Philophobia: Mikaelson's Mate

Mikaelson Ball pt2

Lexi pov
As I walked around I noticed everyone was drinking some form of alcohol and I almost vomited at the thought. As much as I knew that one could drown their sorrows in alcohol I refused to turn out like my mother, or have another accident like her or my father.

Memories flooded my mind again as I then felt my heart rate quicken as well as my breathing. As I began to feel the sensation of my throat closing I knew this was the beginning of a panic attack. As I moved to find a space away from everyone I was only met with more of a crowd. Eventually as tears began prodding at my eyes I found my way out of the crowd and into what appear to be a study of office of some kind.

I clenched my eyes closed, taking deep breaths and began shaking out my hands and wrists. Every memory of what therapists had told me to do in times like this seemed to disappear from my mind.

Right as I was about to give in to the panic attack and let the dark thoughts consume me. I heard the door open and someone enter. 'Damn it', I mouthed as I pulled myself together, prepared to greet the stranger. As there was no physical evidence of my panic attack I decided to face the stranger.

As I began to turn around I heard the voice of a man, again with a hot accent, say, "Pardon me for the intrusion but I couldn't help but notice your rather swift exit from the party. I was just wondering if you were okay?"

"Um- yeah sorry for the worry, I'm fine now though" I said. The stranger then hesitated before turning to leave. Before I realised what I was doing, I said, "Wait." I then racked my brain for anything to keep talking to this man since he seemed to provide me with comfort in my panicked state. I then asked him, "What's your name?" Basic I know but I was lacking creativity.

"Elijah" he said, his accent being heard clearly. "What is your name, Elskan?"

OH MY GOD

THATS THE HOTTEST PET NAME

I really need to stop letting strangers turn me on

"I'm Lexi" I said confidently, my eyes drifted from his as I processed just how good looking this 'Elijah' was. "Do you want to stay in here for a minute with me? You know to escape the craziness outside" my voice slowly becoming more quiet towards the end as I lost confidence in his interest in me.

"I can't think of anything I would want more" he stated, a grin playing on his lips as he finished speaking. My heart beat quickened at the sight, the sensation of butterflies filled my abdomen. "Come on" he said as he guided me to a black leather couch which was positioned in the corner of the room.

His hand hovered over my back until we reached the couch. When we sat down he began asking me questions about myself, simple questions which were mainly small talk but it was comfortable considering the panic attack I almost experienced before he followed me in here. Every question he asked me, I returned.

After a few minutes his arm was placed around my shoulder I was convinced this was straight out of a romance novel. The questions he asked began to become more deep as our conversation progressed. When he asked me about who my parents were, since he didn't recognise my last name as anyone in Mystic Falls, I shifted in my seat awkwardly. My discomfort became visible which he picked up on quickly.

If you haven't noticed already I don't like talking about my parents.

"It's okay you don't have to answer that" he said causing me to relax slightly, "for a less serious question, how old are you?"

I smiled lightly at how much of a gentleman he was. "I just turned 18" I stated his eyes then travelled down from my eyes to my lips, causing me to smile more.

NO KISSING STRANGERS LEXI  

"How old are you?" I asked quickly to remove the tension which began to form. When I asked him that question his eyes left my face and drifted to the floor.

"26" he said. 

Why did that take him so long to answer?

Did Elijah think he was too old for me?

Elijah

ELIJAH

Elijah the original vampire who I am supposed to be avoiding

Elijah fucking Mikaelson

"What's your last name?" I asked him quickly. He furrowed his eyebrows lightly at the randomness of my question. A sense of realisation then crossed his face as he knew I knew about the supernatural.

"Elsk-" Elijah started.

"No, Elijah tell me your last name." I said as I stood from the lounge.

His tongue crossed over his lower lip he stood with me. "Mikaelson" he said, quieter than he normally spoke but I could still hear him.

"Damn it" I muttered under my breath. I instantly moved towards the door.

HOW DID I NOT MAKE THE CONNECTION?

I rolled my eyes at my own stupidity as Elijah followed me out of the room.

My eyes scanned the room but eventually landed on Stefan who was standing alone drinking his problems away. Some where on my walk to Stefan Elijah must have stopped following me.

"What did Elena do this time to break  Edward Cullen's no humanity heart?" I said as I approached him. He snorted lightly my question.

"Ask Damon" he deadpanned taking another swig from his drink.

"Ah, the brother's love triangle, surely you guys should have learnt from the first doppelganger" I said glancing over the people in the room to locate the doppelganger. Just as I began to look a voice began an announcement from the stairwell.

When I looked to see who was speaking I made direct eye contact with Elijah. He announced that there was going to be dance in the ballroom. Once he finished his announcement I watched him leave the stairs and move towards me. I then turned to Stefan.

"Want to dance with me?" I asked eager to avoid the awkward conversation that awaited me with Elijah

"I don't dance" he replied drinking even more from his glass.

"Okay song from high school musical two" I stated, "have fun watching your girlfriend and brother dance whilst you stand on the side-lines" I continued noticing Elena and Damon moving towards the ballroom.

As I walked away I felt a hand being placed on the small of my back and then heard Stefan say, "Maybe I will take you up on that offer after all".