02. 𝒟 ℐ𝓈 ℱℴ𝓇 𝒟𝒶𝓂𝓃... 𝒪𝓇 𝒟𝒶𝓂ℴ𝓃

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"IT FELT...LIKE NOTHING I HAD EVER FELT BEFORE, IT FELT LIKE I WAS BEING PULLED TO HER, LIKE SHE WAS A MAGNET, MY MAGNET."

Damon sat on his bed, staring at the ceiling as he kept thinking of his interaction with the girl of his dreams.

God, he thought meeting Elena was so different, so life changing. But it didn't compare to meeting Katherine, another one.

Two girls with the same face have the same name, much more complicating.

But she was different from Katherine, that Katherine at least. There was something about her that was drawing Damon to her. Her laugh, her smile, her eyes, the way she bit her lip, her body language during their entire interaction.

God- that girl, she was going to be the death of him.

Both Damon and Katherine stood staring at each other, unsure of what to say, the silence went on for several minutes before Damon finally snapped out of it, blinking a few times, shaking his head.

"Damon Salvatore, and you are?" Damon asked the brunette slyly

Katherine snapped out of it at her question, she smiled softly.

"Katherine, it's, Katherine." The doppelganger spoke making Damon tense

How many doppelgängers had the name Katherine? Was it in their genes or some shit?

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Katherine." Damon told the girl giving her a smirk

Katherine raised an eyebrow, unamused, if this was his attempt at flirting it seemed like his flirting skills died with him the first time.

"Mhmm. Is this you trying to flirt with me?" Katherine asked with an unamused face

"Is it working?" Damon asked tilting his head making Katherine chuckle lightly

"Not really." Katherine stated shaking her head

"Huh, it usually does." Damon muttered

"Well, seems like you might be losing your touch, then." Katherine informed the Salvatore standing up ready to leave

She had to get away from him, she couldn't breathe around him, him not having his memories, her not being abled to jump into his arms. It was torture.

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