𝐒𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐓𝐘 𝐍𝐄𝐓, ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᵃᵐᵖⁱʳᵉ ᵈⁱᵃʳⁱᵉˢ

𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 + 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦

𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞

half an hour, close to an hour passes and phoebe had moved to wait for stefan in the same hallway she was for the future career fair.

there were still parents/students/facility around there so she wasn't alone.

phoebe paced back and forth, waiting for stefan to come and tell her that caroline was okay.

she had just got off the phone with her mother.

vanessa was telling her that she was just gonna get ride home with jenna so phoebe could have the car to get home.

a few minutes later, phoebe looks up, noticing stefan and quickly walks up to him, with concern written all over her face,"caroline?''

''she's okay. i took her home. she was shaken up, but all she knows is logan attacked her. nothing else'' he assured the girl as the two walked into the classroom.

''where's logan?'' phoebe questioned.

''dmaon's dealing with him''.

the teen had a pretty good idea of what that meant by now,''as in...''

stefan nodded, confirming what she already knew.

phoebe knew this bothered him, so she went to comfort him by rubbing his arm.

stefan went to cross his arms, like this was one of those signs to protect her, making her retract her hand,''you saw what happened tonight, right? i mean, you understand why you and i can't...be around each other, or a possibility of us being together? you see it?''

''yeah, i'm starting to see a lot of things, stefan" phoebe nodded, a little taken back by his directness,"come on. i'll, uh—i'll give you a ride".

''uh, i can get home''.

''i know" phoebe lifted her lips into a small smile.

''all right. that'd be nice''.

the two then left, not even knowing what the rest of the night will bring.

~~~~~~~~~~

phoebe and stefan has just arrived at the salvatore house.

the girl turns off the car and sighs,"what i said before about you leaving, it was harsh''.

''no, no. you—you had every right'' stefan spared a quick glance toward her, before retracting his gaze.

''you asked me what i wanted my future to be. i wanted to be a paramedic. i always had a knack for helping people. my parents pushed me into that direction from the time i was able to talk. they supported me, encouraged me, bought me my first, first aid kit, and then my dad died. and a part of me couldn't see myself being a paramedic anymore. that was something that we all shared. i know that you think that you brought all of this bad stuff into my life, but my life already had it. i was buried in it'' phoebe explained, thinking of the bad things that was already in her life, before stefan came.

''this is different'' stefan responded.

''it doesn't make it any less painful'' she retorted, tears glistening in her eyes as she looked at the salvatore, with pleading eyes.

stefan's eyes also filled with tears of sadness, wishing he didn't have to leave.

he would've given anything not to, but he had to, for her safety,''i know that it's—that it's hard to understand...but I'm doing this for you'' he then got out of the car, not waiting for her to respond, thinking what he said might be enough for her to forget about him and walk away.

but that wasn't enough for phoebe to just walk away.

she watched as the man she practically had feelings for walk away with tears in her eyes, but then she thought,'what am i doing? no. i am not walking away from this. i deserve this. i deserve him'.

a look of determination came across the girl's face before she opened the car door, exiting it,"no''.

her voice made stefan stop in his tracks a few feet away from her.

''you don't get to make that decision for me. if you walk away, it's for you, because i know what i want...and i love you, stefan. i didn't say it sooner, because i wasn't sure. but i am now. i fell for you. when i wasn't supposed to. i love you and these feelings are not just gonna go away the second you leave. because when it's real, you can't walk away. and i'm not going to do that. cause this is real, stefan. it's real''.

stefan turned back to the girl, tears brimming in his eyes.

he closed his eyes for a second, like he was thinking something over.

he knew he would regret what he was about to do, or not.

he didn't care.

all he knew was that he wanted her.

the younger salvatore opens his eyes and begins walking back toward phoebe.

he took her face in his hands, smashing his lips onto hers.

phoebe immediately kisses him back, his lips feeling like she was floating on the clouds of the sky against hers as she rested her fingers on his wrists.

the pair pulled back to breathe as stefan caressed his thumb over phoebe's cheek, before they moved back in for another kiss.

~~~~~~~~~~

phoebe and stefan were kissing their way through the salvatore house, trying to get to the bedroom, but couldn't quite get there yet.

the dawson girl managed to slip off the shirt on her arms, letting it drop to the ground, while still making out with stefan.

she ran her fingers through his hair and his hands enclosed around her waist pulling her closer.

stefan then felt his veins appearing as he was kissing the girl.

the two broke apart and stefan lowered his head to rest on phoebe's shoulder to try and control his darker side.

phoebe, on the other hand didn't know, as she run her fingers through his hair, intimately.

stefan, not wanting to hurt phoebe, moved her hands away and turned away from her, ashamed of his true face.

phoebe realized what he was doing and said, confidently,''don't''.

''phoebe, i can't".

''yes, you can. don't hide from me'' phoebe stepped closer to stefan, putting her hands softly on his shoulders.

stefan hesitated, but he turned back to her, revealing his bloodshot eyes and dark veins under them.

to phoebe, it wasn't a big deal at all.

a small smile appeared on her lips, reaching her fingers up to touch them, gently.

the teen then stood a little on her toes to kiss the salvatore boy, nonetheless, her feelings for him still there.

the two pulled back for a second.

his veins disappearing, this confused him.

how did one human teenage girl have so much power over him?

he then went back in for another kiss.