You're No Monster // Klaroline

Chapter Nine

Caroline's POV

I sigh as my call to Klaus is dismissed yet again. He's been ignoring me ever since he left my house that day. I guess what I said really had an effect over him.

"Klaus, it's me again. Please just call me back, we need to talk," I sound like a desperate little girl constantly craving a guy's attention, but I need to speak to him. I have to tell him the truth, whether it costs mine and Tyler's friendship. Klaus deserves to know the truth.

I try calling one more time, only to hear a knock on my door, and a voicemail. I huff before opening it.

"Klaus," I gasp. He stares into my eyes, no cocky smirk on his face for once.

"I got your messages. I'm kind of tired so if you could hurry-"

"You didn't return any of my calls for three days!" I argue, ready to start a fight but his expression remains the same.

"I don't want to argue with you right now, Caroline. I was on a small witch hunt and didn't have time for non-important matters," His eyes glare at me, but I can tell he's hurt.

"I'm sorry Klaus," I want to hug him so badly right now, it's hard to even stop myself. He seems so broken and hurt...

"For what?"

"For lying to you, for not telling you the truth," I admit. It's all so much with my mother and the breakup with Tyler and now dealing with my feelings for Klaus. Tears well in my eyes. I am so sick of crying all the damn time!

"Don't worry, I understand," Klaus stares sympathetically. He forgets his annoyance for me when seeing my current state.

"No you don't. I lied when I told you I didn't like you. I have been lying to you and myself and Tyler- Klaus I like you. I like you and I can't help myself when it comes to you. When I thought you were ignoring me I couldn't stand it. I hated myself for making you think I hate you-" He stops me.

"You shouldn't have hated yourself Caroline. I didn't expect you to fall head over heels for me, especially after everything you've gone through in these past few months," he says and finally smiles, a genuine smile. I do as well.

"I did though. It's all because I like you, Klaus. I really like you," I vent to the hybrid. I think he's about ready to kiss me but instead he pulls me into a hug. I've never hugged Klaus. It was weird, yet really comforting in a way. Something about his arms wrapped around me and simply holding me felt nice.

"I don't want to take this too fast, okay?" I pull out of his hug, confused.

"Why not?" Klaus smiles.

"Because love, you're grieving and you just got out of a relationship-"

"I don't care. I want this. I want you," I take his hands in mine and force him to look at me.

"I do too. Just not right now."

"Well then when?"

"You'll know."
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It feels so weird. The feeling of happiness, the butterflies that fly around in my belly when I'm around Klaus. It's different then when I was ever with any of my ex-boyfriends.

"Hey, you okay?" Elena asks me, cocking an eyebrow upwards as she holds the book in her hand. I smile with a nod, leaning back into Stefan and Damon's couch. Elena had moved in with Damon a few weeks ago, which I can only imagine must be killing Stefan having to see her with him constantly.

"Yeah just...thinking," I respond. She puts the textbook facing downwards on her lap and smirks at me.

"About what?" She pressures. I roll my eyes with a smile.

"Something..." It was her turn to roll her eyes.

"Care, I know that look anywhere. This is boy drama."

"Damn you Elena Gilbert for figuring me out better than I can," I say with a laugh, and Elena smiles.

"Is it Tyler?" her voice is softer now, more serious. The thought of him makes me mad, but yet I still can't help feeling bad for breaking up with him. I just couldn't do a relationship when I was grieving.

"No, no. I'm over him, trust me on that one," I say with a nervous, fake laugh. She places an arm on my shoulder. The truth is, I'm not sure if I'm over him. The breakup was only a few weeks ago, and between Klaus, mother's death, and Tyler I'm not sure what to feel.

"Is it someone I know?" Maybe I should just lie to her. I don't want to talk to anybody about Klaus because I'm too afraid they'll judge me- especially Elena.

"Yeah, it is," I respond. She scrunches her eyebrows in confusion, attempting to think of guys she knows that I haven't dated.

"Oh my gosh Caroline- is it Alaric?" She whispers. I have to help myself to not burst out laughing.

"Ew, no Elena!" I let a giggle escape my lips and she does as well just as Damon walks into the room. I hadn't seen him since our little 'talk' we had.

"You two? Studying? That's funny," He points a finger at the two of us, causing me to roll my eyes.

"We are!" I argue back in a playful way. He smirks.

"Sure you are," Damon replies sarcastically, filling up a shot glass with a bottle of liquor, then quickly chugging it down.

"Okay, anyways," I tell Elena as her focus turns back to me.

"Wait so if it's not Alaric then... Stefan?!" She gasps louder than it should have been. Damon jerks his head over to us and takes a seat right next to me, making me oddly uncomfortable. I don't want to share my love life with my best friend, let alone Damon!

"Oh my gosh, no! Just please stop guessing," I beg her. She sighs and nods. Damon stares at the two of us for seconds in silence before inhaling to take a breath before he speaks.

"Why are we mentioning Stefan?"

"I'm trying to guess which guy Caroline is hiding from us," Elena explains to her boyfriend. Damon seems intrigued by her words as I mentally curse the two of them.

"So whose the lucky man, Blondie?" He smirks. I shake my head, done with this conversation.

"I'm leaving now," I wave, stepping towards the door.

"Caroline Forbes do not take a single step out of this house! I know who!" Elena claps in joy. I feel my cheeks rush a bright pink, lucky that I'm not able to be seen by them.

I finally get the courage to turn around, and see Elena with her hands on her hips, smirking as Damon looks cluelessly at me.

I look back to Elena who is mouthing 'Klaus' to me. I feel my cheeks get redder by the second. Luckily Damon did not see her little action, and is still standing there, dumbfounded.

"Holy shit. Wait seriously? It is?" Elena shoots me questions which I don't answer.

"Don't you dare say a word to a single soul, Gilbert, or I will personally kill you," I point my finger at her before vamping out of the house.