If you're alone, I'll be your shadow. If you want to cry, I'll be your shoulder. If you want a hug, I'll be your pillow. If you need to be happy, I'll be your smile... But anytime you need a friend, I'll just be me.

10 years later

Elena's POV

Ring Ring Ring, my phone buzzed. The alarm set for, well now.

Urgh, I thought. Its monday. Rolling off of my back, towards the side of my bed I quickly snatched my iPhone from above the nightstand. Silencing it immediately.

Swinging my legs onto the floor, I came into a sitting possition, the phone still in my hands as I scrolled through last nights Facebook newsfeed. Releasing a sigh I threw my phone lightly back on the bed. Nothing new.

Raising my arms above my head in a stretch, I yawned before walking towards the bathroom to wash my face and apply a bit of make-up. After all, today's a special occasion. Damon's birthday.

Allowing the smile to slowly awaken my features as I though of my bestfriend. Finally 15. Oh how he'd been gloating...

"Only a year away from being legal, 'Lena!" So much enthusiam in his voice, I couldn't have helped the giggle that escaped me.

"Seriously, that's what you think about when you turn 15? Who does that?"

Replying with a confident shrug, his trademark smirk transforming his features into one of mischeif. "What can I say, 'Lena. I'm a very special person. You're lucky to have someone like me in your life," he concluded with a cocky wiggle of his eyebrows.

"Pffft... special to yourself maybe," I retorted with another snicker. Though that was the furthest thing from the truth and we both knew it. Damon's been my bestfriend since we were five. I'd even go as far as to say that he was the most important person in my life.

Rolling his eyes at my dramatics, he grinned. Pointing a single digit directly towards his nose, the cocky expression trippeling as he spoke. " You keep forgetting, E-lena," he said, purposely draging out the 'E', he said it gave him a sense of authority, but I mosttly just laughted when he said it. "I can always tell when you're lying. I can smell when you're bullshiting. You're an open book, and let me tell you something about yourself, 'Lena, because obviously you don't already know... You're addicted to me," Nodding in absolutely assurance. "Mhmm, I mean if you weren't so cute I'd think you were stalking me. Besides you're just jealous becuase you're only 14."

Quirking a brow, I opened my mouth to respond, but I was cut off when he pressed a light kiss to my forehead. Shaking my head in defeat, I spread my lips in an amused smile.

"Night, 'Lena," he said quietly with a dramatic wave as he walked out the door. Turning around to yell over his shoulder, "I'll see ya tomorrow!"

Returning the wave, I released a silent yawn, smiling at my bestfriends retriving figure as I started walking upstairs to brush my teeth before heading to bed.

"Night," I mumbled to myself, yawning again. Only now realising how tired I was.

Smiling at the memory, I finished applying the mascara and a little bit of blush before heading back into my room to get dressed. My pace quickening a little bit more with every step I took, a grin plastered to my lips.

Today's Damon's birthday. Today's a good day, I thought to myself before heading downstairs for breakfast.

Twenty minutes into first period and I'd begun to get the feeling that Damon wasn't going to show up today. Creasing my brows in a delicate frown, I crossed my arms over my chest as I sat back into my seat.

Oh, how I knew what he was doing. He did it almost every monday.

Shaking my head, an amused smile curving my lips. Two months into 9th grade and he hadn't bothered to learn a single day's timetable. Except for mondays and thursdays. When we have Mr. Tanner for history. The only teacher in this school who would give you a detention for having a cold.

Urgh, snorting lowly at the fact that Damon was leaving me to fend for myself. Asshole.

Releasing a huff, I chewed on my lower lip. Trying to focus on... anything, really. Anything other than Mr. Tanner's nagging voice.

Uncrossing my arms, only to re-cross them again, I stared at the clock. My head resting heavily on the desk. Irritated by the clocks increasingly slow movements, I groaned.

I mean seriously, it's as if the world just goes into slowmotion mode everytime we have history. Like serious- "Boring you, am I, Miss Gilbert?" An unsurprisngly pissed of voice growled, successfully interrupting my train of thoughts.

Lifting my head hastily, I shook my head furiously, not wanting to get in trouble. Not today anyway. Chewing on my bottom lip gently, a light flush covering my cheeks at that thought. Damn. Damon really is a bad influence on me. A secret smile spreading my lips at the thought of all the trouble Damon and I had gotten into over the years, not that I had minded, of course.

Returning back to reality when a ruler smacked loudly against the head of my desk.

Allowing my eyes to trail the ruler upwards I cringed at the sight of Mr. Tanner's enraged features. Swallowing loudly, I did nothing but stare at him in shock.

Smacking the ruler once again, in his hands this time, he arched a cunning brow. "Well?"

Opening my mouth in a silent 'O', I took a deep breath before shaking my head again. "N-no, I-I was just..."

"Now thats no way to treat a lady," came the all too familiar voice from behind me.

Turning around in gratitude, I shot Damon a relieved smile. Only to be greeted with an amused wink.

"Well... well, Mr. Salvatore. So glad you're joining us today. I was beginning to think you'd given up." Mr. Tanner's roar echoed throughout the room. The sarcastic tone in his voice more than distinguishable.

Another brief glance at me, and Damon's reply came rolling off of his tongue. "Well, George, I wounldn't want to dissappoint you would I?"

Emitting a low growl in defeat, raised his index finger in a subtle threat. The rage boiling beneath his skin.

"It's Mr. Tanner to you, Damon."

Mimicking his movements, Damon raised his own forefinger, plastering his trademark smirk upon his features with a cheerful "Okay!"

Sliding into the empty seat next to me, Damon let out an abnoxious 'tut'.

"I see you're still missbehaving, 'Lena," shaking his head in amusement, he raised his index finger again, a playfully reprimanding tone overpowering his usual snarkiness. "I see I'm going to have to teach you some manners once in for all."

Rolling my eyes at his dramatics, I let out a surprisingly high pitched giggle before extending a hand to gently thump his arm. Only to laugh harder at his shocked expression.

Holding his hands up, Damon feigned hurt. "Aye, ayee, 'Lena! No need to get abusive, jeez. Besides, way to prove my point!"

Shaking my head, I buried my face in my hands. Not that it was really that funny, but I guess this whole situation called for it.

Speaking through my hurls of laughter, I flicked his arm again, "you're impossible!"

Raising a suggestive brow, Damon tilted his head to the side. "Ahh, on the contrary, princess. I'm quiet easy."

Emitting a loud snort, I thumped his arm for the third time today, a little harder this time though. Allowing the next set of giggles through, I found myself rolling my eyes at him, again.

"Just... stop talking, okay?"

Rolling his eyes in return, Damon just smiled, staring at me in silence with a strange expression on his face before shaking his head. Apparently clearing his head of whatever thoughts he'd been thinking.

Frowning, I arched a concerned brow. "What?"

Shaking his head, Damon just smirked. That strange look returning to his features as he looked at me again.

"No, seriously. What?" I asked, a little baffled at his silence.

Sighing dramatically, he patted my head teasingly. "You're just so mean to me, 'Lena. You really know how to break a guys heart."

Snorting again, I was about to reply when I was cut off by an increasingly annoyed teacher...

"Now that's enough out of you two, next time I see you talking it'll be three weeks detention!"

Nodding in understanding, I let a few seconds go by before glancing back at Damon as I let out a quiet whisper, "hey?"

Rolling his eyes at my question, Damon briefly glanced towards the front of the room where Mr. Tanner stood before responding. "Mm?"

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" I shouted, a little louder than expected.

Covering my mouth with my hand, an 'oops?' expression tracing my features as I looked panicked back at Damon as Mr. Tanner slowly approached us.

Only to break into another fit of laughter as the bell rang.

Damon being Damon only allowed me a second to gather my stuff before grabbing my hand and dragging me out the door before Mr. Tanner could get to us.

Breaking into a sprint, we ran hand in hand as quickly as we could towards the main exit of the school, laughing hysterically as we left behind a screaming Mr. Tanner.

Saved by the bell.

So I know its short but I really wanted to give you guys something after all this time. Again, my sincerest apologies for the long wait! You couldn't possibly understand you guys all mean to me. For you guys to be reading this. SOOO... What better than to reward you with a little bit of DE fluff!

You'll have to excuse any spelling or typo misstakes as its currently 2am and I haven't had it Beta'd because I wanted to give you guys somwthing.

Besides I didn't get any responses to my Beta request... Come on you guys... Be nice to me... Pretty please...?

Anywho, hope you enjoyed it! I'll try to update as soon as I can! Finals aren't over yet! :(

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Katie xx