It was close to nine when we returned to grandma's. My friends bid goodnight as they trekked upstairs. They weren't going to sleep, but since they just met my grandparents, they didn't want to impose downstairs. I followed them up to say my goodnights to them and ask them what they thought. I stayed in the room with the girls and Stefan for a bit before going to Damon's room. We laughed together at the compulsion he pulled earlier. Then I asked him what he seriously thought of everyone. He gave me his honest opinions, which most I agreed with. He said he really liked my mom and my grandparents and he kissed my hand gently. I smiled, blushed, and kissed him goodnight.
"I love you," he said softly.
"I love you too," I replied.
Tomorrow we were going to meet my friends at an ice cream place for a party.
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His name is Damon.
FanfictionWhen I moved to Mystic Falls, I never expected to meet anyone like him. He changed my whole world. His name is Damon Salvatore.
