AN: Seeing as how school is coming to an end, I had some free time and wanted to update the story :) Some of you have asked why Tyler is being brought into the story, and you don't really like that he's there. Remember, in the prologue Klaus says: "It was of some other man a tan, tall brown-haired hazel eyed man. A man he had threatened to stay away from her for as long as they both lived. Tyler Lockwood." So Tyler has to be brought into the story because he's going to be a pretty important part of it both now and in the future (at the time of the prologue). I hope you all enjoy!

~O~

"I'm gonna go get a drink," Caroline smiled at Tyler as the song ended. They'd been dancing for a while now and Caroline was sure she hadn't had that much fun in a while. She'd let loose and was having a good time, but right now she needed a drink.

"Okay. I'm gonna go look for my friend, I'll meet you at the bar," Tyler smiled back as he winked at Caroline and went on to look for his friend. The blonde walked over to the bar to find that Rose was no where to be found. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion as her eyes scanned the bar. Where could she be?

"Looking for someone, love?"

Caroline's breath hitched in her throat as she heard his voice. She closed her eyes tightly, hoping that she was imagining this. He couldn't be there, she was enjoying herself and she didn't need him ruining her night out.

"Cat got your tongue?" he teased. He saw the way Caroline's body tensed up when he had spoken to her, obviously bothered by his presence. But once he'd seen that the vermin had released his hold on her he took the chance to go and speak to her. She turned around to face him, her mouth forming a forced smile.

"Aren't I bit pathetic for you to be hanging out with?" she stated sarcastically, raising an eyebrow at Klaus. Fine, so he was there. But she wasn't going to let him see how much it bothered her.

"Oh, sweetheart I was drunk. I didn't mean what I said," Klaus said as he walked closer to Caroline. She placed a hand in front of him, motioning for him to stop.

"I'm pretty sure you did. And since I wouldn't want to ruin your reputation for being seen with someone so pathetic or pitiful, I'll be leaving now." She began walking away from him until she felt his hand wrap around her arm. She sighed and turned her head to face him.

"Let me go," she said firmly, looking up to meet his gaze.

"No." His grip on her tightened slightly as he pulled her to him until their chests were almost pressed against each other.

"Seriously?" she scoffed, "what kind of game are you playing at Klaus?" She took a step back from him, as she set her glare on him.

"I have no idea what you're talking about,"he stated.

"Oh, I'm sure you have perfect idea of what I'm talking about. And I'm not going to fall for your little game because you're not worth my time," she said as she started to walk away from him. He sighed as he looked up at her.

"Caroline I-,

"I'm back," he heard a familiar voice say. He looked up to see the brute he'd seen Caroline dance with, standing in front of her with a smile plastered on his face. As it turned out it was a familiar face.

"Well I'll be damned," he stated, which caught Tyler's attention. His gaze shifted from Caroline to Klaus, a grin forming on his face.

"Klaus? Man what are you doing here?" Tyler said as he walked over to Klaus and gave him the typical man hug.

"Kol dragged me here. But I must say I'm quite enjoying the scene," he replied as his gaze diverted to Caroline, who had a horrified expression on her face.

"Yeah, it's a nice place. It's been a long time man! Like 5 years?" Tyler questioned.

"Well the last memory I have of us together was that party the summer after graduation?" Klaus stated, earning a nod from Tyler. "That was a crazy summer." Klaus nodded in response.

"W-What? How do you two know each other?" Caroline's voice interrupted them, reminding them of her presence. Both men turned to look at her, Tyler being the first to speak. He reached out and grabbed Caroline's hand softly, pulling her closer to them.

"Klaus, this is Caro-

"We already know each other," both blondes said at the same time. Tyler's mouthed an 'o' in response as Caroline turned to him once again.

"So how do you two know each other?" she asked again.

"We went to college together, sweetheart. Tyler and I were roommates," Klaus smirked. He was aware of the fact that Caroline was bothered that both men knew each other, it was shown on her face, despite her trying to not let it show.

"How about you, how do you guys know each other?" Tyler questioned.

"Through a friend of mine, Stefan Salvatore," Klaus answered. Tyler's eyes grew wide at his answer.

"Did you say Salvatore? That's crazy, I'm here with his brother Damon," Tyler answered, as he turned to Caroline, "that's the friend I was looking for."

"Did I hear someone say my name?" A familiar voice said. All three turned their heads to see a handsome, blue-eyed dark haired man walking towards them, his arm wrapped around Rose's waist.

"Rose! I've been looking for you!" Caroline said, as she walked over to her friend, who brushed her off.

"I wasn't going to let you have all the fun," she said pointing at the blonde, then pointing at Damon, "he's quite the dancer." Damon turned to look at Caroline, a smirk forming on his face.

"What? No "Hey Damon!"? I thought you had better manners than that Blondie," he said.

"I didn't think you'd know what manners were, Damon," Caroline bit back. She didn't really like Damon Salvatore very much, only dealing with him at times because of Stefan. Despite their rocky relationship and messy break up, it wasn't that that bothered Caroline; she'd gotten over the breakup years ago. Damon was just….Damon: selfish, arrogant, and a total womanizer.

"Ouch, someone's got their panties in a twist. What's wrong, blondie? A little sexually frustrated?" Damon started before pointing at Tyler, "I see you've found someone though. You're in good hands, I've heard Tyler is quite the ladies man." He waggled his eyebrows at Caroline, who was blushing furiously at Damon's comment.

"Come on, man leave the girl alone," Tyler stepped up as he walked over to Caroline. Damon let out a chuckle in response. "It's just friendly banter between old friends, Lockwood. Isnt that right Caroline?" He raised an eyebrow at the blonde.

"We were never friends," she answered, crossing her arms over her chest. Damon only looked at her and shrugged, "Whatever. I'm gonna take this little lady out to the dance floor again. Enjoy yourselves kids." And with that, he walked back over to the dance floor with Rose attached to him.

Caroline let out a loud sigh and sat down on one of the barstools, quickly ordering a drink. Tyler followed her and put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry if Damon was a pain, I know he isn't the easiest person to deal with," he apologized. Caroline looked up at him and scoffed.

"You don't have to apologize, it's fine," she muttered, nodding in thanks to the bartender once he set her drink down in front of her, and taking it in one shot.

"Wanna go back and dance?" he offered, as he nestled his hands in his pockets. Caroline looked at him once more, parting her lips to answer, when she was interrupted by a familiar accented voice.

"Actually, mate I was wondering if I could dance with her. If you don't mind," Klaus said. He was two barstool's down from Caroline, where he had been watching the interaction between Stefan's older brother and the blonde. From what he remembered from the night before, they'd dated back when Caroline was still in high school and things hadn't ended well between them, which explained the hostility Caroline held towards him. Right now what he wanted was to get Caroline to himself, especially since Tyler had interrupted their conversation when he'd shown up.

"I don't have a problem, but it depends on Caroline," Tyler answered, turning to the blonde in question. Caroline raised her eyebrows at both men. Despite what had transpired between her and Klaus, there was a part of her that wanted to dance with him. Then, there was that other half that didn't even want to go near him. But refusing to dance with him would probably cause Tyler to ask why, and she'd rather not explain what happened.

"Sure," she muttered, standing up from the barstool. Klaus held his hand out for her to take, a smile forming on his lips. Smug bastard, Caroline thought, as she placed her hand in his. She tried to keep a straight face as she felt the surge of electricity pass between them when their hands touched, subtly looking up at Klaus to see if he'd been fazed by it. He hadn't.

He led her out to the dance floor, quickly spinning her around so that her back was pressed to his front.

"What are you doing?" Caroline questioned, as she felt his hands grasp her hips.

"Dancing, sweetheart." He responded as the song began playing. He began moving to the rhythm, his hold on Caroline tightening. Reluctantly, she placed her hands where his lay and began swaying her hips from side to side, matching the rhythm of the song.

I dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life
Fight fear for the selfish pain; it was worth it every time

She closed her eyes, slowly loosening up and moving her hips more freely. She moved one hand up, swiping her hair to one side as she kept dancing. Klaus leaned his face down to the other side as he pressed her closer to him.

Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends
A clock ticks 'til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again

The beat picked up, and Caroline swayed her head from side to side as she grasped Klaus's hands. Klaus smirked before spinning her around so she could face him, his hands still on her waist. She moved her hands up and wrapped her arms around his neck as he pulled her closer, their chests pressed against each other.

Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need
Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?

Caroline, who had now opened her eyes, looked up to meet Klaus's stormy blue ones. She knew she had been mad at him because of something…but what was it? The moment she'd felt his touch on her skin, she'd forgotten everything else, savoring how he made her feel. His touch had sent shivers down her spine, along with a little spark throughout her whole body. His gaze intensified as they continued dancing, making Caroline blush and bite down on her bottom lip. He bent his head lower, so that he was right next to her ear, his breath hot as he spoke.

"Don't be shy, Caroline. You're beautiful, and even more when you're dancing like this," he whispered. Caroline felt herself blush more at his words

If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?

He chuckled as he saw her reaction and he whispered in her ear once more. "So, do you forgive me now?" he questioned. With those words, the spell was broken. Caroline remembered where she was, who she was with, and what she was doing. She blushed, but this time embarrassed with herself. She looked at him and scoffed in disgust, pushing herself away from him.

Walk on through a red parade and refuse to make amends
It cuts deep through our ground and makes us forget all common sense

"Guess not," he muttered. Caroline shook her head in disgust, before pushing him on his chest.

"You seriously thought dancing would make me forget everything you'd said?" she said.

"It obviously worked for a while, did it not? The way you moved your hips against mine was certainly indicative that you weren't angry with me. Or am I wrong?" he questioned as he grabbed her hands, preventing another push, and holding them down.

"It did, but now everything's clear again. And now I remember how much of an asshole you are," she said angrily as she escaped his grasp and started walking away from him. He sighed as he watched the blonde walk away from him. He should just let her go, and he knew it. But no matter how much he wanted to, he just couldn't. He followed her path to the bar.

Don't speak as I try to leave 'cause we both know what we'll choose
If you pull then I'll push too deep and I'll fall right back to you

Caroline walked back up to the bar, where Tyler was sipping his drink as he chatted with the bartender. She grabbed her clutch, catching Tyler's attention.

"Leaving already? What about your friend?" Tyler asked, as he stood up.

"Yeah, I guess I'm not as much into the partying mood as I thought. And knowing Rose, she won't be going home tonight anyway," she stated.

"Well, do you want me to get you a cab?" Tyler asked. Caroline smiled at him, but shook her head.

"That's really thoughtful, but I'll be okay," she answered.

"Can I at least have your number?" he asked, as a boyish grin appeared on his face. Caroline pursed her lips together and raised an eyebrow.

"Promise you're not some creepy serial killer?" she questioned, earning a laugh from Tyler.

"Not that I'm aware of," he chuckled. Caroline let out a small laugh in response and nodded. "Fair enough." Tyler dug his hand in his pocket, grabbing his cell phone and handing it to Caroline, who quickly dialed her number. She handed him back his phone and smiled.

"It was nice meeting you Tyler," she said. Tyler nodded. "Same here, Caroline. Can I see you soon? I'm in town for a few more days and I'd love to see you again before I leave."

A smile formed on Caroline's lips and she bit her bottom lip. "I'll see," she answered. Tyler chuckled and nodded, "Fair enough." Caroline gave him a small wave before making her way out of the establishment. She was making her way out of the club, when she heard someone next to her.

"Please tell me you're not seriously considering calling him." She scoffed and rolled her eyes at his words.

"And why shouldn't I? Actually you know what? I don't care what you have to say, I don't want to speak to you," Caroline answered, as she walked out of the club. She turned and continued walking down the sidewalk, hoping to lose him at some point. She stood at the edge of the sidewalk, hailing a cab, when she heard his voice.

"Caroline!" he yelled. She turned to see him walking up to her.

"Are you serious?" she scoffed, "take a hint." He reached her and let out a sigh, along with a small chuckle.

"Don't be angry, love," he started, "we had a little spat. I'm over it already." She turned to face him and crossed her arms over her chest, a fake smile on her lips.

"Aw, well I'm not," she answered. He looked down and sighed, "How can I acquit myself?"

"You and your expensive jewelry can leave me alone," she answered.

"Aw come on. Take chance, Caroline," he smiled. She scoffed and shook her head.

"Talk to me," he continued, "Come on get to know me!"

"I have no interest in getting to know somebody who thinks so lowly of me," she answered bitterly. Klaus lowered his gaze and sighed.

"Caroline…," he began, but her voice stopped him.

"Just leave me alone," she said quietly.

"Please I- I'm-," he started. He knew what he had to say, even if it wouldn't exactly cause her to forgive him. But he struggled with the words.

"You're what?" she snapped, as she looked at him. He clenched his jaw, his lips twitching, looking as if he close to saying something. He parted his lips, "I-I"

"You can't even say it, can you?" she scoffed, shaking her head, "I don't know why I wasted my time with you." The cab reached them and as Caroline reached to grab the door handle, his voice stopped her.

"I'm sorry, Caroline." She looked up at him, meeting his blue eyes. She expected to see some hint of being dishonest about his apology in his face, but all she was met with was his solemn expression. He was being honest. He was apologizing to her. This is what she had wanted all along. She wanted to accept it, to say that it was okay, and that they could continue where they'd left off the night before…but she couldn't. His words had been harsh and they were still fresh in her mind. Who was to say he wouldn't take back his apology and say something worse to her? Tears brimmed in her eyes and she blinked them away as she opened the door to the cab, and slid inside, slamming the door. She forced herself to keep looking forward, not wanting to see Klaus. Yet she found her gaze slowly wandering to the window, where Klaus stood, staring at her with the same solemn expression on his face. He swallowed and nodded as if in response to her action and walked back to the entrance of the club, as Caroline's cab took off. She slid down in her seat and rested her head against the back of it. She gave the driver her address and looked out the window, pressing her lips together. Today had been way too overwhelming for her and all she wanted was to get home, take a shower and go to sleep. This was exactly the kind of guy drama she'd wanted to avoid.

But there was something about Klaus that drew her to him. It wasn't physical, but sort of like a magnetic pull towards him, and she hated it. Because despite everything he'd said, she still felt that attraction towards him.

If our love is tragedy why are you my remedy?
If our love's insanity why are you my clarity?

~O~

AN: What did you guys think? Please review and let me know!

Song: Clarity by Zedd