A/N: I hope I don't disappoint. Di ko feel. Huhu. Sorry po in advance.
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"Stefan," I whined.
"Damon," Thomas firmly answered.
"No! Stefan all the way!"
"No way. Damon should be with Elena,"
"Stefan,"
"Damon,"
I groaned. We were both stubborn and we wouldn't give way to each other. We were watching reruns of The Vampire Diaries in my dorm room because we both have a free day from school. I was curled up on Thomas' side with his arm on my shoulder.
"Why Damon? All they do is have sex!" I whined. "It's so obvious that Stefan loves Elena more. Do you remember when Klaus turned off Stefan's humanity? He tried so hard to fight his urge and even warned her to run away!"
"Their relationship isn't just about that!" He argued. "He may be an asshole at times but Damon loves and cares for Elena in his own way. You just want Stefan because he looks better for you,"
I laughed at his last statement. "Okay! I admit that in terms of looks, Stefan outranks Damon more but seriously, Stefan and Elena are better for each other,"
Thomas groaned as he turned to look at me. "I'm not changing my answer. Stefan was always too sensitive for her. Damon can handle Elena better compared to Stefan,"
"I can't believe we're having an argument about this," I chuckled.
"Babe, just agree with me that Delena is the endgame,"
"No way!" I have no intention of backing down. "Stelena is the endgame, Thomas,"
"Delena,"
"Stelena,"
"Delena," he firmly said.
"Stelena!"
I don't know how many times we did that but our debate was cut off when the door of my dorm room opened. I remember locking it when we came in and I'm sure that if any sane person would knock before entering. Thomas and I didn't bother moving away from each other as we turned to look at who the intruder was.
I suddenly wished that the ground would swallow me up. I am screwed. Actually, both of us are.
"Ahia!" I squeaked as I bolted to my feet. I glanced at Thomas who looked horrified as well. Of course, he know what my brother looks like so there's no reason for him not to recognize who was standing by the door.
From debating about which pairing is better to this, it's almost like a whole 180-degree turn. This is definitely a surprise. I don't remember him coming home any time this month. If I did, I would've done everything that I could to avoid this encounter. Most definitely, Thomas and I wouldn't be in my dorm room because I gave ahia my spare key before he left. I remember telling him that if he ever feels like taking a break, he's always welcome in my dorm room.
"You're back," I awkwardly stated.
"Yeah. I just got back a couple of hours ago. Mom and dad said that you were staying here so I decided to surprise you but it seems like I'm the one who got surprised," he stated before turning to Thomas. "And who are you?" His tone was nowhere near kind and honestly, that pissed me off.
"Kuya!" I glared at him before looking at Thomas, who was now standing as well, apologetically. "Sorry. Hindi ko alam. Maybe you should go for now,"
"No," ahia firmly said. "He's staying here and you two are going to explain to me what's going on. Marga, who the hell is he? Aren't you supposed to be engaged to someone else? As far as I can remember, hindi siya iyon!"
