A/N I'm kinda thinking i'll do some of Damon's POV in the next few chapters...what do you think? Also, I have decided to make this fic a little more angsty than a originally planned, so things might get to be a little more deep. This chapter is a little shorter than usual..mice for a pretty long one coming up though so...

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"Stefan!" I screamed, racing across the living room to tackle him in a big bear hug, "I missed you!" He laughed, before pulling away, "I missed you to! How's Florida?" He asked. I smiled at him before replying "Florida has been great, but I've got to admit I really missed it here." "We've all missed you to, Elena." He said, walking towards the kitchen to get a drink. I hopped up on the counter, watching him pour a glass of orange juice.

"Where's Damon?" He asked curiously; I gave him a grimace, "probably out doing something stupid." I said dryly, hoping he would catch on and change the subject; I had no such luck. "So you guys are already fighting? How long have you been back...a few hours?" He rolled his eyes, giving me a crooked smile. It was true, me and Damon had always gotten into petty fights, and one of us always ended up going out and doing something stupid to keep our mind off of it, but we always made up within a day or two. "You know us." I said, a small laugh escaping me. "What about Caroline?" I asked; I hadn't seen her since I'd gotten here. "Wedding stuff.." He said, smiling out the window, "she'll be over in a few hours for dinner." He said, looking over in my direction. I grinned, "you and Damon? cooking? should I be scare?" He rolled his eyes, "we aren't that bad!" "So what are you making? Cereal? You can't really screw up cereal." I teased, earning myself a playful punch in the shoulder. "I have perfected my cooking skills since you left!" He snapped. "So what's it gonna be?" I pressed, curious. "We are having spaghetti, homemade bread sticks, and a salad. Happy?"

I was about to reply when there was a crash from the other room, "the hell?" Stefan asked before walking towards the living room. I hopped off the counter to follow, he motioned for me to stay back. I rolled my eyes, "seriously Stefan?" I asked, amused that he thought I would obey him. He narrowed his eyes at me in annoyance before continuing.

"What the hell Damon!" Stefan yelled as he marched into the living room. "Whoops" Damon Replied nonchalantly, sipping on a glass of bourbon. There was broken glass covering the floor, and there were at least 6 bottles of bourbon on the table next to him. Stefan was infuriated, and I could tell that he was about to blow of the handle. "Stefan I'll take care of it, go." I said, knowing that If Stefan didn't leave soon there would be a fight, and that was the last thing any of us needed. He looked at me hesitantly before walking out the front door, slamming it behind him.

"Damon.." I started, but he cut me off before I had the chance to continue. "Elena don't, don't stand there and pretend that you care. You don't, and it's fine, but I'm sick of your games." I stared at him in shock; had he really just said that? Did he really think that I didn't care, I could barely keep from kissing him, and I had been back all of what...6 hours? "You can't be serious." I said in disbelief. "I'm definitely not kidding, Elena." He replied sarcastically before turning back to his glass of bourbon, downing it in a single gulp. I looked down, trying to hide the tears that were threatening to spill over, "You're drunk Damon, you don't mean this." I whispered, not daring to look up, knowing that if I did I wouldn't be able to control the inevitable wave of tears that would consume me. I could feel his eyes on me, and I glanced up for a moment, before returning my eyes to the ground. He slowly approached me, "How many times do I have to say I'm sorry, Elena? What do I have to do to make you realize that Katherine never meant shit to me! I loved you..I love you. The past 3 years have killed me, it's like a piece of me has been missing, and as soon as I get you back you pull away." I couldn't meet his eyes, I knew that if I looked up it would all be over, all of my walls would crumble, and I would fall right back in love with him.

I looked up, "I love you Damon, I have always loved you, but I also love Elijah, to much for me to cheat on him now." That was the end, it was all out, every feeling I had tried to hide was coming out, he knew..everything. Suddenly his arms were around my waist, and I was in his arms. He pressed me up against the wall, and I wrapped my legs around him, pulling his body closer to mine. "I love you, Elena." He whispered roughly before bringing his lips to mine with crushing force. I knew it was wrong, I knew I should stop, I should be faithful, but I didn't want to stop. Damon felt so good, so right, and I wanted him. I locked my arms around his neck, lacing my finger in his dark hair, breathing in every part of him. "I love you too." I replied, overcome with passion. He smiled into the kiss before deepening it once again.

"Elena?!" I heard Caroline call from the front door, and I broke from the kiss abruptly. Damon dropped me back to the floor, and I untangled myself from him. "Caroline!" I said, still trying to catch my breath. My hand went to untangle my hair, and I attempted to smooth my clothes. "It's so good to see you!"

A/N leave a review! Xoxo

Also, let me know if I'm moving DELENA along a little fast..I can't decide!