NikMik: hiya! i came to leave a song prompt. but then i saw the wedding date prompt list & i wanted to request "i brought _ with me to torture you." caroline & klaus have broken things off. caroline brings a date or she flirts with all the other guys to make klaus jealous. however, it doesn't work. caroline gets mad that klaus isn't reacting. if you so choose, then thanks! if not, then that's okay!

Hello, lovely lady! You always give me the best prompts. I love anything wedding themed, so thank you : ) Note to everyone else, my absolute favourite trope! This is so worthy of a multi chapter fic. It is a little different, I couldn't help myself I had to bring out jealous Klaus, he's my fave next to protective Klaus.

All I Want is You

Musette Bridal Boutique, Boston MA

"Why do you have to get married?" Caroline huffed, regarding her friend's reflection.

"Well, that's what happens when two people are in love and want to make a commitment to each other," Rebekah drawled, inspecting her wedding dress from every angle in the mirror.

"That's not what I meant," she scowled.

"I'm sorry my wedding is happening next week," she apologized, turning away from the mirror and looking at her sympathetically. "But when I picked the date a year ago, I kind of assumed you and Niklaus would still be together."

"Didn't we all," she murmured, trying not to cry yet again. That idiot certainly didn't deserve her tears.

"If you don't feel comfortable being part of the bridal party I'll understand," she offered, sitting next to her on the couch and placing her hand on her leg. "My brother was crazy to break up with you, trust me I've told him multiple times."

"I'm sorry for being selfish, Beks," she sighed. "I'm so happy for you and Enzo and there's no way I'd miss out on your big day. I suppose the wounds are still raw from our break-up."

Caroline and Klaus had been together for two years and while she thought everything seemed to be going well between them he obviously didn't feel the same way. He'd broken up with her with barely an explanation and Caroline was completely confused about what apparently went so horribly wrong.

"Well, it only happened a month ago, so I completely understand," she sympathized. "I tried to uninvite Nik, but according to Elijah that's not the family way."

"Of course you needed to invite him," she assured. "It's just going to be difficult seeing him for the first time since…"

"I know," Rebekah soothed. "It's still a mystery to me."

"Well, at least I'm not the only one," Caroline agreed.

"I just can't believe he didn't give you any reason."

"Well, that might have required me to ask more than once, which I refused to do. I may not have a boyfriend anymore, but I still have my pride. Anyway, I just need to move on. Maybe I'll meet someone at your wedding?"

"I've seen the guest list," another female voice chimed in, flopping down on the couch next to them. "Between great uncle Harry and four-year-old cousin Ethan, there's no potential."

"Gee thanks, Kat," Caroline muttered. "Way to make me feel good."

"I'm just being honest," she argued.

"You've been married to Elijah too long," Rebekah teased. They had married a year earlier, after dating for three and although they'd seemed like a mismatched couple at first, no one could imagine them with anyone else.

"Anyway," she said pointedly, ignoring her sister-in-law, "I have solved all your problems, Care."

"Well, this should be good," Rebekah chimed in, sending Katherine an inquisitive glance.

"I've got you a date for the wedding."

"I'm sorry?" Caroline baulked, not expecting that remark. "You've done what?"

"Look, we all agree that Klaus has been an absolute ass and what better way to get back at him than show up at the wedding with a date?"

"But he's not on the list, or my table chart," Rebekah piped up, she always was a stickler for organization.

"Forget seating charts, I'm still trying to register that fact that you found me a date," Caroline murmured, shaking her head in disbelief. "Who is this guy?"

"He's gorgeous, blonde hair, blue eyes and a buffed body to go with it."

"Who is he though?"

"He's the cousin of someone I work with," she shot back, vaguely.

"Oh for god's sakes Katherine, what's his name and what does he do for a living?" Rebekah asked, standing up, hands on hips.

"What's with the twenty questions?" Katherine asked. "I think we need to focus on the fact that Caroline now has a hot date for your wedding."

"After my brother's erratic behavior of late, I'm more than happy for Caroline to take a date, but a few details about her suitor wouldn't go astray."

"Fine. His name is Matt and he's in customer relations, happy sis?"

"Last time I checked, this was my life. One in which I like making my own choices," Caroline growled. "Even a heads up would have been nice, Kat."

"This is your heads up, plus I knew you wouldn't go through with it if I told you beforehand."

"And what makes you think I'm going to go through with this now?" Caroline baulked. "This is guy is a complete stranger, I mean do we even have anything in common?"

"Well, you'll both look pretty dressed up and he's a good dancer," Katherine offered, weakly. "Oh come on Care, this is just a date to make Klaus jealous, you don't need to share the same interests."

"It seems so pathetic though."

"And your point is?" Rebekah interrupted. "I think we can all agree that my brother's actions are out of character, maybe we need a catalyst to get him to come clean."

"Maybe I don't want him back," she mumbled. "He did break my heart into a million pieces, after all."

"And he deserves to suffer," Rebekah insisted. "It just doesn't add up. Kol has been trying to get him to go out but he'd been pretty much confined to the house."

"Well, I'm glad I'm not the only one suffering," she muttered. "Fine, but he better be really pretty, Kat."

Old South Church, Boston MA

"Dearly beloved..." The Minister began.

As happy as she was for Rebekah and Enzo, Caroline wished she was anywhere but standing across the aisle from her ex boyfriend. It didn't help that Klaus looked more handsome than ever in his grey suit, those crimson lips she loved to kiss on full display. All she wanted to do was go home and eat an entire carton of death by chocolate and cry over the Notebook, not have to plaster on a fake smile and pretend to be happy.

From the corner of her eye Caroline could see Klaus look at her again. For someone who'd broken up with her, he had a strange way of acting like it. She refused to give him the satisfaction of looking back, he didn't deserve her attention.

She purposely looked away in another direction, scanning the crowd and picking out her date in one of the middle rows. He certainly was pretty and could definitely wear a suit but apart from a few quick words of introduction she didn't know anything about him, except his name. Seeing Klaus today made her realise how stupid it was bringing a fake date, but it was too late to back out now.

"You may now kiss the bride," the Minister said, breaking her out of her thoughts. How did she manage to miss all of that? The guests began to cheer and before Caroline knew it they were headed back down the aisle. She was relieved that Rebekah had altered the pairings so she was partnered with Elijah instead, the thought of having to lace her arm through his was just too much to bear.

"My face hurts from smiling," Elijah complained, as they made their way outside the church and into the bright sunshine.

"I know why I'm fake smiling, but what's your excuse?" She proposed, curiously.

"How long have you known me, Caroline? Surely you know how much I hate smiling."

"How could I forget? You much prefer that serious, brooding look," she teased, accidentally catching Klaus' eye as he stood directly behind Elijah. What was with all the staring? Caroline was beginning to get a complex, she smoothed down her dress and hair self consciously.

"Are you okay?" Elijah asked.

"I will be," she murmured, sadly. "Thank you for being my partner for the day."

"What are friends for? Anyway, it was either be your partner or kill Niklaus."

"Which I kindly offered to do," another familiar English accent interrupted. She smiled into Kol's warm, brown eyes thinking what amazing siblings he had. Pity their idiot brother couldn't be the same.

"You are too good to me, boys," she shared, pulling them into an embrace. "Trust me, I'm going to be fine. Just promise me that you'll save me a dance later?"

"Well, I'm happy to do that but just remember that Kol has two left feet," Elijah responded as they pulled back and his brother nudged him playfully in the ribs.

"Caroline?" A familiar voice asked, her stomach clenching in response. Everything inside her wanted to ignore him but the situation today made it virtually impossible.

"Klaus."

"You look beautiful, not that I'm surprised," he offered but she wasn't going to give in easily.

"What do you want? I have things to do, Klaus."

"I've missed you..." before he could finish his sentence, Caroline spied her date from afar and waved in his direction.

"Well, thank you for the sentiment but I have a date to get back to," she shot back, gesturing to Matt, even though she really had no idea who he was.

"He's not your type," Klaus shot back, his gaze fastened firmly on her.

"Well funnily enough you don't have any right to comment on that. My type has changed, funnily enough it doesn't include selfish, English assholes."

"But," he objected, although his pleas were falling on deaf ears.

"Goodbye, Klaus." She insisted as she stalked away, angry that he was trying to make the situation all about himself and making her heart break all over again.

The State Room, Boston MA

If Caroline thought her face was sore from the Church it was even worse after the never ending run of pictures. She'd taken a break, splashing some water over her face in the rest room before the reception began. Klaus had repeatedly tried to engage with her but Caroline did her best to ignore him. She walked out of the bathroom, hoping that her mood would improve. She was met with her smiling, blonde date. Matt seemed lovely, if you considered lovely was an enthusiastic, loyal labrador puppy.

"Finally finished?"

"Yes, thank god," she grinned. "Now, all I want to do is eat a lot and take off these killer heels."

"Sounds good to me," he replied. "I have to say the food is always the best part of these arrangements."

"Arrangements?"

"Well, you know," he murmured, embarrassingly.

"I'm not sure I do," Caroline bit out, looking at him curiously.

"I'm a professional escort," he whispered. Caroline reeled backwards, unable to respond immediately.

"So, you have sex for.."

"I'm just an escort, sex isn't involved, trust me," Matt reassured her quickly. "I thought you knew?" What the hell had Kat done? Caroline figured her best friend was dead, even if she had the best of intentions.

"Ah no, I didn't," she muttered, just as Klaus decided to approach, she rolled her eyes in frustration, could he not take a hint? "What part of go away do you not understand?"

"Yeah buddy," Matt intervened, grabbing her by surprise and planting a kiss on her lips. By the time she'd realised what had happened and pulled away, Klaus was well and truly gone.

"I assume you've done this before?"

"Oh yeah, bitter and twisted ex's are my speciality," he boasted. "I think we showed him." Caroline watched his retreating back, wondering why she felt bad after everything he'd done to her.

2 hours later - Bridal Waltz

Caroline watched in awe as Rebekah and Enzo swayed back and forth to their chosen song. She didn't think anything would make her so emotional, but it had. She swiped away furiously at her tears. The last thing she wanted was for Klaus to see how much he'd upset her. As silly as it sounded, Caroline always hoped that they'd be celebrating their own wedding day, but obviously that was never going to happen, even if he did keep shooting wounding glances her way.

It was at that point that Caroline realised she needed to take the floor with her partner and regain her composure. She looked for Elijah but instead a pair of strong arms enveloped her., that familiar feeling rushing over her. She looked up in shock finding herself faced with those familiar dark, blue eyes that never failed to make her melt. Before Caroline could object he'd taken her onto the dance floor and rather than cause a commotion she'd played along, albeit reluctantly.

"You don't look much like Elijah," she muttered.

"I'm a better dancer and after all we should have been partners."

"Are you really going to go there after what you did?" She hissed, as Klaus moved her gracefully across the floor.

"I know, I have a lot of explaining to do," he admitted. "I..."

"No, you could have explained this a month ago. Quite frankly, I'm not interested in what you have to say."

"Is that because of your new boyfriend?" He baulked. Caroline had to admit she liked the fact he was jealous, after all it was the least he deserved. "You could do better."

"That's none of your business," she growled, growing tired of his pathetic attempts to care. If he really cared they'd still be together.

"I love you, Caroline," he implored, placing his palm against her right cheek affectionately and gazing deeply into her eyes. "I never stopped."

"Well, you have a funny way of showing it," she seethed, desperate to get away, even if he did feel so enticingly familiar rubbing up against her body. "It's too little too late."

"I was scared," he admitted, "The wedding created all these feelings that were unfamiliar to me. I've never been in a long term relationship, most importantly I've never been in love before you. I started to realise that all I ever wanted was..."

"Stop!" She cried, pulling back from his embrace, not caring how it looked. "The fact that you were scared about your feelings and didn't feel the need to share that with me speaks volumes about your priorities."

"So that's it, you're not going to hear me out?"

"All I ever wanted was you," she bit out, the tears that were threatening to fall now rolling down her cheeks. "I never questioned my feelings once. I deserve someone who feels the same way about me." Before he could reply she stalked away, trying to control her composure but failing miserably.

1 hour later - Bridal bouquet toss

When the announcement was made, Caroline didn't even bother to make her way to the dance floor for the bouquet toss. She figured she'd fulfilled all of her bridesmaid duties and didn't need to embarrass herself further by fighting a bunch of desperate single women for a bunch of flowers. Her gaze was firmly on the table centre, choosing not to even watch the unfolding evens.

It was only when she heard Rebekah cry out quite surprisingly. "Klaus?" She looked up against her better judgment, at her ex boyfriend grasping his sister's bouquet of peonies. What the hell?

"Sorry ladies, but I knew this bouquet only belonged to one woman. The woman I love, the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with, all I want is you, Caroline," he rambled. Caroline was trying to keep her hardened expression in tact but was struggling.

"Klaus," she replied. "This is not the time or the place."

"No it is the perfect time. What better place than a wedding when there is so much love and happiness? Plus I brought this trinket along that is kind of weighing down my pocket."

"What?" She faltered, as he produced the black velvet box. Her breath hitched in her throat, overwhelmed by his gesture and the fact he'd pre planned it all.

"I was an idiot, totally inexperienced in the ways of love, but I want to make all my stupid actions up to you. You are the love of my life and maybe I don't deserve you but I will make it up to you every day of our lives together." She bit her lip, something she did when she was deeply conflicted.

Klaus didn't deserve her forgiveness after all the tears she'd shed, but as she looked around to all their friends and family nodding enthusiastically, it seemed to all fit into place. Yes, he'd been an ass but Caroline knew enough about his tortured past to know that he wouldn't put himself out there publicly in a roomful of people if he didn't care.

She walked towards him slowly at first, her eyes gazing into his hopeful ones. "So, you risked the wrath of Rebekah to propose to me on your sister's wedding night?"

"The punishment would be worth it if you said yes."

"I'll think about it, but in the meantime how about a dance."

"I thought you'd never ask, love," he murmured taking into her arms. Caroline wouldn't admit it but she felt like she was home in his embrace. As for the escort, Caroline figured that would be her and Katherine's secret.