Stefan
I woke up the next morning with a smile. Literally, the first thing I did when I opened my eyes was smile. I couldn't help it though. Last night was perfect. Elena is perfect.
She felt amazing in my arms, her smooth skin that I got to feel when I ran my fingertips down her arm to grab her even softer hand. I wanted to stay with her all night. But, it was a normal date. It was a real date. I was not going to take her to a cheap dinner and then go back to either my truck or my house to bang her. That's what the old me would do.
I sat up and slid off my bed, walking to my bathroom to shower. I looked in the mirror and ran my hand through my messy hair. I smiled again. Damn, what is she doing to me.
I walked downstairs and saw my mom in the kitchen. "Good morning, honey," She says as she places the fruit she just bough tin a bowl and puts it in the center of the island.
I smile at her. "Hey, mom." I didn't bother putting on a shirt after I showered so I just had my jeans on. Also, I couldn't find a clean shirt so I had to go search for one in the laundry room.
"Hey, Stef," She calls before I can reach the laundry room. "Can you just run outside and get my coffee cup? I left it in my car when I came home from work yesterday and I haven't remembered to bring it back in," She says.
I nod and walk to the front door instead. I walk to my mom's car with her keys in my hand. I bend down to stick my head into the car so that I can grab the cup. When I straighten back up, I look over and see Elena running towards my house.
She looks over and catches my eyes. Although her eyes don't stay there for long until they move down and run over my chest. I smirk. She does not look so bad herself either. She has a tight tank top with a racer back that hugs her body. She has regular work out capri pants and her hair is up in a high ponytail.
I walk down my driveway to meet her. She takes out her earphones and smiles. "Hey," I say.
"Hi," She says back softly. I could tell she couldn't make her self stop looking over my abs and chest.
My eyes roam over he body also and her cheeks fill with a the brightest shade of pink. I move closer to her and wrap my arm around her waist. I know this action might not be the best seeing as how we only had one date, but I had to have her close to me again.
She giggles and wraps her arms around my neck. Thank god she showed that she likes what is happening here. I lean in and capture her lips on mine, feeling the warmth radiating off of them.
We break away from the kiss and I look down at her. "What's up?" I ask her softly. She looks so good with the sun shining down on her, showing off the little drops of sweat on her forehead.
Elena shrugs. "Nothing much," She says with a small sigh. I could tell she was still a little tense at the fact of me not wearing a shirt.
"Are you going to party at the lake tonight?" I ask her. I actually kind of wanted to make things official with her. I want to be able to kiss her whenever I want. Well, technically I just did but that doesn't count, no one was around.
She nods. "Yeah. I wasn't going to but Caroline wants me to go." Elena isn't the type to go to a party on her own. Someone has to beg her to come.
I nodded. "Great. I'll pick you up at 8," I tell her, not giving her a chance to ask any questions. I kiss her lips and let go of her. "Enjoy your run," I mutter against her lips before walking away, knowing she is still standing in the driveway.
By the time I reach the door, she's gone from the driveway and already halfway down the street. I smile to myself and walk inside.
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Elena
I knew tonight I would get looks for walking into the party with Stefan. I was already getting looks in the hallway since we walk to some classes together. I run up the stairs of my porch, finishing my run.
When I walk inside, I'm a little surprised to see my brother Jeremy walking into the living room. "Whoa. Since when are you up before 1PM?" I joke. He rolls his eyes and ignores me.
I scoff and walk straight into the kitchen to get myself some water. I stop dead in my tracks at the voice that just said my name. "Mother," I say, slowly turning and seeing her in the living room with my brother. My brother is very close with my mom. Or at least he still tries to be. He is too naïve to realize that she is shutting them out.
She stands from her place on the couch. The couch her and my dad used to cuddle on every Friday night. My dad sat in the reclining chair that was on the opposite side of the couch from where she was sitting. "Hi, Elena." She said with a smile.
I crossed me arms over my still sweaty chest. "What are you doing here?" I asked, knowing that I sound angry.
She looked me up and down. "I wanted to see if you my kids would like to come out to dinner with me tonight." She said. She was probably trying to make up for the fact that she blew us off three times in a row.
I shake my head. "I have a party tonight. Sorry," I say. I could tell she look disappointed but I don't think she understands how we felt all three times she blew us off.
She perked up a little after though. "What about lunch?" She asked with hopefulness filled in her eyes.
I shake my head again. "I have to shower and do homework," I tell her. I look over to my dad who looks like he is feeling bad for her. I don't know why though, all she has done is let us down.
She nods, looking disappointed again. "Alright." She turns back to my dad. "Is it okay if I just take Jeremy and Brooklyn then?" She asked him.
He shrugs. "That's fine, Miranda." He says. She turns to look at Jeremy who smiles softly.
I walk into the kitchen to finally get the water I needed. My dad follows after my mom and Jeremy go upstairs to get Brooklyn. "I know your upset with her," He says.
I know where he is going. "But I should not have said yes to going with them," I say. I know he was going to say the opposite. That I should've gone with them.
He tilts his head. "She's your mother." He said.
I place my hand on my hip. "A mother that blew us off three times in a row. She should know how it feels." I grab my water bottle, ready to go shower and start my homework.
He stopped me. "Elena." He says firmly. I turn quickly. We just stare at one another for a while. "Don't stay out too late tonight," He finally says.
I nod and walk out of the kitchen, successfully avoiding everyone up there before they left. I stopped short on my way to the bathroom. I saw something peaking out from underneath the cushion of my window seat. I slowly walked toward it and saw the little green book. My diary.
I had it since I was ten when my mom gave it to me. My dream of being a writer meant a lot to her apparently. I slowly pulled it out as I sat down on the seat. It was mostly just filled with stupid stuff. There was something about a small fight I had with Caroline about who got to be the interior designer for out Home Ec project in 6th grade.
Then I see something that catches my eye. The year marked the year I was 14. I wrote about my mom and dad. It was also the year before they got divorced so everyday at my house was fight city.
I wrote how I just wished one of them would leave already. That they would just get a divorce so that we can be free of the screaming. I started to remember the day I wrote this. My eyes were glossy as hell so I couldn't see what I was writing. My handwriting was terrible. Also, there was a small wet park that smeared some of the ink. That was my tear.
I quickly closed it and distracted myself with showering. I didn't want to think about it.
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Stefan was on his way to pick me up for the party. I was dressed in an off the shoulder top and dark blue ripped jeans. I put on my black Steve Madden boom box sneakers.
I was home alone because my dad had to go into work since he was paged and my mom was still about with my brother and sister. I waited downstairs and looking out the window every second to see if Stefan was here.
The hundredth time I looked out the window he was there. I walked out before he had the chance to come to the door. He was surprised to see me there already. "Damn, your beautiful." He said, making me blush uncontrollably.
He leaned against his truck looking fine as ever. He had dark washed jeans on and a white t-shirt on. Other than the fact that his jeans didn't have rips in them, we were matching. #Goals?
I walk closer to him and stopped. "You don't look too bad yourself." He moved toward me and grabbed my waist. I placed my hands on his biceps and was taken back by how hard they were. God, he was perfect.
He smirked before leaning down and kissing me. "Ready?" He asked against my lips. I nod. Stefan opens the truck door for me and helps me in. Before I know it, we are pulling up to a packed party with people we did not expect to be there.
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Stefan
I get out my truck, walking around the front to help Elena out. Once her hand is in mine, I don't let it go. Richmond is here. I don't know who invited them or why but they were here.
I feel like Elena can feel how tense I was because she squeezed my hand a bit tighter. Luckily I didn't see Dean. We walked toward Tyler who had Caroline on his arm and some other guys from the football team. "Salvatore," Tyler said since he was the only one facing us in the circle they made.
Caroline's mouth dropped open at the sight of Elena and I. "Hey," I said as we reached them. Caroline didn't say anything as much as she wanted to. "What's up?" Tyler shrugs and looks around.
"Richmond showed up about a half hour ago in a parade. Matthews was looking for you," He said, nodding toward a table that was playing beer pong. And there he was but weirdly enough with a different girl than he was sucking face with at the soccer game.
I turn back and we all just start talking about anything. I try and forget that my biggest enemy is here and is probably going to start something soon enough.
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Elena
After we talked with everyone, Stefan ad I secluded ourselves a little. My back was against what I think was Tyler's truck and he was in front of me. "People are going to ask questions." I say.
He smirks. "Then let them ask questions," He says before kissing me again. I smile and tighten my arms around his neck, pulling myself closer. We looked like a couple to everyone else staring. And yes they were all staring. Probably wondering what a guy like Stefan Salvatore was doing with a girl like me. Quiet, little Elena Gilbert.
Luke Bryan's 'We Run this Town' came on. I break away from Stefan smiling. "What?" He asks smiling himself.
I shake my head. "I just love this song," I say laughing a little. It has always been my favorite song and it pretty much describes this town.
"Seventeen," Stefan starts singing softly. "We own those streets. Parking lot, that was our spot, that's where we'd always meet." He sings. I giggle into his chest. "We'd roll on out, in a pick up truck parade. Stake our claim with a fire in the field in the middle of no where USA…." He keeps singing into my ear. "What are you laughing at?" He asked.
I pick my head up from its place in his shoulder. "Nothing." I say, looking up at his beautiful smile.
"We'd light the midnight up! We'd drive too fast, we'd get too loud, we thought we made the world go round. Nothing but a bunch of time to kill, set up on a the big hill. Make a toast, drink it down say, yeah man we run this town," He said the last part in a low voice against my lips and I swear I could've melted right then and there.
His lips were about to touch mine again for another little make out session but a groan stopped him short. I turned my head slowly to see Katherine standing there. "You guys are so cute I feel like puking," She said. "Oh! Can I take a picture of you two? You're matching!" She says.
Stefan groaned. I rolled my eyes. "Fine," I just say. Stefan picks his head up off my shoulder and inverted his eyebrows. "Its just one picture." I say to try and reassure him.
He groans once more before facing Katherine. His arm stayed around my waist and his hand stayed low on my hip. I leaned into his side, feeling his taut muscles. "Give me your phone," Katherine said, holding her hand out.
I roll my eyes and reach in my back pocket. I place my phone in her hand and she holds it up, pointing it at Stefan and I. A flash shines in front of our eyes. Katherine smiled widely. "Oh my god, you guys are fucking goals!" She excitedly shouts.
Katherine hands me my phone back and goes off to talk to whomever she saw. I look at the picture she took of Stefan and I. It's a good picture. Stefan has his little smirk on his face and I'm smiling. "Hey, Salvatore!" We hear from behind us.
I can see Stefan tense at the voice. He turns to the guy I'm assuming is from Richmond since I've never seen him before. "What do you want, Matthews?" He called back.
The boy smiled. "How 'bout a game of beer pong?" He asked. "So there's one more thing I can beat you in," I could tell this sent Stefan off but he held it in.
He nods. "Fine," He said and starts walking over to the table a few feet away. I think I might be driving home tonight.
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Stefan was winning. No surprise there though. Dean (I finally figured out his name) was trying not to show how drunk he was. He didn't want people to think he was such a lightweight I'm guessing.
I watched Stefan easily bounce the ball into a cup. Was there anything he couldn't do?
I had Caroline next to me as we watched the game. Along with half of the party. Damon showed up and watched some but then Katherine came and then they disappeared.
"Give up yet, Matthews?" Stefan called out with a smirk. Dean just gave a death glare to him. Stefan chuckled.
Dean's eyes moved to me. "I have a nice idea," He says, nodding his head toward me, causing Stefan to turn his. "We play for your girl." He says while smirking. "She's looking pretty fine tonight," He says.
I wrap my arms around myself, uncomfortable with all the eyes staring at me. Stefan gave him a stern look. "I'm done." He says, downing one of the beers and walks toward me.
This doesn't stop Dean from calling out. "What? You know you gonna lose? What does it matter anyway? Isn't she just new the skank of the week? Cause that's sure as hell what she looks like," My eyes widen.
Stefan clenches his fist. Out of no where, Damon comes up and and since he's closer to Dean than Stefan is, takes him by the collar and slams him up against a tree. Tyler straightens up and gets protective too. Stefan starts toward them. He pulls Damon away so he could get in Dean's face. "What did you just say?" He ask in a low voice.
Dean smirks. "Damn, Salvatore. Didn't think you cared this much about your little flavors." He says.
Stefan's jaw clenches visibly. "Even if she was, no one should ever call a girl that," He says. "If I ever see you near her, I will beat your ass to a pulp. Do you understand me?" He threatens.
Everyone was watching them. Murmuring something from time to time. "Whatever," He says as Stefan lets go of him and walks back toward me.
I look down at my half empty cup. I was never called a skank. I was never called a slut. I blended in so well that people didn't even know I was there. Him calling me that, it hurt so badly. Did I really look like that? "You want to go?" He asked softly, breaking my out of my little bubble.
I nod and place my cup down. I turn and head for the truck, not saying goodbye to anyone. Stefan stays behind to say goodbye to Tyler and Caroline and Damon and Katherine. I wasn't going to cry. I kind of wanted too, but I wasn't going too.
I pulled on his trucks door, happy to find out that it was open. I climbed in and just sat there waiting for him. I stared out the window, almost zoning out until I heard the door open and Stefan slide in. "You okay?" He asked.
I nodded, not turning to him. He sighs softly before starting up the truck. I don't talk the whole ride to my house. Obviously he was okay enough to drive. He did only have two cups of beer. And considering how high his tolerance for alcohol was, that was nothing.
Before I knew it, we were pulling up into my driveway. He got out quickly and I just let him come around to open the door for me. I jumped out and let him close the door, not letting go of my hand from when he helped me out.
"Goodnight," I mutter before starting to walk away. He stopped me. I felt his hand tighten around mine.
His other hand went to my cheek when I was in front of him. "Elena, look at me," He says. My eyes were roaming around the darkness of the night instead of looking into his eyes. I obeyed and slowly connected my eyes with his. "Don't you dare listen to what he said tonight," He tells me. "You are not a skank," I shiver at the word and so does he. "You are not just a flavor of the week. You are beautiful and I want this to go further." He says, leaning in and kissing my forehead.
I sniff, trying to hold in my tears. "I know," I mutter. "I should get inside." I say. He nods and moved his hand from my cheek.
He squeezes my hand one more time. "Goodnight, Elena." He says. I nod and move away and start toward my house. I quickly walk inside and close the door, leaning my back against it until I hear the rumble of the truck engine and him driving down the street.
My mom walks out and I jump when I see her. "Hey," She says softly. "Have fun tonight?" She asked.
I bite my lip. She knows when I'm about to cry. I've been doing the same thing since I was little. I'd bite my lips and my cheeks would blush. "Elena?" She says cautiously, moving closer. "What happened?"
I feel a tear roll down my cheek and I quickly wipe it away. "Nothing," I say, shaking my head and trying to get her to back off.
She tilts her head. "That's not true." She says. Her face suddenly gets nervous. "Did Stefan do something?" She asked.
I shake my head quickly. "No, not at all." I tell her. The last thing I need is for them to think Stefan wasn't treating me right when he was treating me the best. "This kid from Richmond was at the party and," I say but stop short. She moves closer and takes my hand.
I look into her eyes that are identical to mine. "He called me something. He was drunk yes, but that doesn't make it hurt any less." I tell her. "And I know girls are called a lot worse and a lot more often but," I say. She squeezes my hand softly. I suddenly burst into tears. "He called me a skank," I say softly.
My mother's eyes widen. "Oh, Elena," She says softly and pulls me in for a hug. I let her. I need her right now. I need someone and since my dad wasn't home and I wouldn't tell him this anyway, she was the only person.
That night, my mother was there. Not just physically. She was there mentally too. She was the mother that has disappeared since my sister was born. And I am just realizing how much I missed her.
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