lovestruck || tvd

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Stefan's POV:

I looked over at Arabella, who had curiosity as to what my question was, written all over her face. She was hesitant to agree to answer my question, but she did.

"One question." She repositioned herself and I slightly moved the chair I was sitting on, to face her.

"I have at least a hundred questions to ask about you, about us, about the past, but this one," I laughed, trying to lessen the tension, "this one has been bothering me since you died."

"I remember, minutes after you faked your death, everything around me was shaking, people were screaming and running out of Gloria's, after it was all settled, I felt a relief lift off of my shoulders, it felt like when I became a vampire and remembered Katherine's compulsion, I remembered things about you, I wrote about it, but I don't think you went that far."

Arabella stared at me, trying to read me and discover what I was getting to. "I guess what i'm asking, is if you got someone to compel me to forget the love we had, because you've yet to talk about the memories I remember, you talk about the ones that were compelled by Klaus, but they don't match the ones I remember."

Her face went blank, and she looked as though her heart dropped to the floor, she was expressionless, yet obviously shocked, careless, yet curious. Arabella stayed silent, which only made me want to speak up more.

"Arabella?" I don't want to push her, but I want, maybe even need to know.

"I told you, Stefan," She took a deep breath, "Rebekah and Klaus both could compel you, I wouldn't be surprised if Rebekah compelled you to forget about us again, every time you were compelled, we always connected again, shortly after, anyway." She cut herself off after that sentence, like she had something else to say, but she mentally cut herself off. "But if you remember.. it means either Rebekah died, or Klaus daggered her." She looked down at the floor, a hint of relief or realization in her eyes.

"So it wasn't your doing?" I asked, trying to confirm what I thought I was hearing.

"No, Stefan, I wanted you to remember those moments we had, the getting along, being friends, the slowly falling for each other even though everyone else would be against it, all of it. I never would've wanted those memories to be gone, they would've helped in moments like me coming back." Arabella looked back up at me, her eyes looking sadder than they already did, "I guess that explains why you were so distant when I came back? You weren't sure about anything? You thought our past was fake? A dream, maybe?"

"I knew we had a past, Arabella, and I knew it was real, I just.. wasn't sure of much else." Arabella looked back down and I did the same.

I fell in love with her again, every time.

She fell in love with me again, every. time.

Arabella's POV:

I looked at the ground, trying not to show how shocked I was. He remembered something about me? The fact of it made my heart drop and come back up, at least a hundred times.

We both stayed silent, I was speechless and must've not known what to say.

It was deafening silence until Damon and Elena walked in the door.