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Elena pov:
I contemplate Damon's words as I pack my suitcase, 'You are the woman I love. I love you Elena Gilbert.' They don't make me feel any better. I know he loves me, I don't doubt it. But that just makes this whole situation worse.
That bitchy, snide ex of his worms her slimy little way into our happy bubble and bursts it big time. Her fucked up comments bothered me even though I'm trying not to let them.
God! Didn't Damon see what she was trying to do?
Obviously not.
And he just let her do it without a clue. When the opportunity arose to tell her to take herself and her gritty looking boyfriend and get the hell out of there, Damon cut me off and told her she could stay. I mean...what the actual fuck was he thinking? Everyone else could tell I was pissed and upset, but no, not Damon. He was too wrapped up in little miss Isabella or what ever the fuck her name is.
Now, I'm a strong person, I'm not a fucking baby and I don't get pissed easily or without reason. Damon has been throwing a hissy fit every time he's seen Klaus this weekend, and for no apparent reason; how the hell did he think I would feel letting his ex-who obviously has something against me-hang around us?
Some fucking vacation this had turned out to be.
And here I stand, packing my suitcase and I've packed that asshole's suitcase too.
Maybe asshole is too harsh...
Nope, he's definitely an asshole.
"Elena," I look over and Jeremy is leaning against the doorway.
"Hey." I manage a smile for my brother.
"You alright?" He asks, folding his arms over his chest.
I nod. "I am just fine. What's everyone doing?" I change the subject before it even starts.
"Everyone else is packing except Damon and Stefan. They're out back."
Hm, that means he had been out there for some time. After he had stopped me in the middle of the street, we had arrived back at the house around the same time. I went upstairs and he went out the back. I sat up here for a while. I think we both were waiting for the other to come and find us, but screw that because I wasn't the one at fault here. He doesn't seem to think he did anything wrong and he thinks he can make it right by proclaiming his love for me.
No! It doesn't work like that. I need him to understand why I'm pissed.
"What exactly happened?" Jeremy leans away from the door and takes a few steps inside the room..
I roll my eyes. "Damon is an ass." I sigh and shake my head. "No, he's just challenged when it comes to relationships." I sigh again. "Christ, you would think that after knowing the girl for as long as he did he could see when she playing at an angle." I say more to myself than to him.
"His ex? That woman that he was talking to after you left?"
I stop my rapid packing abruptly and turn to face him. "He was fucking talking to her? After I was obviously upset he just what?...Fucking sat there and conversed with her?" I slam my shirt down in my suitcase.
I have a sudden urge to throw his neatly packed suitcase out the window so that it lands on his stupid ass in the backyard. I decide against it because doing childish shit like that will only drag me down to his level and that is the last place I want to be right now. I know he has people from his past just like I do but everyone knew what she was doing today and I don't believe for one minute that he didn't know her game.
"Elena, calm down. They were just talking, I told him he was a dick but I honestly don't think he knew you had left." Jeremy defends him.
I squeeze my eyes shut and pinch the bridge of my nose. "Do not defend him Jer. He is wrong and I am right. Now if you will please just give me some space, I need to think."
Jeremy nods and heads out of the room. As soon as he is out of sight I scurry over to the window which conveniently overlooks the backyard. Damon is sat on one of the patio chairs, scotch in hand, face like thunder...I don't fucking know why he is pissed, asshole. Stefan is sat opposite him with a very serious look on his face while he's talking. I sigh and move away, I can't be here anymore, I just can't deal with it. I grab my case and hump it down the stairs where the rest of the group is congregated.
"I'm heading to the airport now, I'll meet y'all there. Don't try and stop me, I need to get away from here."
No one says anything so I towards the front door. My foot hardly went over the threshold before I felt strong but gentle hands on my shoulders spinning me around. It was Damon of course, I knew as soon as he touched me and I got those stupid goosebumps and that intense feeling in the pit of my stomach.
"Don't go! Just wait for us, I don't want you to leave." He pleads.
"Yeah, well...you should have thought about that before you totally disregarded my feelings. I'm done with this, I'm done with you and your issues." I lost it. I didn't mean to say that and when I see the look of heartache on his face I regret ever speaking. "I-I didn't mean that."
He gives me a slight head nod, turns and goes back in the house leaving me stood on the front porch...alone. How could I go now when I had just hurt him like that. I know he pissed me off with all that psycho ex stuff but I didn't have to go that far. I'm far from sick of it or him.
With my head down I slowly make my way back inside dumping my case at the bottom of the stairs before dragging my sorry ass up them. I stand in the bedroom doorway lent against it-just like my brother was doing fifteen minutes ago-just looking at the man I love sitting on the edge of the bed gazing out of the window, his expression blank and vacant.
I suck in a deep breath. "You hurt me today, but there was no reason for me to say that to you. I didn't mean it...that's not how I feel." I exhale slowly.
He glances over his shoulder at me. "I didn't realise I was hurting you. Isobel gets under my skin, I can't stand her. Every time she is around all I do is upset and hurt people because I let her get to me, I shouldn't have allowed her to do that. I'm sorry Elena."
I walk over to the bed and take a seat, interlacing my fingers with his. "I love you, you know that and it hasn't been easy, me admitting my feelings for you. For the first time in a long time Damon, I'm happy...genuinely happy. I don't want anything or anyone to ruin it."
"That's not going to happen," he raises my hand and kisses the top of it.
"Hey guys, it's time to go...y'all kissed and made up?" Stefan asks from the doorway.
"Yeah, we'll be down in a minute." Damon informs him.
Once Stefan is out of sight Damon presses his lips to mine, the kiss is not heated but sweet and loving. "It will always be you, Elena. I will always choose you." He whispers against my lips.
We walk downstairs hand in hand, meeting up with the others.
"Where's Caroline?" I scour the area around us.
"Here I am!" She trails out of the kitchen...with Klaus in tow. He's handling a suitcase of his own.
"Aw shit!" Damon throws his head back in obvious irritation.
"You were serious about bringing that fucker with us?" Stefan adds. I see Kat elbow him in the side and whisper for him to be nice.
I roll my eyes and Caroline narrows her eyes at them as she walks out the door with her hand still enclasped in Klaus'.
"I think they're cute together." I mutter as we follow after them.
Waiting in the airport has always been so fucking boring to me, dreadful actually. That is unless you have a very sexy Damon sat next to you whispering the dirtiest things in your ear. It was never like this with Matt. I was never as into him as I am into Damon, never been so wrapped up inside the relationship bubble even though I was with him for three years. And now that I'm with Damon, I'm honestly wondering how I could've lived without this... seventh heaven, over the moon, on top of the world (and whatever other corny cliche I can come up with) feeling.
"I have to take a piss." Damon whispers in my ear like it's the hottest thing in the world.
I look at him. "Well that's nowhere near as sexy as the other things you were saying." I pushed his shoulder.
He laughs as he stands up. "I'll be back."
Once he's out of sight Klaus take his vacated seat.
"Um, hi." I smile at him.
"Hello." he gives back a charming smile. "Listen, I know your group isn't too sweet on me coming back to New York with you. I just wanted to assure you that I have no intention of wreaking havoc on your lives."
I roll my eyes. "I'm sure you don't Klaus and trust me, Kat and I know that whatever problem Damon and Stefan have with you is in the past?" With that, I look to him for confirmation of that statement.
He nods emphatically.
"What I'm more concerned about is Caroline. This thing between you two is serious, right? I mean you are coming back to New York to be with her."
He nodded.
"And it's not just some sort of vacation for you? You're not just going to get bored and go back to Virginia in a month, right? Because Caroline is one of the best and not only would that be an asshole move but you'd have a lot of people to worry about if you did."
Klaus almost manages to hide his nonplussed expression but I happen to have a very quick eye.
"I know I've just met her but...I've never felt this way about anyone before. You see, life in Mystic Falls has little to offer when it comes to trying to find a connection so I've traveled, thinking that I had to search for it when all the while it made it's way to me. It being...Caroline. " He looks genuinely besotted with Caroline as he stares at her from his seat.
"Shouldn't you be telling her all of this?" I smirk at him.
"I tell her all the time." He winks. "Seriously Elena, I won't hurt her...I give you my word. I know she is important to you guys that's why I want to be able to get along with everyone. I think Stefan may come round in time but Damon...he holds this grudge against me, I don't know why, I don't think he will ever be alright with this."
"Alright with what?" Damon asks from behind us, placing his hands on my shoulders, rubbing a little.
Klaus looks over at Caroline who is reading a magazine and smiles widely. With that smile I can tell that he does actually adore her. "Nothing, you know what? It doesn't matter Damon because I ain't here for you. Caroline is the only thing that matters to me, I'm going to New York to be with her. If you don't like it or me for that matter then that's your problem. We used to be friends a long time ago, I hope we can put our differences behind us one day when you have taken your head from out of your ass but for now I have more important things I have to worry about." And with that, he went over to where Caroline was seated, scooped her up in his arms and kissed her, spinning them around. It was the sweetest but most cheesiest thing I've ever seen.
I looked round at Damon who was also watching Klaus, with his little eye thingy going on. I grin, Klaus was well within his reasons to say what he said.
"What?" Damon asks me.
"Oh...nothing." I chuckle. "He isn't that bad Damon, whats this beef you and Stefan have with him anyway?" I ask as I'm really fucking curious.
He takes a seat next to me. "Well Stefan doesn't like him because back in the day Klaus slept with Jules who was Stefan's girlfriend so then Stefan fucked Klaus' sister...it was all very...blah. There isn't one particular reason for the rift between him and I, in school we were friends...good friends. Then one day it just seemed like everything was a competition between the two of us. I had ten dollars, Klaus had fifty, If Klaus had fifty, I had a hundred...you get me? So I guess we just get under each others skin, I only see the guy once a year maybe twice and I dread those days." He laughs. "Guess I'll be seeing a lot more of him now though, so I will just have to try and get on with him for Caroline's sake as well as my own sanity."
I lean over and kiss his cheek. "You're the best boyfriend ever...did you know that?"
He chuckles. "No...no I've never been told that before until now." He kisses my cheek. "And you Ms Gilbert are the best girlfriend in the world."
I giggle at us. "And I thought Klaus was cheesy!"
DamonPov:
When we got back to New York, we were all fucked, jet lagged, tried and cranky. Jeremy, Bonnie, Klaus, Caroline and Tyler had gone to give Klaus the tour of the big apple. I hoped they'd lose his ass in central park. Stefan and Katherine went out to eat and Elena and I just chilled at my apartment...well she finished up the article while I sat and drooled over her in her glasses. I never knew she wore them but she was all serious and professional like, sat like a little geek, head in the laptop, typing away frantically...she did however look sexy as hell. On more than one occasion I molested her, she liked it. So did I...the feeling of me connected with her so intimately is out of the fucking world...it blows my mind.
Today is Monday, and I'm reading the article for myself...finally. It doesn't start well.
"Damon Salvatore was what I would describe as...a first class player, always with a different woman on his arm. I found him insufferable, tactless, selfish, infuriating etc etc."
I chuckle and make a mental note to thank Elena for the nice words when we go for lunch later. I carry on reading.
"And...then I had the chance to work with him for a week for this article. I wasn't happy about having to spend copious amounts of time with Mr. Salvatore and I was adamant that it wouldn't work out and somebody else would have to cover the story. Did you all notice how I used past tense? I used past tense because all of what I originally thought got blown out of the window when I met the REAL Damon Salvatore.
Now that's more like it Elena. My cell buzzes.
*U read the paper yet?*
I text my nosey douche brother back.
*Just reading now why?*
I get up to make a coffee, I've only been awake ten minutes and was in need of it.
Another text. *I guess u haven't seen it yet...she did sumthing that I never thought she'd do...skip to the 2nd page bro."
I re-read the text, I'm confused...what the hell is he talking about. I quickly grabbed my coffee and flip the page. My eyes scan over the page, there is pictures of us all throughout the week with descriptions of what we did and how I live, The Twilight premier, my charities and so on and then my eyes widen in shock as I see what Stefan meant. There was a picture of us outside the boarding house before we left, we are gazing lovingly into each others eyes and bellow it, it says...
"A Week In The Life Of A Movie Star quickly became The Week I Found True Love!"
My heart melted with those words that she had written for the whole world to see. Elena had just made all of this real, she declared her love for me and she didn't care who knew about us. I didn't think I could love that woman as much as I already did...how wrong was I? That one line had just overwhelmed my heart, my heart that would be forever Elena's.
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