Fallon is the older sister of Elena and Jeremy Gilbert, and she is a brand new lawyer in a very prestigious law firm. When Fallon returns home after learning that her Uncle John, and Elena's friend Caroline, have been in an accident and the Mayor wa...
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"Wakey, wakey, sleepyhead." She heard someone coax into her ear. Fallon groaned at the sudden noise and nestled further into her sheets. She thought she was left at peace again but was suddenly met with the cold air of her room when her duvet was ripped off of her.
Gasping at the sudden cold she sat up to see Damon smirking at her with her duvet in his arms. She narrowed her eyes at him before reaching behind her and chucking her pillow at his face.
He closed his eyes and embraced the impact of the pillow hitting him in the face. He only opened them when he heard the snicker of Fallon from the bed and saw her laughing at her success.
"You done?" He asked and she nodded.
"I'm done." She said and she got up and stretched. "Why are you waking me up at this ungodly hour?" She asked as she moved around her room to get her shower supplies and her clothes.
"It's twelve in the afternoon." He says and Fallon stops to register this.
"Huh." Was all she said before coming out of her closet and facing him again. "Still doesn't answer my question of why." She said before heading through to her ensuite bathroom. Damon followed her in there as she turned the shower on.
"Jenna is hosting a barbecue. And Mason Lockwood will be there, so I'm going to stab him with silver to prove that he's a werewolf." He said as he leaned against the doorway with his arms crossed.
Fallon turned to him with a skeptical look. "Are you sure that's a good idea?" She asks him.
"Everything I come up with is a good idea." He says with a smug smile making Fallon scoff.
"Okay, hotshot. Just don't go making enemies with this guy, alright? If what Vanessa said was true, then werewolves can kill vampires with just one bite. I don't know about you, but I would rather you didn't die." She said before taking her hoodie off.
"Fallon, you have just warmed this old man's cold, dead heart." He said as he places a hand on his chest. "That was probably the nicest thing you have ever said to me." He says and she rolls her eyes.
"Actually, go ahead. Piss Mason Lockwood off. I hope he bites you in the ass." She smiles at him sarcastically and he scoffs. She laughs at the thought and continues. "Imagine how embarrassing that would be for you, if you were to die because of a werewolf bite on your asscheek." She laughs loudly and he rolls his eyes at her.
"You ruined such a nice moment." He said and she shrugs.
"It would've been if you weren't being a dick." She said before shutting the door in his face.
"Rude!" He said loudly before smirking and walking out of her room.
About twenty minutes later, Fallon was dressed and ready for the day, and she headed downstairs where she could hear laughter in the kitchen.
