The Hunter (Vampire Diaries Fan Fiction)

Sleep anyone?

Damon lead me upstairs and into his room. I immediately fell into his bed. I didn't realize how tired I was until I hit the bed. I could feel every muscle in my body relax, I then closed my eyes.

"I should do this more often." I said

"What, be in my bed, I agree." He replied. I chuckled.

"

Nooo!" I said. "I mean I should stop for a while."

Stop talking.

Stop thinking.

Stop fighting.

Just......stop.

Damon got into bed next to me, and I could feel his gaze. I opened my eyes and found his.

"You know, this would be a lot more fun if we had our clothes off." He said.

"Shut up!" I said back, smiling.

"Just stating the truth."

I got up walked to the door. I was headed toward my car, I really didn't feel like sleeping in a car tonight, and I guess Damon read my mind.

"You can stay here if you'd like" he said. I turned and looked at him.

"After all that happened today, you still want to be with me?"

"Yeah. Your screwed up, I'm screwed up. It's a match made in heaven, if you believe in that kind if stuff. Do you?"

"No" I shook my head. He came up to me and we were face to face.

"Come on" he said taking my hand and leading me toward the bed. I gladly went and couldn't believe how tired I was.

"Well I'm not sleeping in jeans, so can I borrow some sweats?" I asked

"Sure" he said flatly. He tossed me a pair of gray sweats. I started to take off my pant, and saw Damon staring at me.

"What" I said.

"Nothing" he smiled. I put on the sweats and climbed into bed, Damon followed. We then turned to face each other. I looked down his face. His black messy hair, ice blue eyes that could see right through me, his full pink lips, his strong chin.

"What are you thinking?" I asked

"That you are so gorgeous." He said smirking.

I put my hand on his check and stroked my thumb across his lips. He grabbed it and held it tight. He then let go and put his hand on my cheek and pulled me close. He kissed me, hard and passionate. I didn't want him to let me go, but when he did, I yearned for more, he was like a drug that I was addicted to. I needed more!

I turned over, and Damon's arm wrapped around my waist and he held on tight. And I didn't want it any other way.

After that it wasn't hard for me to drift off.