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8

"Are you seriously still reading my journals?" Stefan walked in his room after showering, to see Arabella laying on his bed with a journal in her hands.

"It's like an ego boost, honestly." She looked up at him as he walked over to the bed, positioning himself to be inches away from her.

"I'm sure, I was obsessed, or in love, one of those." He got even closer to her, then grabbed the journal from her hand and walked away with it, leaving Arabella sighing.

"Both, and as you should've been, I was hot in the 1800s if I do say so myself." Arabella jokingly flipped her hair back and Stefan rolled his eyes as he began to get dressed.

"Im going to bed, are you staying here or do you have a place to go tonight?" Stefan looked over at Arabella as he put on his wife-beater, hoping she'd stay with him.

"If I do stay here, am I going to wake up with a stake in my heart from your brother? Or no?" She tilted her head and sat up on the bed.

"No. He's too busy relishing in his time with Elena." Stefan finished getting dressed and Arabella squinted her eyes, trying to read Stefan and why he was so careless talking about Damon and Elena. She gave up after a few seconds when she realized she really didn't want to spend her time thinking of them.

Stefan turned off his light, then walked over to his bed and laid down on the opposite side of Arabella. "I'll stay." Arabella faced Stefan and he tilted his head to the empty spot next to him. She laid down next to him and before she could process anything, his arm was around her and she had her head rested on his chest.

In his clothes.

In his bed.

In his arms.

~

The next morning, Stefan and Arabella had waken up around the same time, they both walked downstairs to see Damon and Elena hysterically laughing after being silent for the minute it took to come down the stairs.

Stefan saw Damon and Elena for a split second before sighing, and Arabella saw them and tried not to laugh as they looked at her in shock.

"She stayed the night?" Elena looked at Stefan, now completely ignoring Arabella's existence.

"You stayed the night?" Stefan replied, Elena opened her mouth then closed it, not knowing what to say.

"Yes, I'm going to Duke today, with Damon." Elena stood up with Damon. Arabella and Damon made eye contact for a second, pure disgust in both of their eyes.

"Yes, you go to Duke to find out about your mom who doesn't care about you, don't worry, Stefan and I will take care of your newbie vampire "best" friend." Arabella snapped the second Elena looked at her weird.

Everyone went silent after that. Damon and Elena walked outside to Damon's car and Stefan spun himself to look at Arabella with a shocked expression on his face.

"Wow."

"Don't even comment on it." Arabella straightened herself up before looking at Stefan, "Do you have any clothes? Or a laundry room?" She tilted her head at him.

"In my room, help yourself." He waved his arm towards the stairs leading to his room and she walked away, he followed afterward.

Arabella walked over to Stefan's closet as her eyes scanned all of the clothes. She saw a black button-up that was thin fabric, meaning it was translucent. She grabbed the button-up, the tank top she was wearing the day before, and a pair of shorts that were in his dresser drawer, from a girl.