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Chapter 8 - Right Choice of Movie?

Bonnie rushed to her house, walking furiously and wiping the tears that was managing to escape despite her efforts. Why was she crying anyway? Why did she care that Damon hated her so much? She hated him didn't she?

Bonnie came to a stop when she arrived at her house. Damon was there waiting at the porch.

"Why are you here? To humiliate me more?" she asked.

Damon walked up to her. "No….I'm sorry. I was too harsh"

"You was only telling the truth. We hate each other, why pretend otherwise?" she shrugged.

Damon put his hands on Bonnie's shoulder, and looked at her. "No that's not truth. We don't hate each other Bonnie, if we had, we wouldn't have been able to continue it for this long"

"We would've. We made a deal Damon, and you and I are both too proud to back out of it, even if it kills us"

Damon gave a sad smile. "That we are, I guess that's what it makes it all the more confusing…Anyway I'm sorry. What I said at the dinner was uncalled for. Forgive me, I'm in a weird mood these days"

"Well that makes the two of us" Bonnie said truthfully.

"Am I forgiven?" Damon asked smirking.

Bonnie nodded. "You are" she said and walked to her door, than paused and turned back. "Thank you Damon"

"What for?" he asked, genuinely confused.

"For the game. You've done your part, went beyond the call of duty. It didn't work but at least we tried. I'm grateful to you for doing it, knowing how much you hated it. It was a silly plan anyway, childish"

"Wait-" Damon was next to Bonnie in a flash.

"I meant what I said at the dinner Damon. Its over. I'm ending it. You're free to go"

"What if I don't want to go?" he asked her.

"Why wouldn't you? You hate it"

Damon sighed. "Look Bonnie. I don't like leaving things unfinished. Its not in my nature. I told you before that I keep my word, no matter what, and I do. We only have 4 days left. We can do this, we can continue it another 4 days and then…and then you and me can go our separate ways"

"I don't want to do it anymore Damon. I don't want to do it so you can throw it in my face again"

"I wont…I'm not a quitter Bonnie, neither are you. Plus I have another 4 days with my girlfriend, wouldn't want to waste that" he said smirking.

Bonnie chuckled. "You know sometimes I think you take this game seriously" she joked.

"Sometimes I think so too. So we're still doing it right? It was fun Bonnie. Remember Bimbo?" he asked.

"Yeah it was. Fine we do it then"

"Great! Come on lets go"

"Where?" Bonnie asked.

"Well you still hadn't finished your meal when you stormed off from the table. I wouldn't want to starve you"

"No, its ok. I lost my appetite anyway" she informed him.

"Come on Bonnie" Damon urged.

"No seriously Damon. I don't want to"

"I will feel bad if you don't. Humour me. Please?"

Bonnie was unable to resist Damon right now. "Fine"

"Great!"

"Where are we going?" Bonnie asked as they started to walk.

"I don't know. What do you want to eat? A blonde? A brunette? A red head? My personal favourite is red heads" Damon told Bonnie, trying hard to not smile.

Bonnie smacked Damon. "Damon! I really lost my appetite now! I wont be able to eat… Do you really…choose them like that?" Bonnie asked, worriedly.

Now Damon laughed. "Chill out Bonnie. You know I don't feed like that anymore. Not since Stefan forced me to go on the blood bank thing. I only feed directly off a human in emergencies or if there willing too. But I must say, most of them are willing, so yeah, I do choose them because not only do I feed, I spend time with them too. Fun times"

"Oh" was all Bonnie was able to say as she digested this information. Why did she suddenly feel sick? "You know what Damon? I really don't feel like eating at the moment, I wanna go home. Do you mind?"

"Well, no. We could go home, I guess" he said and turned back.

"You wanna come in?" Bonnie asked, when she saw that Damon was right behind her heels, basically asking for an invite.

"Thank you. I'd love to. The night is young, and I don't want to go home yet" he replied and entered the house.

"So what are we doing?" Damon asked, sitting on the couch. "I mean I have something in mind, that is verrry fun"

"And what's that?" Bonnie asked warily.

"Oh it involves your bedroom and the little bed you have. Though I guess I wouldn't mind the couch either, or the floor, or the wall even" he said smirking and received a water bottle to his head. "Ouch! What was that for?" he asked innocently.

"You know what its for Damon. Cant you be mature for once?"

"I was actually being very mature Bonnie. Very mature, M rated" he said silkily.

"Lets stay PG-rated then even U. Ok?"

Damon groaned dramatically. "Oh you're such a mood-breaker Bonnie!… So what are we doing then? Do you have any idea that is more fun?"

"You're the one who's here claiming to want to do something fun Damon. I wasn't planning on doing anything"

"What do you usually do?" he asked.

Bonnie shrugged. "I don't know, watch a movie I guess"

"Fine. We'll watch a movie then. Lets see what's on" he said and started flicking through the channels.

"Wait. Stop there" Bonnie stopped him taking her seat next to Damon on the couch.

Damon turned around and looked at Bonnie. "Romantic comedy? Really?"

"Yes"

"No" he said and changed the channel.

"Yes!" Bonnie said and took the control from him, changing it back.

"Look I'm the male here, and its an unwritten rule that the male of the house keeps the remote control" he said taking it back and changing it again.

"Well, since the male of this house is not here, that pathetic rule does not apply here!" Bonnie said and took the control back.

"Look Bonnie, stop pushing me. I. Don't. Want. To. Watch. A Rom-Com. Got it?" he said taking it back.

"Got it. Doesn't mean I agree to it. What do you want to watch anyway?"

"I don't know, maybe a horror movie?" he suggested.

Bonnie crossed her arms over her chest. "I don't want to watch a horror movie Damon. I already have to much horror in my life. For one night I want to forget about it. I want to laugh" Bonnie pouted. "But fine. If you really want to watch a horror movie, we'll watch it. I'll just continue this scary life and pretend nothing is happening around me" she said and pulled her legs to her chest.

A silent moment passed, then Bonnie heard Damon sigh. "Fine little witch. We watch the Rom-Com then. Happy?" he asked, changing the channel back to what Bonnie wanted.

Bonnie smiled widely. "Very"

"I don't know what it is with you" she heard Damon mutter.

"Its called reverse psychology Damon" Bonnie said smirking.

"You're such a witch you know that!"

Bonnie laughed. "I know"

"So what are we watching?" Damon asked surrendering.

"The Proposal's on. So we'll watch that. And I love Sandra Bullock and Ryan Reynolds"

"What's it about?" he asked.

"Just watch and see"

"If you think I am going to pay any attention to the movie, you're wrong" Damon informed Bonnie.

"Then why don't you just go Damon?" Bonnie asked getting frustrated.

"Because you don't want me to go" he said smirking.

"That's not how reverse psychology works. But if you're staying, then don't ruin it for me" she said and made herself more comfortable by lying on the couch and putting her legs on Damon's lap.

"Excuse me?" Damon said pointing at her legs.

Bonnie shrugged. "Make yourself useful"

"By being your personal foot rest?"

"Sounds great to me!" she said and went to watching the movie. Damon sighed and shook his head but he didn't remove her legs from his lap.

Bonnie sensed Damon nudge her.

"Hmm?" she mumbled, still looking at the screen.

"I want some popcorn"

Bonnie smiled. "Me too. I like mine really salty Damon. You'll find everything you need in the kitchen. Don't forget extra extra salty"

"I wasn't going to make it. You're going to make it, that's why I told you"

"You brought it up so you make it, and I'm a disaster in the kitchen anyway. You don't want me to cause a fire do you?" she asked looking at him and smirking.

"You know what? I don't want it. If you want it, you can go and make it yourself" Damon said and made himself more comfortable.

"Fine. I wasn't too keen on it anyway" Bonnie said and turned her attention back to the TV.

"Cant you use your witchy powers and make the popcorn and make it come to us?" Damon asked.

"What do you think I am? Sabrina the teenage witch?"

"I bet she was more fun"

"Well than go to her"

Bonnie heard Damon sigh again and felt her legs being lifted and put back down on the couch.

"How did you say you like yours?"

Bonnie smirked and turned to face him. "Really salty"

"Don't smirk. You know in my existence I only crave human food once a century, literally, and you don't even make it for me. What kind of a girlfriend are you?"

"The kind that wears the trousers in the relationship" she said laughing.

"Yeah you wish" Damon retorted.

"I don't wish honey. I know"

"Yeah, whatever" Damon said and set to making the popcorn. Opening the cupboards and taking out the things he needs and started making it. "You know there's something called Microwave Popcorn, makes life a lot easier!" he shouted from the kitchen.

"Yeah? Well life would've been a lot easier without you as well Damon!" Bonnie retorted back from the couch, and gasped when Damon was leaning over the couch in a second.

"You don't mean that!" he joked.

"Oh I do"

"No you don't" he said coming closer, and entrapping Bonnie by holding her wrists.

"Yes I do" Bonnie said trying to break free.

"You don't"

"I Do"

"Don't" Damon said and came closer, his lips literally inches apart. Bonnie was able to feel his breath and her lips. His breath sending shivers down her spine.

"Do" Bonnie said and used her powers to send Damon flying off her.

"Arghh. Damn you!" Damon got up and was about to go next to Bonnie when she stopped him.

"Damon! The popcorns burning!"

Damon groaned in frustration but went to the kitchen anyway.

"We're gonna eat burnt popcorn now. No, you're going to eat burnt popcorn" he said and shoved the bowl at Bonnie. "Move your legs"

Bonnie shrugged. "I like them burnt anyway" she said sitting up and getting to eating.

"You're so frustrating you know that?"

"Oh God! Ryan Reynolds!" Bonnie turned her attention back to the T.V and saw Ryan Reynolds was naked. "Look at that body!"

Damon looked at her sideways. "Its very disrespectful what you're doing. Anyway I have a better body, and mines are real its not fake"

"How is his body fake?"

"Its TV tricks. Those abs aren't real, not as real as mines"

"Hmm. Ryan's abs cant be compared to yours, because his are better, but I'd say there's a competition with Stefan though" Bonnie said mindlessly.

Damon choked on the popcorn he was eating. "I'm sorry what did you say?"

Bonnie looked at him. "That…Stefan's abs are better?" she repeated, confused.

"And may I ask, how the hell have you seen Stefan's abs?"

Bonnie blushed. "Oh"

"Yeah. I'd love to hear how"

Bonnie shifted uncomfortably. "Erm, Elena said he has a great body?" she tried.

"Do I look like a fool?….I'm waiting"

"Well…erm…there may have been…some times…where…I've…you know"

"You have what?" Damon urged.

"I…may have…checked him….out…after sports….and….shower" Bonnie finished, blushing furiously now.

Damon was speechless. "Do you fancy my brother?"

"No! It was when he first came and it wasn't only me! Caroline and Elena was doing it too. We all were!" Bonnie defended herself and Damon busted out laughing.

"I have to tell this to Stefan" he laughed.

"No!" Bonnie declined vehemently.

"Yes"

"Damon no! I'll die of embarrassment. Please no. I beg you. Please" she begged.

"Hmm. I'll think about it. Well, lets just hope that you wont piss me off"

"I wont" Bonnie promised. "Just don't tell him. Popcorn?" she offered him sweetly.

"No thanks. But I fancy something else" he said.

"What is it? What do you want?" Bonnie asked eagerly.

Damon didn't answer but just looked at Bonnie's wrist, her veins visible.

Bonnie narrowed her eyes. "Don't push your luck Damon" she warned him.

"Fine"

"Well that's an interesting movie. They pretend to be together then they fall in….." Damon started but stopped when he turned around and saw that Bonnie fell asleep on the couch, her neck dropping to her side.

Damon smiled, she was too proud to put her head on his shoulder. Slowly he got up, picked Bonnie and took her up the stairs. He put her into her bed. Damon covered Bonnie with the sheets, and then left a chaste kiss on her forehead and the slowly left her house.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter, as much as I enjoyed writing it : )

PS: I will try to update Fragile Heart tomorrow. I need to be in a sad mood for that lol : D