Chapter 5: Can't Hold it any Longer

What did they just say? Had she heard correctly? Were they being serious with her right now? Furrowing her eyebrows, she stood staring at them with a confused look on her face. What was she supposed to say to that? Did Stefan have the nerve or what? He had no right saying that to her parents, she wasn't even thinking of mentioning it to them. It was for her to know and for her to know only. Now she wished she had of told them sooner. The next time she seen him, she was going to give him a piece of her mind...again.

"Mom-" The brunette began.
"No Elena, we brought you up better than that."
"But I-"
"No buts young lady. You could have been married for years by now." Grayson told her, crossing his arms disappointed.

Inhaling, she tried calming herself before she blew up with anger. She couldn't believe this. It was just like her and Stefan's relationship, they couldn't keep their nose out and if anything went wrong, they would ALWAYS take his side and listen to him. Her? NO. She didn't matter, wasn't even part of the equation.

"If you HAVEN'T noticed, I am with Damon now."
"Are you going to cheat on him too?"
"Uh, unbelievable. YOU wonder why I moved away from here!? From this place that I NEVER wanted to see again! You two haven't changed one bit! Not
one little bit! By the looks of it, you won't be changing anytime soon either!"

Glaring at the two, she moved over to the fridge as she pulled two bottles of water out and slammed the fridge door close. Walking back towards the door, she turned around quickly, trying to keep it calm. Saying the wrong thing wasn't going to help now, or what it?

"And FYI, which is for your information...before you come yelling the odds at me about what a bad daughter and parent I make, get the REAL facts.
Oh, and come to me first in future references, okay? I have a lot more to say than he ever will. Now if you DON'T mind, I am going back to my room!"

The brunette stormed out and made her way back up the stairs and to her room. How dare he bring her parents into it? He got to it before she could. A coward with an ass as his head. Wait until she seen Caroline too, she would dig into her, BIG time. Hopefully, she won't have to see any of them until the day. Wait, did Klaus know? Hmmm.

"Uh." Groaning, she moved into her room, throwing the bottle at the bed as Damon dodged them, his eyes wide as he laughed.
"What's the matter there petal?" Damon raised an eyebrow.
"My parents, I'm telling you now, they are trying to run me into a VERY early grave."

Closing the door quietly, she went over to her vanity table and lifted her brush, running it through her hair and concentrated on it as if it was the hardest job in the world. Furrowing his eyebrows, he got up and walked over, placing his hands on her shoulder, rubbing them with gentle pressure.

"What did they say to you then?" He asked softly, not wanting to disturb her.
"Stefan, the dick that seems to be ruining my life a little more and more...every...damn...second."
"What did the dick do now?" He watched as she turned to him and leaned back against the vanity table.
"He had only gone and told my parents that we broke up because I cheated on him. ME! God, I wanna kill him, who does he think he is? A god!?"

Damon placed his hands back on her shoulders, his fingers rubbing circles into her blades as she closed her eyes, exhaling. That felt too good to be true at the moment. Leaning her head against his chest, she smiled as she felt his lips press against the top of her head and he held her closer.

"You want me to go and kick his ass for you, hmm?" He spoke into her hair as she laughed, nodding against his chest.
"My parents bluntly...VERY bluntly suggested that I was going to fuck you over next. God, why did I come here again?"

Grinning softly, Damon pulled back and cupped her face in his hands, stroking his thumbs across her cheekbones gently as she fluttered her eyelashes in response with a smile. Kissing her forehead lightly, so light she could barely feeling it; he watched as she opened her eyes, looking at him.

"You came here for love."
"Love? I feel stupid wanting to come here for love."
"No, do you know what you are?" He asked her, watching her eyes.

"Stupid?"
"No," He laughed, tucking her hair behind her ear, "You're a beautiful young girl who fell in love and you know what...it was epic, but you deserve so much
more than epic. You deserve...a mind blowing, intense, consuming, passionate and an adventurous relationship. YOU deserve the world. You should have the
world."

Elena stared up at him, butterflies banging against every side of her stomach as she blushed furiously, just thinking about it. Her heart was banging against her rib cage as she swallowed hard, not being able to take her eyes off of him. Why was she feeling a big tug all of a sudden, like she NEEDED to have him?

"Damon, kiss me." She told him breathless as he looked her over, his eyes moving from hers to her lips, back and forward.
"With pleasure." He answered, just as breathless as he moved forward, until she was pressed against the vanity table.
"I'm hoping with pleasure." The brunette smirked up at him as he gave her a grin.
"With a lot of pleasure." He responded, leaning down slowly, his hands either side of her on the vanity table as he inhaled her scent. Jasmine.
"Mhmm." Moving close, he went to brush their lips and groaned when he phone began shrilling from the bedside table.
"Elena, if one more thing interrupts us when we're going to kiss, I'm gonna have to kidnap you and take you for myself."
"Uh, no arguments here. We would of had 10 kisses in by now without these interruptions."

Brushing past him slowly, she heard him take a shaky breath, causing her to blush as she crawled onto the bed, stretching for her phone on the beside cabinet causing her to lie on her stomach. Holding it to her ear, she pressed the button, annoyed at the person on the other end already for ruining ANOTHER perfectly good moment.

"Hello?" The brunette questioned, picking at the covers.
"Elena, why did you leave early? You could have told me!" The blonde scolded as she bit her lip.
"I had things to do Car."
"Other than your best friend's wedding!? You're my maid of honour!"

"Yup, being a best friend is a MAJOR major deal Caroline. I just wish you would...really...just...listen to your own words."
"Lena, have I done something wrong? You know I wouldn't do anything to hurt you."
"Nothing," Closing her eyes, she swallowed the tears back, "Nothing, hmm? I'll talk to you later Caroline."

Hanging up, she closed her eyes tightly and moaned, burying her face into the covers, laughing when she felt pressure on her back. Looking over her shoulder, she had seen that Damon straddled her back, a grin plastered on his face. Rolling over as quick as she could so that she was on her back, she stared up at him as he smirked, wiggling his eyebrows and leaned down towards her, nudging his nose against hers causing her to burst into a fit of laughter.

"Now, I'm going to get that kiss off you, whether you like it or not." He leaned his hands by her head.
"Oh, I assure you, I'm going to like it VERY much." Smiling innocently, she stared up at him as he tilted his head, a smile on his face.
"I haven't disappointed yet, so let's hope, hmm?"

Leaning down slowly, he licked his lips in anticipation as she swallowed the lump growing in her throat, the butterflies fluttering around her stomach like crazy now. Staring into her eyes, he watched as she stared back and gave her a smile, moving even closer, their breaths mingling together as Elena closed her eyes in suspense. She just needed to feel his lips on hers right now. It was getting too much. The build up. She just needed to know if they tasted as good as they looked, god how cheesy. Feeling his nose brushing against hers, she held her breath knowing that next it would be his lips. Just one more movement and that was it, the kiss they'd been wanting and wanting, but not getting. Moving lower, he went to brush their lips until he heard the doorbell causing him to groan.

"Lena, I can't hold it in any longer." Damon frowned, a pout forming on his lips.
"Then don't, it's probably just someone for my mom, come on." Placing her hands on his neck, she pulled him closer again, wanting to feel him against her.
"Elena!"
"Bloody hell! Do I not get any peace and quiet around here!?"
"Lena." He let out a breath, moving off of her as she glared at the ceiling. She was really starting to hate the sound of her mom's voice.

Getting up, she stormed out of the door, not believing they hadn't kissed AGAIN. She was just going to grab him and get lost in him if it didn't happen soon enough. Going down the stairs, she froze and to see that Klaus was at the door, looking up at her.

"Elena, we need to talk."

A/N: Hey everyone, I hope you enjoy :)

Shauna
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