Hello everyone I'm back with the second chapter! God those who reviewed my first one made me more than happy. So I would like to say thank you! Hope you review again! Now let's get on with the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own The Vampire Diaries, If I did then Delena would already have been a couple!

As Elena exited the dining room she breadth deeply and wished the next day would be better for her dad and her. On seeing her, a maid approached with her matching carry bag for the day. It was pink like her expensive outfit. Pink, that also happened to be her favorite colour.

Checking herself one last time in the full length lobby mirror, Elena smiled with content. "Hopefully today he might look at me the way I want him to and not in his usual frowny arrogant jackass way." Huffed Elena.

Smiling she exited the main door, her excitement was clear in her demeanor, her feet moved faster than necessary and her smile expanded with each step. It looked as if she would be seeing him after a long time, but whereas in actuality the last time she saw him was only 10 hours ago.

As she reached the enormous driveway of the mansion she spotted her limousine along with the chauffeur ready to take her to school. But there was something missing out of the picture. Someone to be precise, A certain someone her eyes longed to see every second of the day. Her gaze scanned the area in front when someone spoke in a familiar businesslike tone from right behind her.

"You're late." That voice froze her in the spot; she closed her eyes and grinned like an idiot. Although the voice was slightly cold, hard and also somewhat strict; it still made her giddy. Maybe the reason being; it was his voice, which was all that mattered to her and not the way he spoke to her.

"Miss Gilbert..." Elena spun around instantly, coming face to face with the man of her dreams and reality, considering the fact he was a part of her reality but still unbearably unreachable. All thoughts left her mind as her eyes landed on his gorgeous face. I swear, Greek gods would bow to him if there was any beauty recognition held, her thoughts pondered.

"Would you try and explain your lateness?"

Damon Salvatore was glaring down at her with his ice blue orbs as he questioned her, the look that he was giving her would've made the toughest of men squirm. But all Elena did was blush deeper right in front of his very eyes. She dropped her gaze once or twice beaming happily, then stared right back at him and spoke sweetly, "Hello Damon."

This behavior wasn't new to Damon; in fact he was very much aware that Miss Gilbert, his multimillionaire boss' daughter was more than smitten by him. He never took it seriously though because he thought of it as her teenage obsession, but what did affect him was that it was his boss' daughter. He was assigned to protect her with his life, given the fact that he was her bodyguard. His loyalty and determination didn't permit him to even think about being in such a position, a position in which a princess was infatuated by the castles loyal servant. It was highly inappropriate and above all never in a million years would he fall for someone like her! Saying that the kid was annoying would be the understatement of the millennium; sometimes she was so infuriating that he regretted ever taking this job despite the high payment he got for it. Spending nearly twenty hours every day with someone as immature as her was proving to be more and more difficult by the day. Her infatuation with him was driving him crazy. It was purely stupid. Can't the kid just get the hint that he really wasn't interested.

Rolling his eyes Damon came out of his thoughts and glared harder at her this time, "Answer me Miss Gilbert, why are you late, again?" Elena flushed harder which caused Damon to raise an eyebrow. "Um... Well you see I just finished breakfast. And…" Elena paused. "And what Miss Gilbert?" asked Damon. "And have I ever mentioned that you look so cute when you're angry!" She replied enthusiastically. He mentally face-palmed and merely resisted strangling her. Taking a deep breath, he rolled his eyes and glared at her a little more. He moved forward, grabbed her hand roughly and dragged her towards the limousine. "Come on lets go, or you'll be late for school as well." Walking briskly he turned his face to look at her and instantly regretted grabbing her hand.

She was staring at their intertwined fingers dreamily and was thinking how perfectly they fit together. He released it immediately and her smile fell. He opened the car's door for her and motioned for her to get in, she did and he followed right behind her. He closed the door and the car started moving.

They sat at opposite ends of the same seat, but that didn't stop Elena from staring right at Damon. As her gaze traveled across him she took in everything about him, he looked dashing and deadly at the same time in his dark suite, even the way he sat was so professional so soldier like. His posture held grace and elegance, Elena wondered what transformed him into something so unrealistic, she had seen men all her life but no one could ever be like this one, so unique so perfect. Sighing she continued devouring him with her eyes.

Whereas Damon on the other side was glaring right out the window, completely aware of the fact that Miss Gilbert was eating him visually. He ignored it, he was used to it by now, maybe? I mean he's been enduring this since six months now, right?…that's it! Damon turned his face towards Elena slowly, who as expected was staring right back at him and in the coldest voice he could muster he said, "Miss Gilbert….

Dun dun dun to be continued!

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