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Chapter 2 – Alaric

Damon's POV

"I just left her, Alaric", Damon said with a guilty expression, but Alaric just rolled his eyes.

"It's been 2 months now, Damon. Get over it", Damon's best friend said annoyed.

"Get over it? You didn't saw her vulnerable expression when you left her all bare and naked and beautiful and hurt", he whispered the last part with his eyes down. He felt horrible. Alaric was right, it had been 2 months since he slept with Elena and left her then because of a stupid bet. He won that bet, of course, but that didn't make him feel any better. Normally he wouldn't even remember her name after 2 months, but he just couldn't stop thinking about her.

"Right, because I didn't leave her, dude", Alaric spit out. "Can we stop talking about that now?!", he pleaded, visibly annoyed of Damon.

"No, we can't, Alaric. You are my friend, you have to help me with this", Damon said in such a desperate voice he was sure his friend would indulge.

"I would, if you would tell me what to do...", Alaric said. "She's been avoiding you ever since and you can't really say you never met her after that night now can you?"

Alaric was right again, every time he saw her, she turned around and walked away from him. And that had happened a lot lately, because since that night Damon spend most of his time in the Mystic Grill, the bar where he first met Elena, in the hope to see her more often. And he did, but only for a minute until she turned around and left again. "I just... I miss her", he said silently.

"Wait, you miss her?", Alaric said, threatening to burst out in laughter. "I can still remember the day when you said you're Damon fucking Salvatore, you don't do missing", he blurted out, now unable to hold back his laughter.

"Asshole", Damon muttered under his breath when he stood up and stormed off the bar. At his car he suddenly heard the voice he would recognize everywhere.

Her voice.

He turned around and there she was. Elena. With her friends. Caroline, Bonnie and Tyler, that ass. He just wanted to go after her when his best friend came out of the bar.

"Damon, wait. I didn't mean what I said", Alaric yelled. Elena turned around and stared directly at Damon.

"Damon. Seriously? Again? Do you spend your whole life here or what?", she spit out and before he could say anything, she was gone.

He started to go after her when Alaric grabbed his arm.

"Where are you going, Damon?", he spit out.

"Let go of me", he snipped back, trying to escape his grasp.

"Where. Are. You. Going?", he asked again, saying every word slowly.

"To Elena, I'm going to talk to her", he said and slipped out of his grasp.

"I don't think that's a good-", Alaric started but Damon was already gone.

Damon entered the Mystic Grill angrily. What did she do with Tyler? Damn it. Suddenly there was this feeling in his chest and stomach. The feeling everybody would call jealousy. But not him. He wasn't jealous. Of course not. Right?

When his eyes darted over the whole bar and he finally found Elena. His already hurting stomach turned into knots. She was with Tyler. And only Tyler.

He looked around. Where the hell were Caroline and Bonnie? At the bar. But it didn't seem like they were going to go back in time...

His sight landed on Elena and Tyler again. Elena and Tyler. Tyler and Elena. God that sounded so damn wrong. Damon and Elena. Elena and Damon. Yeah, that's it.

Tyler was whispering something in Elena's ear which made her blush and giggle slightly. Great.

He made a disgusted sound, turned on the spot and headed out of the bar again.

"You asshole", he yelled at Alaric who was still standing on the parking lot, obviously waiting for him.

"What the hell did I do wrong this time?", he asked confused.

"Why didn't you keep me from going inside?", he yelled.

"First of all, calm down. And second, I tried", Alaric defended himself.

"Well, you should have tried harder!", he sighed. "God, I just wanted to talk to her in there. But then I come in there and Tyler is all over her..."

"Oh and she would've listened to you of course", he bit back, just ignoring the fact that Tyler was also there.

"I'm sorry, Alaric, but this girl just makes me furious and crazy", Damon pointed out.

"Yeah, because you're in love with her", Alaric said in an understanding voice.

"In love with her?", he laughed out loud. "Yeah, sure", and with that he stormed off.

At Damon's apartment...

Because you're in love with her.

Alaric was wrong, so wrong. And stupid. It was just ridiculous. He didn't do nervous, or love, or missing, or anything that had to do with relationships and girlfriends and all that stuff. He was just a guy who was single and screwed around and drank too much. But who cared? Nobody. And he liked that, right? Of course. Or not?

God, this girl confused him. She had fucked with his head and he felt weak around her, helpless even. And he hated that for sure.

Suddenly anger took over. Because of her. Because of him being so stupid. Because of Tyler. Why the fuck did he leave her in the morning? Just because of a bet? No. He had been a coward. He was angry at himself for that. He was the only reason for still being alone. Nobody else. He always had a brain-dead girl around to screw, but technically he was alone.

He needed to channel this anger. In something. Anything. There were two options, drinking or destroying his apartment. The first one seemed better though.

So he took his favorite bourbon, purred himself a glass and stared at it for 3 long minutes. He had been drunk for the last 2 months. Ever since he left her. To drink away the pain, but it didn't work, there was still this feeling in his stomach which was much worse than every physical pain could ever be.

It was all her. Everything was because of her. She was too strong for him to handle. His feelings for her were too strong for him to handle.

There always had been a hole in his life. In his heart. And Elena had completed him in that one night. In a strange way, but she did.

Now the anger took completely over and he realized that drinking wouldn't be enough this time, so he smashed the glass against the opposite wall. He enjoyed the sound of it shattering. He enjoyed freaking out. Letting everything that craved to come to the surface in the last 2 months out.

He walked over to his desk where some candles and papers were on top of it and overturned it, completely. He kicked the candles so they were flying across the whole room and tore the papers in two, three, four pieces.

He didn't care anymore, he just continued to smash everything and destroy everything, until he couldn't take it any longer.

Then he just sank to his knees and broke down. Somewhere between shattered glass and broken furniture. Tears were streaming down his cheeks now. He ruffled his hair and all he could think about was how much he just wanted to hold her now. How much he wanted her to hold him.

And then it dawned him.

Maybe Alaric was right. Maybe he loved her. Maybe. Probably.

He did.

But was he in love with her?

Yes.

He was in love with Elena.

And with that thought still in his mind he drifted off to sleep.

Elena's POV

He messed with her head. Every time she saw him, he messed with her head. Did he think it was easy for her to just shrug him off and ignore him? It surely wasn't. Every time she saw him she had to think of their night together, how sweet and gentle he was with her. Hell she even thought he had made love to her, but apparently she had been wrong. Because suddenly the next morning he had been so cold and detached, it had hurt.

"A penny for your thought, Elena?", Caroline suddenly interrupted her thinking.

"Just the usual stuff, you know", Elena said casually.

"Damon?!", Bonnie asked and stated at the same time. Elena nodded slowly. "Elena you need to make a decision."

"Yes, you need to sort out whether you want to be with him or not", Caroline confirmed.

"I can't", Elena whispered.

"Why not?", Bonnie asked, her eyebrows furrowed.

"Because he doesn't want me, remember? He left me."

"Well by the way he looked at you yesterday I think otherwise...", Caroline pointed out.

"You know what? We're gonna leave you alone now to sort this out by your own, ok? Because we're already at the Mystic Grill for about 2 hours now and you barely talked until now...", Bonnie offered.

Elena nodded, already in thoughts again.

"Don't drink too much, honey", Caroline said with a soft and compassionate voice.

Elena just nodded again.

She didn't drink at all, she just sat there and thought about him. He completed her in every way possible. And she wanted to have her first time with someone she loved.

And she did.

She loved him.

But she couldn't go back to him. She was just one of the girls he had probably screwed in his life. On out of thousand.

She was so deep in her thoughts, she didn't even notice that a sandy-haired man approached her desk until he cleared his throat.

"Elena?"

"Yes?"

"Elena Gilbert?", Alaric asked.

"Yeah, that's me, what can I-", she first said friendly, but then realization dawned her and her face fell. "Aren't you Damon's friend?", she bit out the last two words as if she wasn't even sure Damon could have friends.

"Yeah, and that is me, my name is Alaric by the way", he said with a polite smile. "Can I take a seat? I want to talk to you."

"If this is about Damon, no", she bit out, shooting daggers at Alaric although he wasn't the one who left her in the morning.

"Please, Elena, I think you should really know this", he pleaded with puppy dog eyes.

"Ok, sit", she demanded still not in a too friendly tone of voice. "What is it that I have to know?"

"I think Damon is in love with you", he blurted out, staring into Elena's eyes without looking away.

First she was taken aback by his statement but then she caught herself again and started laughing. "Yeah, sure. He's in love with me. Do you even listen to yourself? God, this is ridiculous, if he was really in love with me, he wouldn't have left me that morning", she said confidently although she really wanted to believe Alaric's words, they sounded so nice and so… right.

"Ok, I'm gonna start somewhere else. Since that night, he doesn't stop talking about you. He's already really annoying me. I think he describes your eye color at least 20 times per day...", she had to smile involuntarily at that. "And when he doesn't stop talking about you, he doesn't stop thinking about you either..."

"But...", she started but trailed off by a simple lack of words.

"Since that night he's drunk almost every day, and you should know that Damon drinks a lot, even if it's just a normal Monday, but the last two months were different. Sometimes he so drunk, he can't even walk home anymore. If that happens, I take him home with me and he sleeps at my couch, although my girlfriend Jenna hates me for it. And when he's-"

"Wait, did you say Jenna?", Elena suddenly interrupted him.

"Yeah, Jenna Sommers, she's my girlfriend, why?", he asked with an questioning look on his face.

"Oh, that's my aunt", Elena said, smiling, happy that her aunt finally found a nice boyfriend, like Alaric.

"Now that's cool...", he laughed. "Well where was I...?", he mumbled.

"When he sleeps at your house...", Elena helped him remember.

"Oh, right. Now, when he sleeps at my house he always talks in his sleep... he whispers your name to be exact...", he said, shooting a pointing look at her.

"What?", she asked, whispering. This couldn't be true, it was too good to be true. But maybe it was, maybe Alaric was indeed telling the truth. "Are you serious?", she asked in a soft voice.

"I am. And you should also know that normally Damon already forgets about the girls names after, well, let's face it, two weeks. He didn't forget yours though", he said with sympathetic facial expression. "Oh, and don't tell me you're not affected by this. I can see it in your eyes, there is hope, and... love?", he asked her, already knowing the answer.

"Hope definitely, love, I don't know, maybe", she said, looking at her fingers.

"You should go for it, he's worth it."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive. He will never hurt you or cheat on you. When you give him a chance he will do everything to keep you and he will definitely treat you like a princess", Alaric said with a knowing smile on his lips.

"Then maybe I should really go for it...", she said, smiling.

"Now hurry before he gets drunk again", he laughed gesturing for her to stand up.

And Elena did what he said, she got up and hurried to the door, but before she could disappear through it, she turned around again and smiled at Alaric. "Thank you", she said.

He just nodded. "Hey, Gilbert", he shouted when she had already turned around again. She looked at him again. "See ya."

Elena just smiled, knowing what he tried to tell her with that, and went out of the Mystic Grill. Outside. In a new life. Maybe. Hopefully.

In Elena's car...

On her way to his apartment, Alaric gave her the address, she turned the music on. Loud. So she couldn't think about what she was doing and couldn't turn around and back up again.

She sang with the lyrics:

When you're ready come and get it,

nananana, nananana, nananana.

When you're ready come and get it,

nananana, nananana, nananana.

How ironic, she thought.

I'm not too shy,

To show I love you,

I got no regrets.

I love you much to,

much to hide you,

this love ain't finished yet.

This love ain't finished yet...

She should really stop singing with it.

So baby whenever you're ready...

When you're ready come and get it,

nananana, nananana, nananana.

When you're ready come and get it,

nananana, nananana, nananana.

She definitely needed another song! She had still 30 minutes of driving left...

She put in her CD of Ed Sheeran, but she soon knew that that was an even bigger mistake...

This. Is. The Start of something beautiful.

This. Is. The start of something new.

You. Are. The one that make me loose it all.

You. Are. The start of something new.

She skipped the song as fast as she could because that was just too much for her to take right now.

I should ink my skin, with your name.

Oh no, that song...

She tried to overhear the lyrics but soon they got back into her ears...

And I should run you a hot bath,

Fill it up with bubbles.

'Cause maybe you're loveable...

Oh god no.

And maybe you're my snowflake,

And you're eyes turn from green to grey

Or rather deep blue...

She didn't hear the following lines because everything she could do now, was imagine those hypnotizing eyes in front of her, watching her carefully with love.

Her eyes teared up and she needed to pull herself together not to cry here and now, in the middle of the street.

And you will never know just how beautiful you are to me.

But maybe I'm just in love when you wake me up.

Suddenly a tear rolled down her cheek and she pulled the car over to give in to those tears. She nearly completely broke down and she cried and cried with her arms on the steering wheel and her face buried in her arms while Ed Sheeran continued to sing in his angel-voice.

So I take you to the beach,

And walk along the sand,

And I'll make you a heart pendant,

With a pebble held in my hand.

And I'll carve it like a necklace,

so the heart falls where your chest is,

And now a piece of me is a piece of the beach,

And it falls just where it needs to be,

And rests peacefully.

You just need to breathe,

To feel my heart against yours now,

Against yours now.

How could he always find the right words and make woman cry? Especially in moments like this, were she needed to be strong... It was a miracle...

When her sobs calmed down a bit, she looked up again and suddenly she had the feeling that she needed to hurry. And then she drove. And drove. Until she was in front of his apartment.

She listened carefully for any signs, when there was no, she softly knocked at the door. Probably too soft, because for a long time nobody opened the door. But then she heard shuffling footsteps...

Then the door swung open and her heart sank to her feet.

AN.:

So that was already chapter 2! :o

Only one more chapter to go...

I hope the chapter is complete because I got confused... First I thought it was ready then I edited it again and again and again and OMG! :o :D

One of you asked for jealous Damon, I hope that was ok for you ;)

Oh and the first song was 'Come & Get It' by Selena Gomez

the second was 'This' by Ed Sheeran

and the third was 'Wake Me Up' also by Ed Sheeran

Oh and today is my birthday, so please be kind and leave a review for me *_*

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See you next chapter! (and in 'Our Little Love Story' of course)

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