Stefan's eyes snapped open to the sound of the house phone ringing. He looked around at the state of the living room until he saw the time. 7:30am! He groaned at the time and stumbled his way to the phone while holding onto his pounding head. In his head he thought to himself over and over again "Never again... never again...never again." After much rummaging and stumbling over multiple amounts of beer bottles and drinks just lying around from the night before, Stefan managed to find the house phone in the kitchen.

"Hello?" He grumbled into the phone trying to sound as sober as he could.

"WELL HELLO TO YOU TOO!" Someone shouted down the phone. Clearly this person had never heard of a volume button before. But then it clicked in Stefan's head who it could possibly be.

"Hi... Damon. What's up?" Stefan growled in a monotonal voice making it clear to his brother he was not in the mood for talking.

"Oh I'm sorry brother. Did I wake you up from your little party last night? Sounds like you had a good night! Shame I missed it." Damon joked on the other side of the phone. Stefan could hear the smirk slowly creeping on his brother's face in his tone. Stefan walked into the dining room to not wake anyone up and shut the doors, instantly regretting it when they slammed loudly behind him. Stefan sat down at the table holding onto his head and subconsciously making sure he was not going to throw up from feeling so queasy. "What do you want Damon?" he asked making sure Damon got to the point of why he was calling.
"I called to see how my little brother was doing. I was making sure you were not being irresponsible... It seems I have taught you well." He teased. "Anyway, just so you know I am coming home later on this afternoon. I will be back about 3. That should give you time to clear up and get your lady friends out of the house by then" Stefan laughed, nodded and hummed to say he knew what Damon was saying and said goodbye. Stefan was not in the mood for his older brother to come in and ruin his life today. He was way too hung over for that. He tried to remember last night's events to which he came up blank. He could not remember a thing! He shrugged it off again whispering under his breathe to never drink again, knowing full well that would never be true, he grabbed himself a glass of water, made himself finish the glass and went back to the sofa where he was lying. He looked at the other sofa and saw Elena sleeping there. He smiled at how cute she looked curled up in a blanket she found on the last of the sofa. He heard her snore a little like she always did when she was drunk and laughed to himself how child-like she looked at that moment. He just hoped that she could shed some light on what happened later on that day. He smiled, hoping that she had a great night, got himself settled back into the sofa and went back to sleep.

A few hours later Elena slowly woke. Moaning to herself and rolling over on the sofa to go back to sleep, she overheard the sound of some one talking. She slowly got herself up looking around at the mess all over the living room and smiled to herself. She had had a great night last night, but for the life of her she could not remember what happened. She knew she had a lot to drink because she looked infront of her and saw the two shot glasses and a large empty bottle of vodka that her and Stefan had been drinking that night. Elena was never one to get a hangover let alone forget what happened so she got up slowly making sure she was not going to succumb to the headache looming over her. She got up and decided to make herself some coffee to properly wake up. On her way she saw who was talking. She saw Stefan talking to someone at the door and was clearly not happy with whoever it was.

"What are you doing here so early? I thought were not coming until later." He moaned

"Oh lighten up Stefan. So what if I am a little early? It never hurt anyone before." The person mocked. Elena walked up to Stefan and stood next to him to see who it was.

"Well hello there sleepy head" Damon said greeting Elena with a hug. Damon and Elena had always been close from Elena being around the boarding house so much hanging out with Stefan. Stefan was never a fan of them being friends but he let it slide because he was not the type of person to stop his friends from seeing people. Elena moaned as if to say good morning into Damon's jumper.

"How have you been?" she asked.

"Not bad. Just came back to see if Stefan is behaving. Looks like you two had a rough night last night... You should have told me you were having a party for your birthday. I would have come back a day earlier." He answered. Elena looked down at herself. She did look – and feel – like hell. She thought about what Damon had said. Of course he would have remembered her birthday. She always talked about her birthday every year a few months prior because she was so excited. Damon let himself into the house and laughed at the extend of the mess in the house.

"Oh yeah... definitely a good night it looks like." He joked.

"I'm gonna go clean up" Stefan said to make his escape.

"I'll go help you" said Elena. She felt bad that it was her party that caused the mess.

"No, no don't worry about it Elena. I've got it. It was your party so you don't need to clean up." Said Stefan, always being the gentleman. Elena rolled her eyes and Stefan and walked up to Damon giving him another hug before leaning against the kitchen table. Her head was pounding by this point but she was not going to show she had a hangover. That would give Stefan and Damon too much gratification and she would never hear the end of it.
"So." Damon said with a slight grin on his face. "How was last night?" Damon teased
Elena was not in the mood to joke around so she just smiled and nodded slowly to make her point that she had a good night. Damon realised what she was saying and laughed. Passing a glass of water to Elena, Damon looked at Stefan cleaning up the living room and then back to Elena. A small thought entered into his head.

"Did anything happen between you two last night?" Damon blurted out. Elena, shocked by what she just heard, spat out her water all over the table and started coughing. Why would Damon ask a question like that? Did something happen that she did not know about? Sure, Elena has thought about it once or twice, but never more than that. Stefan was her best friend. If anything were to happen between them two, she was worried that it would ruin what they had. Once Elena managed to regain her breathe she answered "No. Why would you think that?"

Damon shrugged "I just wondered. You two are acting differently today..." He answered staring Elena straight in the eyes with a slight frown, walked over to her and leaned next to her on the table. Elena shook her head

"Nah we are fine. Just a late night last night. It was just a shame... you couldn't..." She said staring at him in the eyes noticing how close he was to her. She had always had a thing for Damon but Elena would never explore it because of Stefan. It is just a crush she kept telling herself, but the way that he was staring at her... was she so blind-sighted that she is deluding herself to believe he liked her too? This was closer that he had always been with her. "...be there." she finished swallowing a nervous gulp. He was staring at her with as much intencity as she was, but it was short lived when they overheard Stefan's reply form the other side of the room.

"Yeah sure. If you want to lose half of the town from Damon trying to get with them" he laughed. Elena could not help but laugh. Suddenly feeling the need to move, she started to walk to Stefan and started cleaning up, feeling Damon's eyes on her at all times.