Ignorance ➹ Niklaus Mikaelson

Chapter Eighteen

Bonding

I had fallen asleep for majority of our first flight. You see, there isn't a plane that goes straight from New York to San Fransisco because it's so far away. The first flight is taking us to Pennsylvania and then we'll go to California from there. Klaus had gotten us first class tickets. I wasn't sure if he had compelled someone to get them or if he actually bought them, but either way, we were on our way.

For once, I didn't have any dreams. I wasn't sure if I was even asleep or if I was just lost in my own conscience. I was terrified of everything that was about to take place within the next few days. I was going to attempt to strike a deal with the man who had killed my mother. I don't think I really realized how big of a deal this was.

"You alright, love?" Klaus asked, looking down at me. I had been curled up in my seat for hours and frankly, I was extremely uncomfortable. My legs were cramping up and I wanted nothing more than to stretch out and finally get some rest.

"I'm fine," I lied. "I'm just a little worried and can't seem to relax. I just need a bit of comfort I guess."

"I have an idea," he grinned, revealing a dimple. I mentally 'awed' at him before waiting for him to explain. "Close your eyes."

I did as he said and soon found myself falling asleep as I listened to the sound of Klaus's voice beginning to tell a story.

"Wow, it's so beautiful," I grinned. "How does nobody know about this place?"

We stood on top of a huge cliff. The view of New York was perfect from there. The city never looked more alive as I stood there with the man I loved.

"Oh you know," he kicked a rock. "They don't have time to explore. They're too busy in their own world, but me, I've got all the time in the world."

"That's a really big drop off," I frowned as I backed away from the edge. If I fell, I would die on impact. "I've always wanted to go cliff diving. We should go one day!"

"Why not today?" He smirked. I watched him curiously as he walked to the edge before falling backwards. I screamed as I ran closer to the edge. There he stood looking up at me with a grin on his face. "Jump!"

"Are you insane?" I yelled down to him. "I could die!"

"I wouldn't let that happen," he chuckled. "I love you. I'm going to catch you. I always will. You trust me, don't you?"

I took a deep breath before walking completely to the edge and turning around. I spread my arms out on either side of me and leant back. My feet flew out from under me and the wind blew my hair all around me.

I was getting closer to the ground and I clutched my eyes shut in fear. The impact never came. There was only the feeling of two arms that wrapped around me.

Klaus leant down and kissed my cheek before placing me back onto the ground. I grinned at him and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"You really are amazing," I said before placing a kiss on his lips.

"No," he disagreed. "That's you."

I opened my eyes to find Klaus still had his shut. I leant forward in my seat and stared at him. Klaus opened his eyes and smiled at me.

"Like something you see?" He asked cockily. I laughed and looked down at the ground. I slowly looked back up at him.

"Do you still love me?" I asked, searching for any emotion. He didn't show any. He stared blankly ahead of him. He refused to make eye contact with me.

"I," he started, but he didn't seem to know what to say. "I still care for you. I hope that one day you can understand why."

Did that mean that he didn't love me anymore? I decided to leave it alone as I sat back into my seat. I hesitantly leant over and laid my head on Klaus's arm. He seemed surprised by my actions, but he lifted his arm and wrapped it around me, pulling me into his chest. It wasn't weird like it should have been. It felt more natural, and I felt safe.

"I know I don't really remember," I said, breathing in the scent of his cologne. "But thank you for spending your time on that lost girl you met at the wedding. I may not remember you, but I remember her. She needed it. She needed you."

"I would do it all over again, yah know?" He smiled faintly at the memory. "I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure that you are happy."

I admired him for that. If you were to ask any one else in the world about Niklaus Mikaelson, they would tell you that he was a selfish, heartless, hybrid who was incapable of compassion. That was all just some facade. When I looked at him, I saw hope. I see a man who has been betrayed more times than you could count. I see someone who feels every emotion, but fights against it. I see a man who is more than capable of compassion. I see a man who loves harder than any other.

I don't care what anyone else thinks. Klaus wasn't the big bad wolf that he claimed to be. He was the guy that had once stole my heart, and he did what he thought was best by giving it back. As I laid cuddled up to him, I realized that I was slowly giving it back to him.

"I'm sorry to bother you," a woman in her mid-thirties stopped as she was walking past us. "But you two are such a cute couple."

"Thanks," I grinned and snuggled deeper into Klaus's chest. She just grinned before continuing to wherever she was going. I didn't care to correct her.

His chest moved ever so slightly as he laughed, and he began to run his fingers through my hair. The best feeling in the world is when someone plays with your hair. I fluttered my eyes shut and enjoyed the attention I was getting. When he stopped, I opened my eyes and frowned.

"You always did love it when I did that," Klaus snickered. "You'd ask me to play with your hair whenever we were watching a movie. You asked me so much, it just became a habit."

"Sounds about right," I laughed. "Whenever I was like five, my dad would always attempt to fix my hair. He would end up making a mess with it and he had to comb it back down with his fingers. As I grew up, he quit doing it. I guess I just missed it so much that now that anytime someone plays with my hair, I go a little soft."

"Yeah I know," Klaus nodded. "You've told me about a billion times."

"It's so weird that you know so much about me, yet I know nothing about you," I said, staring up at him. "I just know that I trust you with everything. If this goes the way I want, I'll remember why. I'll remember you."

"Don't get your hopes up," Klaus warned me. "He isn't going to be easily persuaded. Let me deal with him."

"You've tried that before and it obviously didn't work. I need to try to handle this on my own. You're here to be my backup. You'll be there if he decides not to cooperate," I stopped him.

"Just please be careful," he begged. "I don't know what I would do if I lost you."

"You already have once."

"And I don't plan on doing it again."