Queen Of New Orleans [#Wattys2015]

6. The Masquerade

Elena's POV
I hit the dance floor and the guy I was starring at grab my arm from behind and twirls me around and pulls me into his arms as we dance,
"So your the Elena Petrova the most powerful and most definitely sexy woman in the world" he whispers in my ear as he pulls me in closer,
"Yes I am who are you ?" I look up and down on him,
"Well I'm Damon Salvatore, you are attracted to me by the way you looked at me when you went to claim your thrown" Damon whispers again and slides his left hand on waist to the top of my ass,
"Your the oldest out the Salvatore brothers aren't you" I whisper back to him,
"Yep your correct and the most cockiest Salvatore" his lips were just a few millimetres away from my ear, "cut the crap Damon what do you want I know you're not here to flirt with me your here for something else aren't you" I pulled away ruining his dirty talk,
"We need" he looked around searching for someone or something,
"What do you mean we" I stared hard at his lips, that said kiss me,
"Well my brother and his girlfriend we've got into a mess with Klaus....."
"And you expect me to help you out of it" I interpreted him and I pulled away from dancing with him,
"I thought you were attractive but not when you expect other people to clean your own mess you made" I walked away from him and bumped into the other Salvatore, the younger and nicer Salvatore,
"Dance" he offered me his hand and I grasped it with my hand, a blonde hair girl glared hard at me, she was now dancing with Damon,
"Sorry about my brother what he was trying to say was can you help us" he constantly stared at me like he knew me,
"Let me guess Stefan right" I smiled at him,
"Yes I'm sorry you exactly like someone I know" he frowned but I knew who he was talking about he was talking about Katherine Pierce, A.K.A Katerina Petrova my twin sister, but I don't class her as my sister, she's nothing to me,
"Get it right the person you know looks exactly like me, I'm 1 million years old and she's 535 years old I'm not dumb I know Katherine she asked me for help for the same reason" I corrected him and he stared at me in surprise,
"Well would you help her?" He stared hard at me,
"I'll think about it okay" I pulled away and walked of, when I reached the door Damon stood in front of me,
"Now where do you think you are going missy, Dance with me" Damon grabbed my hand and took me on to the dance floor,
"So I see my Brother can persuade you more than I can" Damon pulled me closer,
"Well he asked in a nicer way" as we slow danced he started to slowly move his left hand lower until it reached my ass,
"Do you have to touch a woman in that way" I whispered in his ear,
"Uhm do you like it?" He asked me whispering into my ear as he slowly started to rub,
"Yes I do" I leaned my chin on his shoulder and I looked behind him, I saw a jealous girl dancing with Stefan,
"Then you wouldn't mind" he slipped his fingers under the gaps of my dress but still touching my ass,
"Someone's getting jealous" I pointed out to Damon,
"Oh it shouldn't bother her that's Stefan's girlfriend" when Damon said that he frowned as like he was upset,
"You have a thing for her don't you" I looked up at him,
"Yes but it doesn't matter, she doesn't want me in that way, some times I wish I would die already I don't even know why I am asking you to save her" he frowned harder as he tried to stop crying, I could already see what ever she was doing was hurting him,
"What has she been doing tell me cause I need to know who I'm saving first" I lifted his chin up so that he was looking at me,
"Just stuff like teasing in so many ways" a tear trickled down his cheek but he let it run down,
"You don't need her Damon you deserve someone better than her move on and find someone else" I whipped his tear away,
"Like who?" He looked at me with a certain look,
"Anyone you know oh sorry I've got to go bye" I gave him a kiss on the cheek and ran out the double doors running outside towards the big wooden platform that had my seat on it with musclely men lifting it up, I started to get ready for the Parade.