11:00 0'clock came sooner than I expected. The Salvatore property was way bigger than I had initially thought, and finding my way to the Staff Building was a challenge in the dark and in my heels while Caroline was making a game plan of what we would do when we arrived at the party.
"Elena? Elena are you even listening to me!?" Caroline yelled as we made a turn toward the music.
"No, instead I'm paying attention to where we're walking."
The Staff Building was much bigger than I imagined. We entered the building and finding Stefan's room was easier than I had previously thought. All we did was follow the sound of music and laughter.
When we opened the door he was shirtless again. I think Stefan might have a habit of not wearing full clothing, not that I'm complaining of course, he looks like a Greek God in skinny jeans.
"Hey Elena!" He ran over and scooped me up into a hug with my arms pinned to my side. He was spinning and I could hear his laugh as well as a rap song that I knew no words to.
When he finally put me down I was laughing as well, mostly at the fact that he had a party hat on, but no shirt. I took my time letting my eyes take him in. He had dark jeans on with boots with the laces untied. His hair was gelled up, but it looks like some people had been messing with it because it was very untamed. I finally looked to his face when I realized that his eyes were taking me in as well. When he looked back up at me my cheeks were attacked with blush.
"So who are your friends?" he motioned to Bonnie and Caroline, who I had forgotten where even here.
"Right, this is Caroline and this is Bonnie." Caroline gave a polite head nod and Bonnie shook his hand.
"Stefan, I distinctly remember seeing a very attractive man with curly hair and a British accent at the pool," Caroline said while her eyes scanned the party looking for her British Boy.
Stefan grew a mischievous grin
"Ah, yes that is the notorious Niklaus. Nik for short. He just happens to be my best friend. His reputation is almost as great as mine." Stefan obviously knew something that Caroline did by the way he said that.
"Well that sounds promising. Is Nik here?" She was on her tippy-toes now looking around the room.
"Nik!" Stefan called over a handsome young guy. He looked the same age as Stefan, but he had shorter wavier hair that curled a bit at the end. He was also shorter than Stefan by about two inches, but was very cute.
"Hello ladies" He had an English accent that made even me swoon.
"Caroline" He motioned to my blonde friend, " this is Nik, Nick this is Caroline" Stefan looked between the two as Nik took Caroline's hand and kissed it.
Caroline's face was full of wonder as this man in front of her was acting like a gentleman. Caroline's last boyfriend was the typical jock and womanizer. His name is Tyler; he is Matt's best friend. When Matt and I dated we would double date almost every weekend. Tyler ended up cheating on Caroline with some sophomore at a party. She barely recovered.
"Caroline it's a pleasure to meet you. May I interest you in a drink?" He held his arm out and Caroline accepted before giving Bonnie and I a worried look. Nik gave Stefan a wink and walked into the heart of the party.
Stefan laughed and turned back to Bonnie and me. Almost as if he had just realized that he didn't have a shirt on, he said, "I'll be right back, I just need to find my shirt. Elena, make sure to save me a dance."
Then he, too, ran off into the party. Bonnie and I turned to each other and laughed before trying to find the drinks.
Saying that I got hammered would be an understatement. I am a huge lightweight. Bonnie knows this, Caroline knows this, but sometimes I don't remember this when I'm taking jello shots.
While stumbling around I finally stumble into the right person, Stefan that is.
"Hey there, I've been looking for you." He was still sober, I think, my thought process is a little foggy when I'm drunk.
"Well, I've been looking for you too" I said in my best flirty voice as I wrapped my arms around his neck. I could see his eyes searching my face, looking for some reason that I would pull myself to such a close proximity to him.
I leaned in and could smell cool mint on his breath as well as smelling some sort of cologne that I was too intoxicated to make out. He stiffened, not from uncomfortable-ness, but from being so close, or at least I think.
"I think it's time," I whispered into his ear, "for that dance."
I leaned out still looking at him, watching him swallow a lump in his throat agonizingly slow.
"Absolutely." He tried to smirk, but he looked almost as nervous as I felt.
I grabbed his hand and turned around to where everyone was dancing. I had this newfound confidence given to me by alcohol and I was sure as hell going to use it with Stefan.
I kept walking, leading Stefan to the dance floor. When I finally reached a spot on the floor that wasn't occupied by other couples we started dancing.
By then, the music has already taken me. I feel free. I don't care who's watching. My hair is flying and the alcohol is taking its toll.
I turn back to him and yell, "I'm having so much fun!"
He is smiling and I can see a glimmer in his eye, indicating that he is having fun, too.
Then he puts his hands on my face, cupping my cheeks and says, "I can tell."
He's so close to me now. His hands leave my face and fall to my hips. I'm not sure if it's the alcohol or the fact that e smells like mint or the fact that I've never felt this nervous when being such close proximities to a guy before, but I go for it. I kiss him.
At first there's nothing. No reaction, just lips on lips.
Then he shuddered and it became searing. I through my hands around his neck as his arms around my waist are pulling me closer to him.
I crash into him, I can't tell where I end and he starts. I can't breathe. I can't breathe.
I can't breathe.
When we finally release each other, I'm breathing heavily, trying to catch air into my lungs. When I look back at him, his green eyes are glistening.
I lean back in for more when he stops me.
"No, Elena, you're drunk" he says this and I think about how even when I'm not drunk I still want to kiss him. So I say that.
"Even when I'm not drunk I still want to kiss you" I lean in once again, only to have him turn away once more.
"Elena, I really don't want our first kiss to be when you're drunk at can't remember it tomorrow morning. " I can already see his face becoming more set upon the idea that this is only because I'm drunk.
"Elena, I think I should take you back to your dorm. Sit here on the couch and I'll go find your friend Bonnie." He leads me to a couch that was occupied by another couple that was making out about ten minutes ago. I sit down willingly, knowing I wont be getting anything from Stefan tonight, other than a goodbye or a cup of coffee to cure my drunkenness.
As he walks away I notice that with each step he takes, the room is getting a little darker. Until it is all black.