Chapter 8: Jealous?

Walking into the Grill, he stretched and smirked as he heard the sound of his bones cracking course through his ears. Looking around, he smiled as his eyes landed on a certain brunette who he was looking for. Making his way towards her, he took in her appearance and chuckled. She was wearing his favorite dress, what a coincidence? Standing behind her, he leaned his chin on her shoulder and looked to see what she was writing on the notepad.

"Someone thinking about a certain someone?" He whispered into her ear, sending a shiver down a spine, causing him to grin from the effect he had on her.
"I don't know what 'someone' your looking for, but it's not me." She replied with a smile as she continued to write. Taking a seat beside her, he looked over to Matt with an amusing glint in his eyes.

"Bus boy...bourbon." He told him Matt as he glared at him, wanting him buried 10 ft under ground and walked off in a huff.
"Stop being mean. OR one of these days, he's going to spike your drink with vervain." Aria warned him with a small smile as she finally looked up, her chocolate eyes twinkling in amusement.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Damon questioned with a smirk as he leaned in towards her and brushed his lips against hers.
"Mmhm." Aria murmured against his lips and was about to move closer until she heard someone clear their throat, causing her to pull away.
"Sorry, am I interrupting something?" Caroline asked, her arms crossed as she looked between the two of them.
"Nope, not at all Blondie. You happen to ruin every moment anyway." He replied dully as he swiveled himself towards the bar and began drinking his bourbon.
"What's up Car?" Aria asked, drawing the blonde's attention from Damon as she climbed off of the stool and walked over to the stage, tidying it up.

"Well, I think WE may have a problem." Caroline told her seriously as Aria yawned and rubbed her face in exhaustion.
"WE?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Okay, you." She replied as Aria turned to her with a look of confusion.
"Why, what did you, I do now?" She asked as she lifted glasses from the tables and walked back over to the bar, placing them down. She shivered in disgust as she heard the bottom of the glasses scratching against the wooden surface.

"I sorta kind of...met someone." Caroline told her.
"Okay. I see how that is bad...for me..?" She answered in confusion and wiped down the bar.
"Well, the problem is, they were actually asking about you and I MAY have blabbed my mouth of to them?" She told her unsure as Aria walked around the bar.

"May have?" Her brown eyes twinkled in knowing as the blonde shrugged. Chewing her lip, she wiped the other side of the bar and thought about it. Who would be asking questions about her? In Mystic Falls? It wasn't Klaus because Caroline knew who Klaus was and would have told her.

"Right. Well this is where you get to THE point. What they wanted?" Aria questioned, turning back to the bar and pours Damon another bourbon as he winked at her.
"Oh, Oh I know his name!" Caroline told her, feeling proud that she had gathered some piece of information for her.
"Yes Caroline. That would be a start." She responded slowly, leaning on the bar as she looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"He said this name was...Ezra Fitz!" She told her with a smile as Aria's eyes widened and she slipped, pushing glasses off the other side of the bar as they crashed to the floor and shattered.

"Aria!" Matt scolded as she looked at him, mouthing a quick 'sorry' as she went around the bar and bent down, beginning to clear up the broken glass with a dustpan and brush. Matt shook his head, walking into the back room as she bit her lip.

"So, you know him then?" Caroline questioned unsure about her reaction as Aria threw the glass into the bin and turned to her.
"Please. PLEASE tell me that YOU did NOT...tell him where I was working or living." She told her, hoping the blonde played a favour on her part.
"Okay then. I didn't." She responded with a shrug as Aria groaned.
"Caroline!" Breathing deeply, she rubbed her face, "Seriously, if he was a murderer or something, you would be dead after...I would be dead."

"No you would." She responded, her blue eyes sparkling as if she were pointing out the obvious.
"So, who is he?" Damon's voice floated through the air as he sipped his bourbon again. The brunette sighed softly and rubbed her face.
"My ex. You remember...the day we met? I was talking on the phone? The...dick." She replied, walking over to a table as she gathered up more glasses in her arms, trying to keep them balanced.

"Her Aria!" Matt called to her as she looked over her should at him.
"Yes?" She responded, picking up a few more glasses, being careful not to drop anymore.
"You play guitar right?" He asked, throwing the towel over his shoulder as he looked at her, waiting for an answer.
"I try my best." She told him with a shrug as she placed all the glasses onto the tray on the next table.
"So, can you sing?" Raising an eyebrow, he waited for an answer. Before she could respond, Damon beat her to it.

"Like an angel." He replied, finishing of his bourbon.
"Damon! No Matt. I can't. I only play guitar I'm afraid." Aria told him with an innocent smile and walked over, placing the tray of glasses down on the bar.
"Liar liar, pants on fire." Damon told her with a smirk as she gave him a look and he returned it soon after, sticking his tongue out.

Laughing at him, she shook her head and piled the glasses into the dishwasher as she picked up another tray and started the round again with a smile on her face. Things were finally looking up, even if her parents weren't included in that happy bubble of hers. She'd have to work on that part of her life later.

As he pushed open the door, he waited for her to walk in as she gave him a smile and moved past him, collapsing onto the couch. Breathing deeply, her eyes rolled into the back of her head with tiredness. If she was allowed to sleep for decades, she most probably would have.

"What time did you go to bed?" Damon asked, sitting on the edge of the couch and looked down at her, pushing a curl behind her ear.
"5." She murmured softly, opening one eye to look at him.
"In the morning?" He questioned in shock as she nodded and breathed deeply.
"Was listening to my parents fight...and throw stuff...and fight." Aria told him with a shrug and smiled softly, "Too much entertainment going on to sleep."

Chuckling, he got up and pushed his jacket off, hanging onto the hanger as he moved to the table of drinks and poured himself one, looking over to Aria, wondering if she wanted one too. Nodding at him, she threw her arm over her face as he poured two glasses of bourbon and walked over, placing a glass into her hands.

"Thanks." She smiled, pushing herself up and sipped at it slowly, feeling the burning sensation tickle her throat.
"So, this Ezra guy, should I be worried?" Damon asked, lifting an eyebrow.
"Uh, are you jealous?" Aria asked, a smile growing on her face as she looked over at him.
"Pffttt. Nope." He replied, taking a gulp of his bourbon as he avoided her eyes.

"Oh my...you are totally jealous. You the...vampire...him the teacher." She replied with a smirk, sipping her bourbon as he looked up at her, a smirk on his own face.
"A teacher?" His blue eyes glazed in amusement as a blush covered her cheeks.
"Well, I didn't say I was innocent. Hello. I'm with you." She responded with a timid shrug as he laughed and shook his head.

Staring at the glass in her hands, she admired the crystal indents that it had. It was a beautiful design. She could imagine Damon and Stefan having all kind of rustic stuff like it, due to the time they'd spent walking the earth. More hours than she could count most probably.

"Could you stare at that glass any harder?" Damon asked with a grin as she looked up dazed.
"Uh, no. You're just...annoyed because I'm not staring at you." Aria replied with a smirk and sipped at the drink.
"Well yes. Who wouldn't want to stare at me? I'm incredibly hot Damon Salvatore." He told her, lifting his glass to her slightly and brought it down to his lips, taking a swig.

"Ah of course. No one would wanna take their eyes off such an incredible looking guy." She replied with a laugh as he nodded.
"Now your understanding." He told her as she laid back against the cushions and closed her eyes, feeling tiredness take over her. She didn't know she was dozing until she had felt Damon lying her down properly and covering her over as he took her drink. Before she knew it, she slipped into a world of darkness.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed :) More chapters for other stories will be out soon.

Shauna
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