This was an anon request from a my tumblr: necklace-of-fallen-stars. Klaus walks Caroline to her front door on the last day of school.

He was leaning up against the front porch with that ridiculous smug grin of his, when she pulled up into the driveway. Caroline pretended to be busy on her phone for a minute as she collected herself in the car. She could not understand why the man standing there waiting for her, the slight tick of annoyance pricking at the back of her mind. Though she wouldn't admit it there was a slight anticipation seeing him there. The infuriating man was good looking; she'd be stupid not to admit that at least.

Caroline checked again to see if there were any texts on her phone, when the car door opened up and she noticed Klaus holding the door there for her, she wouldn't admit but there were butterflies in her stomach. Instead she gulped and plastered a scowl on her face.

"Isn't there someone else you could be out torturing?" was her snide question.

Klaus let out a small side smile and held out his hand to her. Caroline's eyes flickered between him and his hand for second before ignoring him and standing up out of the car herself. She pretended to not notice the frown Klaus gave in return, but he recovered just as quickly.

He closed the door behind her, "Love, I think your idea of torture is sorely mistaken."

Caroline scoffed at him with an incredulous look. Did he really just say that? She ignored him and continued to walking to the front door but found Klaus instantly by her side. Each step was taken in silence and it was killing her. Reaching the front door, she couldn't figure out what he was still doing there. She tried to take her keys out of her bag and pretend he wasn't there but that was impossible his proximity and delicious smell distracting her. Leaning her head against the doorframe for a moment with a dramatic sigh she turned around, "What do you want Klaus?"

Klaus' smirk disappeared, leaving a genuine smile, "I wanted to offer congratulations. Your last day of high school, the rest of your life can begin. There is no longer anything holding you back from staying in this forsaken town."

Caroline jutted out her chin, "Thank you, and now please leave."

She went back to unlocking the door, the keys jumbling about but Klaus didn't leave. Instead he stepped up behind her, leaving just the barest of spaces between their bodies. It didn't matter though the heat radiating from him was still just as overpowering causing her to drop the keys. She felt her breath catch in her the throat, his musky scent always made her head dizzy. Unconsciously she leaned the few centimeters into his heat, finding relief when she pressed against his chest. His hand reached around her, enclosing his large one around her smaller one bringing her hand away from the door.

She was shaking and she didn't know why. His whole body was pressed against her back with his hand trapping hers against her side and leaving hot puffs of air next to her ear. Caroline just wanted to melt into him but she knew she shouldn't. One minute she hated him and the next she didn't, it was too confusing. Her eyes fluttered shut for a moment as she felt him bend around her just a fraction more relishing the wonderful feeling.

"My offer still stands," he whispered sending shivers down her spine.

Caroline snapped out of it at that point. He still had the gall to ask that after everything he did? She whipped around, the cool rush of air between them saddening her heart. Her eyes were dangerously glinting at his, steaming with anger. She snapped out, "No, you don't get to say that anymore."

Klaus' eyes snapped from warm to cold instantly, growling at her, "Have I not paid the price enough Caroline? Can you not truly find it in you to give me a chance?"

Caroline cringed at the statement; he had paid the price more than everyone else in the town including Tyler. Not that Tyler mattered anymore; he ditched her just like he always did. Feelings fluttered through her; could she really give Klaus a chance? She opened her open mouth to say something but she never got the chance. Klaus' lips were pressed against hers with a tenderness she didn't except from him. Caroline stood there eyes wide open and shocked from the feeling of his full lips moving on hers.

Sensing her lack of response Klaus pulled away from her. His eyes were drown trodden and Caroline was still too shocked to move. She just stood there blinking at him absently. Without a word Klaus turned away and started walking off. Caroline felt herself slowly come back to her senses, pressing the tips of her fingers to her tingling lips. Never in her entire life had someone made her feel so loved with one tender kiss especially considering it was Klaus.

With a sharp intake of breath, Caroline gasped and fell back into the door. She never wanted that feeling to go away and even more so she didn't want it from anyone else other than him.

"Klaus!" she yelled pushing herself off the door.

Klaus appeared in front of her instantly with a flicker of hope behind his cold mask. Caroline didn't say anything her eyes flitting to his then down to his lips. Closing the space between them, Caroline brushed her lips against his this time trying to show him the repressed emotion they both knew she had been holding back. He let her guide the kiss, emotions conveyed through blissful touch rather than words but Caroline wanted more of him. The second she deepened the kiss, Klaus took control expertly making her melt into him.

She felt her knees buckle betraying the power he had over her. Klaus slipped a cocky grin against her lips and wrapped his arms around her and walked her back to the door, their bodies pressing against it for support. Caroline needed it because the only thing holding her up at this point was the length of his body pressing against hers. His tongue dancing around in her mouth made it impossible to think straight. She weaved her hands up his chest and grabbed his shirt to bring him in closer but Klaus slowed the pace of their kisses. He broke from her lips and rested his forehead against hers. They both were panting heavily drunk on the feel of each other.

"Take a chance, Caroline," he whispered between breaths.

Caroline closed her eyes and found that she really wanted to, more than anything. She was going to live forever and that was a long time to regret not at least trying. She cleared her throat and opened her eyes to look into his; they only held genuine affection and the slightest trace of fear. She smiled brightly, "Would you like to come inside?"