Never Over ( Ian Somerhalder )

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"I'm just going to my room" I played cooly trying not to give anything away.

"Oh mind if I join you?" she asked smiling brightly almost like she was forcing it.

"Actually I was going to shower, you know how being in a car crash can damage your hair." I said slowly trailing up the stairs at the end of the hall.

"Oh okay sure."

I signed in relief and sprinted the rest of the way up to.... I don't have a room, I realized.

I walked into what I remember was Damon's room and closed the door.

I looked around for a while before I saw no escape. Or...

I walked towards the window and looked down. A black railing stood on the outside. Probably to stop crazy woman like me from jumping out. It wasn't that much of a fall but knowing me I'd somehow fall upside down and break my neck.

Oh well.

I opened the window and placed one foot out. I looked down and started to panic as I realized what I was about to do.

Oh god.

My breathing was loud and uneven as I moved my other foot over the railing.

As I was about to let go I heard the door of the room open and in a second hands wrapped around my shoulders restraining me from falling forward.

"What the actual fûck are you doing?" screamed none other than Damon.

"Uh.. well... You see sometimes I like pretending that I'm Rose from titanic and I stand on my window and stuff." I said. Real smooth silver!

"Are you trying to run away?" Damon growled as he pulled me back into the room shutting my only hope of escaping.

He turned around and narrowed his eyes making me cower back into the wall.

"I heard you and Stefan talking. I know your going to kill me." I said crossing my arms over my chest and standing a little taller.

"You were eavesdropping on our conversation?" He yelled taking a menacing step toward me, making me fall right back down and push myself further into the wall as if it was possible to fall right into it.

"I wasn't... I was... I just heard a part... and..." I stuttered over my words not being able to form a sentence as fear over took my vocal cords.

He took another step towards me. If he came just a little closer...

My eyes widen as I notice our position and how helpless I was.

"Please don't hurt me." I whisper quietly and looked down at my feet.

I felt his hand go up and caress my cheek as his other hand grabbed my waist. I looked up and noticed his eyes soften.

"Nothing is going to happen to you I promise." he muttered just a softly as I did.

"But Stefan-"

"He was only suggesting a theory that will never happen. We'll find another way but for now let's just rest okay?" I nodded and signed.

He came in closer and I felt his breath fanning across my face.

He leaned forward and our lips met in a small kiss. He looked into my eyes and grabbed my wrist pulling me towards his bed.

"Uh..I."

"Don't worry we're only going to sleep." he smiled and patted the bed next to him.

I slowly crawled towards him and laid down, keeping appropriate distance between us.

Damon played with my hair for a while and I felt my eyes flutter as they closed but before my mind lost conscience I felt his soft lips place a kiss on my head and I smiled in my sleep. Weird.