You guys are awesome! Thanks to your amazing feedback after the last chapter I've written part two in lightning speed. So here is part 2…
I Knew I Loved You: Part 2
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life
Mikaelson Residence:
"Why do I have to post a photo again?" Klaus complained.
"For the last time, you're never going to catch her attention if you don't, Niklaus," Rebekah chided. "When you asked me to put together your Tinder profile, I didn't expect you to whine this much."
"It's all so undignified," he muttered. "I shouldn't have to sell myself like a piece of meat on some dating application."
"Who's a piece of meat?" Elijah asked, interrupting their conversation. Klaus mentally rolled his eyes, thinking his stuffy, older brother was the last thing he needed right now.
"Niklaus, apparently," Rebekah teased.
"I'm not sure I want to know," he drawled, taking a seat on the opposite couch in the living room.
"Trust me you don't," Klaus growled, hoping his brother would take the hint and leave. It was embarrassing enough that he had to ask his sister for help but didn't want this to become an activity for the whole family.
"Now I'm intrigued," Elijah commented, adjusting his tie.
"Don't you have a job to do?"
"I can work whatever hours I like, it's the perks of being the boss. So, I'm assuming this conversation is Tumblr related?"
"It's Tinder and since when do you know about that?" Rebekah asked, her mouth agape.
"I'm not living under a rock little sister," he shot back. "Plus, a certain younger brother may have informed me about your little adventures."
"I'm going to kill Kol," Rebekah pouted.
"Did someone say my name in vain?" Kol asked, a cheeky grin on his face as he peered around the corner.
"Is nothing sacred around here?" Klaus asked, throwing up his hands in defeat. All he wanted to do was meet this woman and now suddenly everyone had an opinion on his love life, or lack there of.
"Of course not Niklaus, you signed up for this when you agreed to live together."
"I don't recall that condition being in the lease."
"No, it's what they call an added bonus," he explained. "Now about this picture, have you considered stripping down and showing more…"
"Urgh," Rebekah cried. "Now that's a mental image I didn't need this early in the day. Believe it or not Kol, normal women actually like some mystery."
"Not the women I know."
"I said normal women, not the desperate, weird girls that you attract."
"Whilst I love this charming sibling banter, can we please get back to the matter at hand?" Elijah asked. "So I understand this girl is the one?"
"She's not the one," he coughed, self consciously. "Anyway, since when are you interested in this?"
"Since Elijah has no life and needs to live vicariously through you," Kol quipped.
"As much as I love these bonding sessions, I'm going to ignore your pathetic attempts to annoy me, Kol," Elijah scolded. "So, what exactly is the plan?
"He's going to stop complaining and let me finish this profile so he can contact her," Rebekah said, concentrating on the screen. "There, all done and uploaded."
"I thought you were going to show me before you did that? Oh, why did you use that photo?" Klaus grimaced, his forehead creasing into yet another deep frown.
"Because it is the only one you look vaguely happy in," she replied. "Believe it or not, that permanent scowl you have etched on your face is not attractive, Niklaus."
"What's all this boring detail about art and travelling?" Kol asked, peering at the screen over her shoulder. "You'll put her to sleep."
"Shut it Kol, no one cares or respects your opinion on how to woo women," Rebekah hissed, pulling the screen defensively away from his prying eyes.
"I agree Rebekah, women love culture," Elijah commented.
"Yes, because you've been with so many," Kol snorted.
"Who was I kidding?" Klaus groaned, pacing back and forth like a caged animal. "I feel like I'm in the twilight zone right now."
"Oh come on Nik, what have you got to lose?"
"My self respect," he shot back, earning a rude glare from his younger sister. "Sorry."
"You know Tinder isn't as bad as you're making it out to be Niklaus," she drawled. "Plus if it gets you a meeting with your dream girl, who are you to complain?"
"I still can't believe she'd be on Tinder; I mean it just doesn't seem like her."
"Oh, you have a few dreams and suddenly you know everything there is about Caroline Forbes." The frown that had taken up residence on his face for the past hour suddenly transformed into a smile, that was the kind of reaction her name caused.
Over the past few days, Klaus had found himself sneakily stealing his sister's phone and glancing at her photo thinking just how much her name suited her picture. Klaus realised that staring at her wasn't going to bring her to life and he needed a plan which unfortunately included the assistance of his dear sister.
Rebekah had been shocked, to say the least, that he wanted to join Tinder. She'd been even more shocked that the girl he sketched everyday was on a Tinder profile.
"So, now what?" Elijah asked, expectantly.
"We wait and see," Rebekah grinned, searching through the profiles to find Caroline and swiping the screen to the right.
Meanwhile at the Bennett/Forbes/Pierce Apartment
"I think we've got a winner," Katherine screamed, running into Bonnie's bedroom and jumping on her bed excitedly.
"I'm not sure if you noticed but I'm trying to sleep," the brunette growled, throwing off her covers and peeling open one eye.
"It's eleven o'clock, Bon," Katherine replied, continuing to bounce on the mattress. "Anyway that's besides the point, we've found a match!"
"A match for what?" She asked, lifting her head up from the pillow, begrudgingly.
"You may be sleepy but I know you're not stupid."
"I thought we discussed this, Caroline doesn't want a fling."
"I know that," she clarified, finally seating herself on the quilt next to Bonnie. "You're completely ruining my buzz, roomie."
"Well, I'm sorry to be such a wet blanket, but that doesn't change the fact Caroline is going to kill you when she finds out you put her on Tinder."
"Not if I show her this," she smiled triumphantly, flashing Bonnie her phone screen.
"I doubt that…" she trailed off, adjusting her eyes and consulting his photo. "Woah."
"Gorgeous, right?"
"Gorgeous is right," Bonnie whistled. "Klaus Mikaelson, wow, does he have a brother?"
"I'm hoping he has two at least," she said. "He's a thirty-four-year-old architect who likes painting and travelling in his spare time. I was tempted to keep him for myself but he's got relationship written all over him. I couldn't have planned this better myself, now we just have to..."
"I'm not sure I want to know what's going on in that conniving head of yours, Pierce."
"It's a scary place and probably best to stay out of there," Caroline joked, poking her head around the bedroom door. "What's going on?"
"Nothing," Katherine murmured feebly.
"Well, it doesn't seem like nothing."
"Kat was just about to tell you something," Bonnie said, placing her phone back in her outstretched hands. "Weren't you?"
"Yes," she confirmed. "Bonnie and I were just saying how long it has been since we had a girls' night at D'Vine and how it would be fun to catch up there tonight."
"Sounds good to me, although we might need to break the gender rule and invite Matt, he's still in a funk since Nadia broke his heart," Caroline suggested.
"Why not?" Katherine said, shrugging her shoulders.
"This is a great idea Kat, I could really use copious amounts of wine after the week I've had at work. In fact, I'm going to get out my new dress, just for the occasion." Katherine smiled weakly, watching as Caroline bounced away excitedly.
"What was that?" Bonnie hissed, hitting her on the arm. "I thought you were going to tell her about this guy not plan an impromptu night out."
"Well seeing as we're breaking the gender rules, we might as well invite…" she trailed off.
"I know what you're thinking and I don't like it," Bonnie warned. "How are you going to explain this when Klaus appears expecting a date with Caroline?"
"I think once she sees Klaus in all his hotness Caroline isn't going to give a damn."
"You tell yourself that if it makes you feel better."
D'Vine Wine Bar - 9 hours later
Klaus tapped his foot impatiently, his throat parched with nerves. He'd nearly left a few times already, wondering what the hell he was doing here and on a Tinder date of all things. Then her face would appear and he'd remind himself why he was embarrassing himself. He had to find out if the real Caroline matched the one in his dreams.
"I told you to wear the navy shirt," Rebekah appeared, her disappointment obvious.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He whispered, looking around. "I'm a grown man Rebekah, I don't need a chaperone."
"Chaperones," she added, gesturing towards the corner of the room. "Your brothers decided to tag along. Seems like they had nothing better to do on a Saturday night."
"Just like their sister," he shot back. "As if this isn't embarrassing enough, now I have the whole family watching. I'm surprised you didn't bring some popcorn."
"For heaven's sake Niklaus stop grumbling and start smiling," she ordered. "And have fun."
Klaus managed to mumble an incoherent response then she was on her way, no doubt to stake out the best position to spy. He checked his watch again, realising it was only a minute later since he last looked. What was this girl doing to him?
He looked over, hearing a melodic laugh further down the bar. Her voice certainly matched her face, it was absolutely beautiful. She looked even better in person, her blue eyes dancing as she smiled, those blonde waves he had raked his fingers through were fanned out across her chest. The fitted red dress that she wore hugged every curve and only completed the perfect picture in front of him.
He approached, somewhat nervously, wondering what he was going to say. Klaus figured hello was a safe bet.
"Hello." Did that come out as awkward as it sounded?
"Hi," she replied, turning to look at him, the recognition not registering on her face as he'd hoped.
"Caroline, right?"
"Right," she murmured, her puzzled expression not lost on him. "Do I know you?"
"It's Klaus, uh we kind of met on Tinder," he bit out noticing the barman's amused expression at the unfolding scene. Could this get any more embarrassing?
"I think you must have me confused with someone else, I'm uh not on Tinder," she whispered, her creamy cheeks turning slightly pink. At least he wasn't the only one feeling completely awkward.
"I got over here as fast as I could," a brunette interrupted, her breath ragged. Klaus turned to look at her completely confused. Was this some kind of joke? "Uh Klaus this is Caroline."
"We've already covered that," the curious blonde answered. "Uh, what's going on Kat?"
"Yeah I'd be curious to know myself," he muttered.
"Here's the thing," she squeaked. "I sort of put you on Tinder, but only because I wanted you to meet a great guy after horrible Tyler."
"You did what?" Rebekah's unmistakable voice asked. This was just great.
"Who exactly are you?"
"I'm his sister."
"Do you take your sister out on all your dates?" Katherine asked, looking between them curiously. "If that's the case I may need to reassess my choice."
"Who are you?"
"Hopefully she's still Caroline's best friend," Bonnie said, approaching the growing group.
"Wait a minute, let me get this straight. You two pretended to be me and set me up with a complete stranger, uh sorry no offence intended," Caroline added, looking towards Klaus apologetically.
"This was all Katherine," Bonnie argued. "I tried to stop her but you know what she's like when she gets a plan in her head."
"I'm not sure it was the smartest of plans, by the sounds of it," Elijah suggested, joining them with Kol closely in tow.
"Who are you?" Katherine asked, taken aback by the handsome brunette visitor.
"I'm his brother."
"You take your whole family on dates?" Katherine asked in disbelief. "This is entirely too weird for my liking."
"That's the weird part of this scenario?" Kol piped up, obviously perplexed before laying eyes on Bonnie. "Oh hello love, fancy a drink?"
"Well, I certainly think a drink is called for to make some sense of this awkward situation," Matt commented.
"I could use a drink," Rebekah replied, trying not to get lost in his deep blue eyes.
"I cannot believe this," Caroline hissed, trying to be discreet but failing miserably. "How could you embarrass me like this, Kat?"
"I know, I'm so sorry," she apologised. "But come on, I think I did a damn good job. Just look how cute he is, well expect for the whole family entourage, even if his brother is all sorts of fine."
"You know I can still hear you, right?" Klaus asked.
"Me too, unfortunately," Caroline replied, her frustrated tone not lost on him. "Klaus is it? You're not a serial killer or anything, right?"
"Well, last time I checked, no."
"Great, now that's sorted how about we get out of here, just you and me?"
"I think that's the best idea I've heard all night, love," Klaus grinned taking her hand and leading her towards the door, leaving a few open mouths in their wake.