*Caroline's POV*

"Klaus…" I trailed off, not knowing exactly what to say. "Caroline, is everything alright? I can help you, sweetheart, but that requires you telling me what's wrong." He offered, the panic evident in his voice."No, no. Everything's fine, Klaus, I just…" I began. "Now, love, you can tell me." He assured me softly. I gathered all of my courage for what was next. "Klaus, I miss you." I confessed. The line went quiet for a while and I started to regret even calling him to tell him all of this, and then his low chuckle came through the phone. "Caroline, I haven't got the time for games." He said in an intimidating tone. "I'd hoped that you'd wanted to chat. We could have chatted about anything, really, as long as I was talking to you, love. Now I see that you've only called to make a mockery of me." He said. Believe it or not, he sounded hurt. "Goodbye, Caroline." He whispered. "Klaus, wait!" I shouted. "What, Caroline?" he asked tiredly. "Look, I know it sounds crazy, but it's true. It's been exactly three months, six days, eighteen hours, and twenty-four minutes since I realized that I might actually need you." I cried into the phone. I heard his sudden intake of breath. "I know that I haven't always been nice, but I took you for granted. You're the only person who even gives me a second thought anymore." I vented, barely noticing when tears started falling down my cheeks.

"Now, now, love. Don't cry." He comforted. He knew me better than I gave him credit for. "Klaus…will you come see me? Please?" I pleaded. "Well, sweetheart, you know I would if I could, but I'm away on a bit of business. However, as I said in my earlier message, I'm in my favorite place. It's stunning, Caroline. You'd love it. Come see me, Caroline." I could hear the excitement in his voice. "I'll even send for you. Just say you'll come." Once again, before I even let myself think, I was agreeing. Maybe that was just his effect on me. "Of course I'll come see you! But where exactly am I volunteering to go?" I wondered. "New Orleans, of course. I built the city myself." He declared proudly. I giggled into the phone before becoming completely submerged in the conversation. We talked about everything from my childhood to his- which might I add, the differences were endless- to our favorite colors.

I was surprised that he'd even tell me these things considering who he was, but then I remembered one of our earlier conversations. "Get to know me. I dare you." He had smirked at me with those eyes of his as alive as I'd ever seen them. I remember the way that I couldn't stop smiling. "Fine. What do you want to talk about?" I had replied nonchalantly as I wiped the smile off of my face trying to seem annoyed. "You." He had replied. Tell me your hopes. Your dreams." And that was the moment when I began to think that maybe I should get to know him…one day.

"Caroline? Carolineee?" he cooed into the phone interrupting my thoughts. I had almost forgotten that he was on the line. "Oh, ummm… I'm sorry." I apologized softly. He chuckled. "Enlighten me." He demanded. I sighed. "Not a chance. Not today, at least." I said with a smile crossing my face as I began reminiscing about the "date" we went on to the Miss Mystic Falls Pageant. That whole day was amazing, even though back then I never would have admitted it. He seemed to be all that I could think of right now, but I was too embarrassed to tell him that.

"Do you remember when we went to the Miss Mystic Pageant together last year?" I wondered aloud. "Well sweetheart, I'm a thousand year old original hybrid. I don't tend to forget things. Especially not things like that. That was one of our better days-" and that's when I heard the knock at my door. "Klaus, hold on" I interrupted. "Someone's at my door." I finished, walking to open the front door.

I threw open the door and in front of me stood the one and only Niklaus Mikaelson. "Klaus!" I yelled, jumping into his arms and dropping my phone. He laughed lightly in my ear. "In the flesh." He whispered. "You know, love, I didn't expect this reaction. In all honesty, I was convinced that I was dreaming." He continued, finally setting my feet firmly back on the ground and resting his head on my shoulder. My arms were wrapped around his neck and his around my waist. It was sheer perfection. Suddenly, something hit me and I gasped, pulling away.

What's the matter, love?" he questioned with concern clearly laced in his voice. "I didn't pack, yet!" I screamed, dashing towards my room. He exhaled before quickly following behind me, chuckling. "Oh, Caroline. Such impeccable timing. A gorgeous moment and you're concerned about your bags. You had me imagining much worse." He laughed lying across my bed. "Shoes…off." I glared at him. He rolled his eyes but followed my command. I ran through my room packing everything that I felt I might need in New Orleans. "You know, we were on the phone for over three and a half hours." He said dreamily. I scoffed. "All that time and you never mentioned that you were on your way." "Yes. I suppose I could have, but that would have ruined the look on your face when you opened the door. I enjoy the twinkle in your eyes when you're surprised." He explained. I stopped packing for a moment to look back at him. He was lounging on the bed with his hands behind his head. "I thought you said that you were in New Orleans. How'd you get here so fast?" I inquired. He smiled. "Nothing gets past you. I was on my way to Atlanta when you called. I had a bit of business to tend to. When you called, I took a detour, rescheduled my meeting, and came for you." He explained. "That was hardly necessary. You could have just sent a plane ticket or something. I don't wanna mess up your business deal." I frowned. He was staring up at the ceiling. "Caroline, I've got several business partners and not one of them is willing to lose my business. They'll wait. I told them I had more important things to take care of." That line earned him one of my million dollar smiles. "Well, I have everything. Let's go." I insisted grabbing my bag, only for him to take it from me. I left my mom a letter, and we were gone.

I half expected to see a limo outside of my house waiting to take us to an airport or something, but no. In front of my house sat the most gorgeous 2013 electric blue Camaro I've ever seen in my life. "You drove that all the way from Atlanta? Isn't that at least a seven hour drive?" I asked. "Not when you drive like me, sweetheart. It took me just over three hours." He bragged. "Right. Just the thought of an original hybrid behind the wheel of a fast car makes me shake in my boots.'" I teased.

For a while, we were silent. Then he grabbed my hand, prompting me to pull away blushing. He saw my cheeks brighten and smirked. "Caroline?" he called. I turned my head and raised my eyebrows in response. He turned to look me straight in the eye. If it had been anyone else-anyone who wasn't him- I would have scolded them to keep their eyes on the road, seeing as though we were going 95 mph on the freeway, but it was him and there were no other cars, so I let him finish. "What's changed" he asked. My face was one of pure confusion. He must have felt the need to elaborate because then he clarified. "You would much rather stake yourself than even be around me three months ago. Now you're running into my arms and holding three hour conversations with me." He explained, still not looking at the road ahead of him. My lips formed a perfect 'O' as his question began to sink in. "I decided to stop lying to myself. You were right. There is an allure to darkness. You made me realize that everything that I love about myself only comes out because you make it. You're self righteous and always positive that you're right. That just makes it even more important that I stand up for what I believe in so that maybe you'll see it my way. You're strong willed and a natural leader which makes my competitive side come out because I never want to follow behind someone else. You're full of darkness…and maybe that's why I gravitate towards you."

We just stared at one another for a few moments as he exited the interstate. "Bonnie used to ask me why I kept turning you down. How could you be right in front of me promising me everything that I ever wanted…and I just kept turning you down? I used to tell her that I was scared of you." I laughed quietly causing him to smile slightly. "But the truth is I was scared of myself. I didn't trust myself around you. You were supposed to be the bad guy and I was the good girl. I wasn't supposed to fall for the villain, but somehow I did. You're the broken one, but it looks like I'm the one who needs all the saving." I whispered, feeling completely vulnerable.

It's like he read my mind. "It's alright to be vulnerable with me, Caroline. I promise I won't let anything hurt you." He whispered, getting closer and closer to me until I could feel his minty breath on my face. He smirked, and right before our lips met…I pulled away shaking a finger at him. "Unh uh. You'll just have to be patient." I teased quietly. "Bloody tease." He mumbled under his breath, focusing on the road again. "Don't be a sore sport." I whispered slowly in his ear before kissing him on the cheek. His face softened slightly. This should be fun...

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