Why me?! (Damon Salvatore fan-fic)

Why is someone always bothering us?

"Lara." I heard a voice say while shaking me gently.

I groaned and turned away from the voice.

"Babe, come on." Opening my eyes up immediately seeing Damon kneeling in front of me. I immediately looked down to see that I was in Damon's bed.

"How did I get in your bed?" I asked Damon angrily.

"You fell asleep on the couch so I put you in my bed because I thought you would be more comfortable." Replied Damon while raising his hands up as if he meant no harm.

As I glared at him I got out of his bed, mentally I did a sigh of relief that the clothes Damon lent me to were still on me.    Taking the long sleeve I brushed it on my face like I did last night.  Damon's smell was intoxicating.  I might decide to secretly keep these, if I can sneak out with them.

  "You're not mad at me are you?" Damon asked me as he started stroking my hair. The sensation gave me body goosebumps of pleasure.

I shook my head unable to give him a verbal answer.  Finding words around him was starting to become harder and harder.

Damon smirked at me and continued to stroke my hair.

Closing my eyes I felt my muscles start to relax until I felt a sudden whoosh. Opening my eyes I saw that I was sitting on Damon's lap just as I was before in the living room.

"I don't think I'll ever get used to that." I mumbled to Damon as I gently laid my head on his well built shoulder.

  "Just like I won't be able to get used to someone liking me." Damon confessed softly.

  Making eye contact with him I studied the way he was looking at me, "Why is that so hard to believe, someone liking you?" Searching his eyes for an answer.

  "I'm not a people person." Damon said while running his fingers through my hair.

  Throwing my head back laughing, "Really I had no idea."

Leaning in I brushed my nose against his and wrapped my arms around his neck.

  Brushing his lips against mine he slowly and gently laid me down on the couch. Carefully Damon made it so that I felt none of his weight on top of me. The taste of his lips against mine were pure bliss.

As his tongue asked for entrance I playfully bit his lip allowing his tongue entrance. Damon's hands played with the hem of my shirt lifting it up ever so slightly. His thumbs started rubbing my sides causing me to moan in his mouth.

As we were both in cloud nine the sound of the door bell broke us from our heaven that we created.

"Damn it." Damon said under his breath.

"Why is someone always bothering us?" I grumbled while sitting up.

Damon chuckled and got up to answer the door. My heart rate started beating faster thinking that it might be Vlad. Looking at Damon as he walked to the door he didn't seem tense at all. Just his usual look.

"Open this door now!" Someone said behind the door and started pounding it. At ease I recognized the voice wasn't Vlad's.

Damon obviously recognized the voice and moved to do the door faster. I couldn't tell if that was a good thing or bad.

"Nice to see you Stefan." Damon said as he opened the door.

There stood at the door was Damon's brother.

Okay so first off I am so sorry for not updating! Two, I wasn't sure if Damon brought up to Lara about Stefan but I'm pretty sure he did. I'm already writing the next chapter so it should be up soon! Love, Kait xo

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