You're the One

I'm combining two requests.

Request: please make a drabble of Caroline coming to klaus after her fight with Elena and her realizing she can give him a second chance but she smells Hayley and Klaus explains to her it was nothing and accidently confesses his love for her.

Could you do a drabble of Caroline walking in on Klaus and Hayley and do some major Hayley bashing with Caroline asserting her dominance, Klaus is Carolines bitch. Think that would make us feel better.

Caroline had never felt so alone in her life. The boy she had thought she loved was gone and her best friend was unrecognizable. Who was there for her? Did she have anyone to lean on anymore?

But had Elena really been wrong? If Caroline was being honest, she hadn't been. Caroline did have dirty thoughts about Klaus, try as she had to stop them, but it was harder and harder to put a stop to them as time went by, and drinking his blood had only seemed to increase the frequency of her thoughts and dreams.

And if Caroline could still care about Elena, if she could still hope that her friend could get better, after she had not only tried to kill Caroline, but her mother as well, well, wasn't Klaus deserving of a second chance as well? That was what she was going to do; she was going to go over to his house and she was going to tell him that one day she would be able to forget everything that he had done. It might not be tomorrow, it might not even be for a century, but it would happen eventually. And he deserved to know that right, especially after the way his face had fallen when he thought she would never be able to see past all the bad that he had done; he deserved to know that while she wasn't in love with him, she felt something for him, attraction at the very least, and that was part of the battle won, wasn't it?

The door to his mansion was open a crack, and she pushed the door open, real worry filling her. What if something had happened to him? What if-

Then she heard it, the unmistakable sound of two people kissing, rather forcefully she might add, accompanied by short grunts and moans, and she didn't know why but she had to see, had to know if it was really him...

A part of her had known that it was him, but she had hoped, irrationally, foolishly that he wouldn't do that, and she had no idea why, because it wasn't as though she had any real hold on him, but she had thought that he truly, genuinely cared for her, and would he really do something like this if he cared for her? And why had she become so undeniably... heartbroken at the sight in front of her?

Neither Klaus nor Hayley seemed to notice her, standing in the doorway, a hand rising to cover her mouth. The gasp that escaped her mouth though, and his head turned toward her suddenly, something flashing in his eyes that she couldn't quite identify. Caroline turned to leave, unable to bear the sight before her any longer, but a firm grasp on her arm stopped her movements. She turned back to him, flashing him with a hateful glare- she had never hated him more, never wanted him out of her life more, and it was horrible of her, and selfish, but he was hers, and now she was angry. She ripped her arm from his grasp, surprised that she had the strength to break his hold. "Do not touch me."

He looked taken aback by her words; she had been hateful to him before, she had insulted him, purposefully, she had done a myriad of things to protect herself from feeling anything for him, to dissuade him from feeling anything for her, but she had put every ounce of venom she possessed into her words, every bit of anger at the situation she had walked in on her Klaus pressing Hayley into the table, grinding into her, her anger at Elena, her fear for Elena, that she would lose her friend. Her anger over Tyler, her loss of him because of the man in front of her. She was livid. And it was the first time she had ever demanded that he not touch her. She had welcomed his touch every time before, but the image of his hands of that girl invaded her mind, gripping her heart in the icy clutches of anger and jealousy, and she did not want him to touch her with that hand. She wasn't sure she would ever want him to touch her again, wasn't sure the image pounding in her head a repeated litany of you will always be second pounding through her head, and she couldn't look at him without imagining that hand running down between Hayley's breasts and down her torso. The hand that she had once imagined running over her own body, in between her thighs, touching and caressing, and that image was destroyed and distorted now, and how she wanted those guilt-inducing thoughts once more, anything to destroy the image that was killing her heart. "Do not ever touch me again."

"Caroline-" He growled, equal parts anger and confusion evident in his voice, and that he could not see, when he knew her so well, or he proclaimed to at least, that he could not see how upset she was at him, that she was affected by his actions, though she did not want to be, because she was supposed to love Tyler, but how could she deny that she felt as though she had been cheated on?

"Oh leave her be, Klaus. Send her away so we can get back to what we were doing." The wolf girl's words broke the intense staring between the pair, and Caroline rounded her gaze on her. "She doesn't know how to deal with someone moving on from her for someone better."

"You shut up." She spat, more hate than she had thought she had inside of her entering her voice. "You have no right to speak, or send me away! You're a bitch. You've caused nothing but trouble since you came here, I know something was going on between you and Tyler, you snapped my neck, and then you think that you had any right to insult me?" She was yelling now, and she broke off with a laugh. "You think you're better than me? You think you know him? You're a fuck to him. He liked me because I would not give that to him. You are nothing more than a plaything to him. Klaus would cherish me, forever, and he will throw you out as soon as he is done with you." Her conviction had grown as her words poured out of her, realizing the truth of her own words. "I hurt him, and he was using you. And you were going to let him."

"You stupid bitch-" Hayley's words were cut off when Klaus strode over, picking her discarded shirt up off the floor, tossing it to her, grabbing her arm and dragging her from the room.

"Get out. I no longer care what happens to you love." Caroline flinched at the nickname, but it was nothing like the way love rolled off his tongue- softly, lovingly, a prayer- and her heart unclenched a tiny bit. Klaus slammed the door shut, facing her once more, opening his mouth to speak, but she cut him off.

"Why?"

"You guessed as to why Caroline."

"I want to hear it from you." It was more than that though, she needed the confirmation that her words had been correct, that he still cared for her, that he had not given up on her. That he felt nothing for Hayley.

"I needed release. It just so happened that I also needed answers from her, so it was a happy-" He stopped at her glare and the crossing of her arms. "Unfortunate occurrence that she was here. It meant nothing to me Caroline. It would have meant nothing. She would have joined the countless other woman that warmed my bed. If I were ever to have you I would never let you leave. I've never been in love before Caroline, sex has always just been sex for me."

She nodded, accepting the truth of his words, before her brain latched on to the important ones. "You love me then?"

He smiled slightly. "I hadn't meant to admit to that. But I do. You must know that I do."

Caroline approached him slowly, stopping only when mere inches separated them. "You can't do things like this because you're hurt Klaus, that's not how love works. If you do anything like this ever again, you're going to lose me."

Klaus' gaze swept over her face, searchingly. "Does that mean I have a chance then?"

"You have a chance Klaus. But I need to see the humanity you've shown me before. I can't walk in on any more things like this and let myself care for you still. I hurts me too much." An solitary tear slipped down her cheek, and she did nothing to stop it, but he stepped forward, catching it, and she leaned into his touch this time. Klaus was hers, and the image, though it would not leave her for some time, no longer hurt as much as it had. His touch for Hayley had not been gentle or loving, in stark contrast to how he caressed her cheek, looking on at her tenderly.

He nodded his head. "You will be the only one Caroline."

And for the first time from any man, she trusted him. There was no doubt in her mind that he would wait for her now that he knew he had a fighting chance, but she was determined to show him that she really and truly felt something for him as well. She hugged him to her, needing him for more reasons than one. It had been so hard, she had felt so alone, and she just needed the comfort from someone who cared.

It was a step, a leap, in their relationship as his arms encircled her as well, placing a kiss on her head, and she buried herself into his hard naked chest. And it was enough for now that they could have this moment together.

Oh, they needed each other more than either of them would ever admit to. And it was evident that this, that this small action, was more than enough. It was everything. They needed nothing else from each other, but the comforting hold of each other's arms. And she was suddenly glad that she had caught him, that she had been forced to confront her feelings, because in that moment she would fight through heaven and hell to feel his arms around her always.

A/N: I was watching Anna Karenina as I wrote this, so I think my speech patterns may have been a little affected.