His phone vibrated on the drawer by his bed as he woke up from his afternoon nap his screen lit up once more as he reached for it trying to recall if he'd set a timer.
He knew no one ever wasted his free minutes or texts so that had to be it, he swiped the screen unlocking it to find a text that made his eyebrows shoot skyward.
Klaus?
He frowned, no one had his number so how was it possible his fingers ran across the screens keyboard typing a response.
Who's this?
A second later his phone lit up again with a response as he settled himself against his headboard.
Caroline, from Chem lab.
His brows almost touched as he concentrated on the people in his class glossing over a few varied unmentionables until his eyes shut and he remembered her.
How did you get this number?
He asked it because he knew there was no actual reason for her to actually text him as he wasn't even on the study roster they were supposed to sign up for, with bated breath he waited for her reply.
Your notebook, you left it.
Klaus shot up from his place on the bed and searched his bag he cursed when he found it missing, he rubbed his eyes to keep the growl from escaping his throat as he reached for his phone again.
You went through my sketchbook?
He text her back while his fingers shook and as he did he hoped she hadn't gone through every one, especially the ones of herself towards the back where he kept them.
Well, yeah. That's how I got your number.
He cursed stupidly remembering that Elijah had had it inscribed when he gifted the bound leather book to him last fall.
Where are you?
He sat up dropping his phone on his bed as he began lacing his boots back on his eyes darting to the phone as he felt it go off.
It's 9pm on a Saturday, where do you think?
As if he would know, he thought as he searched the now darkened room thinking she might be going off somewhere down town.
Where?
Klaus rolled his eyes as he got up the air hitting him as he tugged his shirt back on as he re-buttoned his jeans his hand moving the curtain aside to see it had frozen over as he slept.
My dorm.
No kidding, he thought as he drew a smile on the frosted window before shutting the curtain once more as he picked up his phone again to reply.
Which is located?
He asked managing not to add any explicit words and keeping his anxiety restrained as he sent off the text his eyes eager over the darkened screen.
East Hall by the Art building.
He smirked of course, that was why he always ran into her on the way to his sculpture class and design class.
I'm aware, I'll be right there.
He text her back careful to keep his response vague not wanting to sound like a stalker or something of the sort as he located his hoodie and zipped it up.
Guys aren't allowed.
She test him in reply making him snort in reply as he grabbed for his bag before deciding to leave it behind for all the good it had done him today.
Then meet me out front.
Klaus text her hastily as he picked up his jacket and slid it on he reached his door as he swung it open tucking his phone into his pocket.
Okay, hurry I'm on my way out.
He felt it vibrate in his pants as he walked out of his room shutting the door behind him smiling as he ignored her last text.
Finding his brother in the hall he ignored him while nodding subtly to his roommate as he walked by, "I'll be back," he told him before storming off.
He made it passed Moody Theater before he felt the cool night air hitting making him thankful he'd brought his jacket as he rubbed his hands together for warmth.
Passing the screeching cats that tried to attack his ankles each time he passed by the old tress that had been planted when the university had first opened.
He tucked his hands into his pockets striding closer to her, eh, to his sketchbook once more hoping she had not looked too deep inside right passed his chemistry notes from earlier that day.
Moving past the art building he found East Hall lit up as he walked through the winding sidewalk that lead him to the front visitors door.
She hadn't made him wait for very long when he stood by the window knocking to get her attention in the common room.
He had been right she was dressed up for a night out clutching his sketchbook against her bountiful chest making him grow hot even in the thirty degree weather.
She smiled at him when he caught her line of vision drawing her eyes to him as he waved his hand once calling her to come closer to him.
Caroline approached him his eyes still lingering, flickering from her eyes to her chest though he hoped she read it as he was looking at his sketchbook.
"Hey," she said as she opened the door letting herself out as she still held his book looking at him nervously as she tucked a curl behind her ear.
"Caroline," he said extending his hand she laughed and shook it with her free hand he felt his skin tingle as she looked up at him.
His teeth bit his lip as he observed her still gripping the spine of his most valued treasure he smiled tucking his chin into his neck. "You just made it," she said.
Caroline's eyes followed his and she seemed to realize she still hadn't returned his sketchbook, "Thank you Sweetheart," he said as she handed it to him.
"You're welcome," she replied almost dancing to keep warm, "Listen, would you like to come out with us," she asked pointing to the group of people inside.
Klaus chuckled shaking his head, "Not tonight," he said noting the way her face seemed to fall at his decline to spend more time with her, Rain check," he said quickly.
Caroline beamed with a nod, "I'll be sure to take you up on that," she said as she turned to go back in pulling her student ID to buzz herself back in.
"Have fun tonight," he said without thinking making her turn her head to throw him a radiant smile as she walked back inside.
Klaus stepped backwards off of the porch watching her go when his phone went off again he tore his eyes away from her retreating for to see who it was.
Will you sketch me again?
Klaus shut his eyes his grip hardening over the leather book that had revealed himself to her apparently as he looked from his phone back to the window.
Come again?
He text his eyes seeking her out disappointed when he lost sight of her as he thanked the auto correct when he looked down to make sure his text had sent.
I'm curious, did you think I wouldn't figure out the girl in the sketch wasn't me?
Klaus looked from his phone to his book flipping the pages he fought a smile when he found a post-it that read, 'This One!' he reached for his phone sending a reply.
Which one?
He looked up to see her appear once more smiling at the roll of her eyes as she read his words her lips mouthing them.
You're lucky you're cute.
Klaus felt himself blush at her text looking up to find her locking eyes with him she smiled and to him it was like she was smiling from the inside out.
It was then he knew why he always found himself sketching her in profile shading in even the tiniest of details, Caroline deserved to be remembered forever.
Stay safe.
He smiled back when she looked down missing the action completely as he turned to walk away half jogging past the Art building.
I want to be able to take you up on that rain check one day.
He grinned as she text him back realizing that the snow had begun again making him scurry back to his own dormitory just as the flurries set in once more creating a trail of his footsteps.
Looking forward to it, Love.