I could barely contain my excitement, my fingers quivered around my phone.

" Hi." I said back.

" Is it, is it you?" The deep voice sounded.

I sighed as I took his voice in. It sounded like honey, condensation sliding down the side of a cold glass; deep, seductive, refreshing.

" It's me. It's the girl from the night of the storm. My name's Elena. The storm cut the phoneline off before I could hear your name and my phone was being odd and your number didn't show up. I want to meet up. I've been searching for your number, I can't get you out of my mind" I said excitedly.

" My name's Damon, meet me at the Mystic Grill at 5 tonight. I've been trying to find your number as well, it seems that a lot of Mystic Falls residents' phones were malfunctioning the night of the storm- check the news."

I flipped on my television and held back a laugh as I saw the woman from the information depot trying to explain to an angry customer why the phones had malfunctioned and why the company was being so slow in dealing with phone records and bills.

" How will I know who you are?" I asked.

" I'll be at the bar, black leather jacket," Damon said

" I'll be wearing purple."

" God, I'm so glad you found me." Damon breathed out from the other side of the phone.

" Me too. See you tonight." I said, feeling like my heart was beating a million times a minute.

" Later, babe."

I heard the click of the phone as he hung up. He called me babe. I swayed a little, god he was so swoon worthy. I admit, the conversation was a little awkward, but I think that after we meet, things will be okay. From the way he talks, I'm sure he's not like 40 years old or something. He sounds like he's my age, fun, refreshing, and funny.

I walked over to my closet and opened its doors. Racks and cupboards filled with clothes stared back at me, I was going to need backup. I quickly go over to my laptop and video call Caroline. She picks up within a few minutes.

" Hey Elena,"

" Caroline, I need outfit help. Something sexy. Something purple. Something really attractive but still classy."

" Do I look like I have super vision? Hold the laptop closer to your closet so I can see! I might have been through your closet a million times but I still don't remember everything!" Caroline snarks.

With a small sigh, I bring the laptop closer to my closet, adjust the camera, and slowly walk from one end of the closet to another; all the while stopping when Caroline says so.

After much deliberation, Caroline tells me to put the laptop down and go pick up the purple shirt from the 4th hanger from the left of my closet and the lavender miniskirt from the middle rack. It's a little scary how Caroline can remember clothing related things so well but struggles with remembering her multiplication tables still.

I look at the shirt Caroline picked, its nice, something I forgot I even owned. Its long sleeved, with a modest front but plunging v at the back. The sleeves and front of the shirt are intricate lace. The shirt's a dark, seductive purple. The lavender miniskirt is very cute now that I look at it, and is made of a silky material. It will look fantastic with the shirt.

Caroline's voice brings me out of my thoughts, " Elena, I know you're marveling over the fact I am such a goddess when it comes to clothes but you need to pick shoes out."

My arms are getting tired of holding the laptop up, so I walk over to my closet and pick out a few pairs of high heeled shoes I think will work with the outfit. I hold each pair of shoes upto the camera and sigh in frustration when Caroline says that they are all either " too shiny, too dull, too skanky, too old-fashioned, or too sparkly." Caroline sighs in exasperation, " can I come over? You seriously need my help." I nod and turn off the video call. Caroline's right, she was always the girly one in our friendship and she would do a fantastic job doing my hair and makeup. I hear her car pull up a few minutes later and I open the door. She immediately starts walking up the stairs to my room and starts taking makeup items out of drawers and pulling out hair straighteners and hair products.

" Um, Caroline. Where did all this makeup and hair stuff come from? I only own one straightener and all my makeup is in my bathroom."

" Well last time I was over here, I bought some of my own makeup and stuff over and left it here. Tyler was complaining that I was using up all the space in his bathroom."

Caroline sure was sneaky.. I smirked at the thought of Tyler complaining about Caroline's stuff cluttering up his bathroom. Tyler and Caroline weren't dating but had a weird friendship; they slept together, stayed over at each others houses, went shopping, and played video games together. They were best friends but had a lot of " benefits" I thought that Caroline was interested in Tyler but she keeps insisting that she likes having fun with him and they're never ever going to date. I've been noticing Tyler giving Caroline longing looks but she insists that Tyler zones out a lot and that he isn't actually looking at her.

Caroline started pushing me towards the bathroom, " Take a shower and wash your hair with that jasmine shampoo. Make sure you shave Elena and deep condition your hair, you always forget!"

Yeah, there was a reason I always forgot to deep condition my hair. I didn't see the point of conditioning and then "deep" conditioning again. I quickly showered and came out. Caroline had laid out a bunch of makeup brushes and products and was texting Tyler.

She looked up, " That was fast. Did you deep condition?"

I rolled my eyes and nodded, I sat down in front of my mirror and Caroline came up behind me and started blow drying my hair. I rubbed lotion on my arms and legs and dabbed perfume behind my ears. Once my hair was dry, Caroline rubbed some hair stuff in it and combed it. She flat ironed it and started to curl the ends loosely. Caroline was doing a great job and my hair looked model-worthy. After my hair was done, Caroline started to do my makeup and made my skin look bright and luminous and made my eyes look huge and doe-like. Caroline applied a little bit of lip gloss to my lips and put on a bit more eyeliner before declaring I was her " masterpiece."

I looked into the mirror deeply, Caroline had really outdone herself. I quickly excused myself into the bathroom to change out of my robe into the outfit Caroline and I had picked earlier. I stepped out of the bathroom and Caroline handed me a pair of black heels with a tiny bow on the front of each shoe.

" These are mine. I bought them over from my house because I knew they'd look perfect with your outfit. Don't scuff these Elena or I'll have your head!" Caroline playfully said as she helped me into the shoes.

" Thank you Caroline, really, this is all perfect."

" No problem! I expect details tomorrow, don't leave anything out."

I nodded and began walking down the stairs, " What are you going to do now, Care'?"

" I think Tyler and I are going to a drive in theatre a few hours away." Caroline said with a small blush.

" Sounds like a date," I smirked as Caroline pouted.

" Actually, it sounds like a fun place to hook up at." Caroline retorted.

I rolled my eyes, it was only a matter of time before Caroline realized that her and Tyler weren't just friends. Caroline and I left my house and I locked the door behind us. Caroline wished me luck and got into her car, speeding away to Tyler's house. I got into my car and began the short drive to the Mystic Grill. When I got there, it was 4:30. I walked in, nodding hello to my friend Matt who worked at the Grill. I perched on the edge of a stool at the bar and tried to look around covertly to see if Damon was early as well. The bartender came up to me and asked for my order. I ordered a glass of whisky and sipped at it pensively as I tried to stay calm.

" Elena?" A voice came from behind me, I quickly turned around. It wasn't Damon. Unfortunately, I knew this man too well for my liking. It was Mark, my ex boyfriend.

" Mark, hi." I said quietly, not wanting to talk with him. Mark was incredibly annoying and clingy. We had broken up only because of his overwhelming jealousy whenever he saw me talking to another man. He used to be a good person but something changed and he became jealous, and then we broke up. This was about 8 months ago.

" Date night?" He asked, eyeing my outfit.

" Something like that." I said in a clipped tone, I just wanted him to leave. Tonight was supposed to be the night I finally got to meet Damon and I didn't want Mark to be there- things would be too awkward.

" Well it's date night for me too," Mark declared in a proud tone, a tall redhead walked upto him with a small smile on her face.

" Hi Mark," the redhead said as she kissed him on the cheek, " who's this?"

" I'm Elena ," I said shaking her hand, " nice to meet you."

" I'm Sage, nice to meet you too!" Sage said with a big smile on her face, " I love meeting new people!"

I laughed a little, Sage seemed a little ditzy like Caroline but she sounded like a nice, friendly person. Sage looked down at her watch, " Come on Mark, its time to start driving to the movie theatre or we'll be late."

" Of course," Mark offered his hand to Sage and they both nodded goodbye at me before leaving the Grill.

I sighed in relief, at least Mark had someone else in his life. I had to say, it almost looked like he had changed and he looked like he was completely in love with Sage. I had no idea he had been dating someone, but by the looks of it, it looked like he was completely infatuated with Sage and Sage looked like she was completely in love with him too. Maybe Mark had changed and had gotten over his jealousy issue because with Sage's slim body and stunning red hair- I'm sure that men are always trying to ask her out.

I glanced down at my watch, it was 4:50. I once again began looking around, hoping Damon had come to the grill earlier. Then I heard the door of the Grill open and a man in a leather jacket walk through. He had pale, ethereal skin. Blue eyes like sapphires. Tousled hair that looked like someone had ran their fingers through it. Lips that looked like they were made for kissing. His eyes met mine and I swear I felt a shock.

The man came and sat next to me at the bar.

" Elena?" he asked with a small smile on his face.

" It's me." I said with a huge smile on my face.

" You're early," Damon commented as he glanced at his watch.

" So are you," I said, giggling a bit.

" What can I say Elena? I always like to be early or on time." Damon smirks and smiles at me.

" And why would that be?" I playfully ask.

" I like to be prepared," Damon says huskily and my eyes widen. The sexual undertones in what he just said, had my heart racing again.

After that, we make easy conversation and I find out that he's not only " Damon" but Damon Salvatore. The Salvatores are one of the founding families of Mystic Falls and I find out that he just moved back in with his younger brother Stefan a few weeks ago. It's almost 7 pm when we're done chatting and Damon asks if I'd like to have dinner with him tonight. I nod and we walk over from the bar and ask a waitress for a table. We are seated quickly and look over the decides on a steak and I decide on a pasta with meat sauce. The waitress quickly comes by with our food and refills our wine glasses before leaving.

" So that storm was pretty crazy eh?" I remark as I pick up some pasta with my fork.

" Yeah, but I like storms. They appear scary, but they're just some rain and clouds really." Damon says.

I nod slowly as I chew my food, " That's a good way of thinking about it. I guess humans tend to be scared of things they don't know much about."

" Tell me about it," he mumbles with a smile, " when my brother was younger, he was absolutely petrified of the dark. After I told him that the dark was just when there was no light, he calmed down a lot. I think he was just unsure of what it was and that's what made him scared."

Damon told me some more childhood stories and I found myself laughing most of the night away, the wine was smooth, fit well with my pasta, and I was starting to feel buzzed. We shared a slice of chocolate cake and a few more glasses of wine before asking for the bill. Damon insisted on paying the bill even with my protests. We walked out of the Grill together and ended up sitting on a bench in a park nearby. I turned to face him, " there's still one thing we haven't talked about yet." Damon looks at me, his stunning blue eyes completely focused on mine.

" And what would that be?"

" What happened between us on the night of the storm. I want it again. You make me feel alive." I exclaimed loudly. The wine had given me liquid courage.

A flash of relief appeared on Damon's face, " You make me feel alive too, Elena."

I reached forward and hugged Damon, he wrapped his arms around me and I felt so warm and cozy. Tonight had been so perfect, Damon was kind and funny and he was interested in me! I buried my face in the crook of his neck and we stayed on that park bench for another hour, just holding each other.

A/N- Sorry for updating so late, but here it is. Please review:)