn it! She was panicky. She wanted to sink into the ground, right here and right now, but then she felt Stefan's arm wrap around her frame and pull her against him, his lips landed on hers.

Elena couldn't believe it, but when he pulled back, she was calmer. He had her calmed alone with his lips.

"E-Elena?" the voice she was so afraid to hear ripped her out of her thoughts and she bit her lip, hard.

Crap, he was standing behind her.

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