They get through the door all groggy and drunk. Her arm over his neck; he was supposed to be the one that she leans on. But, they ended up stumbling and laughing at how each one of them can't help the other to walk.

They open the door and they hardly succeeded not to fall on the ground. Her mom isn't home as the sheriff has to be late, always and always. The lights are all off and she tries hopelessly to reach the plug. She claps happily when she successes to turn the lights on.

"Okay, okay. We get it; you know how to turn the lights on." He says as he shrugs his arm off.

"Hey, I need some credits." She giggles happily. He nods with a smile and lean on the door, "Well I hope you know the way to your room because I should go home now." He says with a smile.

"What? NO." She almost yells, "I don't want to sleep." She says slowly as she leans down to grab the keys from the ground.

He watches her and he can't help it but smile.

They know each other for three years now, he thinks. They've been through a lot. And they have been always there for each other. She was there for him when Elena left him for his brother. He never forgets the fact that she chose his side and made it clear that she wasn't okay with Elena's choice.

And he was there when her Tyler left her, and when her father died, he was the one that stayed with her for days, sleeping on the couch. Just so he can be with her when she wakes up from one of those nightmares.

"HELLO, earth to Stefan." She waves her hand in front his eyes and she got him out of his thoughts. "You really hate dancing, don't you? We didn't even dance that much." She scoffs.

"We've been dancing for the whole night." He raises his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Must be so exhausting for the Salvatore who doesn't dance." She narrows her eyes at him, "How comes that you hate dancing while Damon, your brother, didn't stop dancing for a second." She teases him as she titles her head.

"Hey! So that's what I get after dancing for hours with you. I mean I could've just sat in there and watched you sitting alone with no one dancing with you." He smirks at her.

"Well, as my friend you wouldn't just leave me there." She says as she takes a step closer to him. She stumbles quickly and falls in his arms. She giggles happily with her eyes closed.

He sighs as he puts her in his arms, and carries her in the bridal way. "Looks like you need help to get to your room." He says calmly with a smile across his lips.

She buries her face in his shoulder and holds his collar tight. "My hero." She whispers to his chest. He can't help it but feel a twist in his stomach, something he always feels in these moments, when she tells him something epic without realizing it.

He puts her in bed. He takes her boots off while she covers her face with her arm, helps her to get covered and sit beside her as he pushes her hair away.

"I hate him." She whispers with her eyes closed. "Who?" He asks simply as he furrows.

"Ty, Tyler." She sighs. And he gets little confused; Caroline and Tyler broke up six months ago, why would she bring it up now.

"Because he left you?" He asks slowly, trying not to go so far with that as he knows that she doesn't like to think about it.

"No, I mean of course I'm mad because he left me. I will never forget how he left me, saying I wasn't enough." She takes a breath as she opens her eyes and continues, "But the thing is, I hate how he makes me feel. Even thou we aren't together any more, I feel bad just by looking at him." She pauses and shakes her head as she tries to find the words in her drunken mind, "It's just… when I see him, I remember those words he said, that I wasn't enough for him. And then I think, what if I will never be enough? What if I won't be someone's first choice? I mean… I'm never the one."

"Caroline…" he whispers but she continues anyway, "I mean sometimes when I give myself to the thought, I hate myself. And then I can't imagine that anyone would love me." She says as her voice gets shaken, and the tears start to form in her eyes. "What if no one loved me, Stefan… what if I'm never the one? I can't continue my life alone. I don't want to end up alone."

"But I do love you."

It comes out just that simple; he doesn't realize that he said it till it was out. She opens her mouth in confuse, she searches his face for any sign of joking. But she realize that he's serious, with those eyes looking deep in hers, and his lips almost smiling, his features looks sad and happy at the same time. And that smile in his face looks afraid.

"I do, Caroline." He sighs as he lets a little laugh to escape his lips, "I don't even know when it happened. It's just; you were always there for me. You never left me. Even when Elena and I broke up, you were at my side and you didn't care about anything else."

She shakes her head and her eyes blink several times because of surprise. He smiles at her reaction.

"You're drunk." She says hardly as she looks away. And he shakes his head nervously, "No, no Caroline. I'm not."

She doesn't let him continue, "Yes you are, Stefan; It's not like you just realize it." She says still not looking at him.

"Don't do that, Caroline." He whispers as he flexes her chain so she looks at him, "Don't run from it. Don't run from me. I'm not that type who says that he loves you just because he's drunk and you know it." He pause a bit as he thinks of something, "Unless you don't have the same feelings for me." He furrows his eyebrows as the fact that she might not love him beck hits him. He can't help it but his hands get shaken and cold.

She reaches her hand to his face and rubs his cheek. "You are the one who said we never gonna happen."

He titled his head and closed his eyes as he felt guilty. He never thought about these words. And the fact that she remembers those means that it hurt her more than it should have.

"That was a long time ago, Caroline. Many things had changed." He says in a whisper and she pulls her hand from him, "It's true; many things had changed. I got to realize that real love existed only in fairy tales. And what we have is only a mess that gets to break our hearts." She puts a little smile on her lips and continues, "And I've already got broken many times. I can't do it anymore."

"But, Caroline. You just said that you don't want to end up alone." He says and she looks away as she pulls her hand to her hair. But, he grabs it before she can take it away.

"I know that you've been through a lot. And I know that you're afraid of being hurt again. But, that's how life works; you risk yourself so you can explore what you want." He squeezes her hand and continues, "I need you to trust me Caroline."

She takes a deep breath with her eyes closed. She moves from where she's lying to the middle of the bed, then she pat on the empty side without looking at him.

A shaken smile get in his lips as he gets under the cover, she puts her head on his chest and lays her hands next to her face. One of his hands holds her elbow tightly and the other rubs with her hair.

"I'm gonna trust you." She whispers to his chest, and he barley hears it. And all what he does is to hold her tighter and kiss her head as they lay in there.