Sweet Caroline // Klaroline

Chapter Two

Caroline was standing in front of her  full-length mirror, she smoothed out the creases in her dress and tried to pull it down a little bit. The dress was tiny, it just looked like a tight top with stopped under her bum: she wasn't comfortable with it at all. Carter only asked her to wear this because she used to wear tiny dresses when she was younger. Her red heels were normal for her, the colour was a little overdramatic, but she was used to wearing heels by now.

Klaus came up behind her, his arms going round her waist: hugging her, as he kissed her neck.

"Are you sure about this?" He asked, his voice was vibrating against her neck.

"I'm one hundred percent certain." She breathed out.

"Did you really wear these clothes when you were younger?" He looked at her revealing dress through the mirror. "I would never let you go out like that."

"Well druggy Caroline never thought about herself back in the day. Anyway, I'll be home by midnight at the latest." She lied to him. She didn't actually know when she would be home, she was going to try and find Bonnie. "Take care of Alfie and don't let anyone in the apartment." She span round in his arms and looked up to him.

"He'll be fine. I hate that I'm not coming with you, or even with the cops."

"He knows what you look like, it'll be suspicious if he sees you. It could put this whole thing at risk." She said, hugging him tighter.

"I know, I love you so much." He pecked her lips.

"I love you too." She kissed him back.

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Caroline was walking along the corridor, walking to Carters old apartment door. When she reached door 32, she knocked.

The door swung open almost immediately and Caroline was greeted with a delighted looking Carter Goodwin.

"Caroline." He smirked, looking her up and down.

"Carter." She nodded at him then walked past him into the apartment.

"Did you come alone?"

"The cops know." She said bluntly.

"What do you mean they know?" He said angrily, walking up to her and grilling her upper arms.

"They know who you are, they know what you are." She hissed.

His gripped tightened on her, making her gasp. "You idiot."

"But I took out my microphone, I sent them to another apartment building."

He loosened his grip. "Why would you do that?"

"Because I want Bonnie back. If I didn't tell them, they would be suspicious to where I was going." She stepped back from him and rubbing her arms.

"Smart. I like it." He smirked at her. "Now that we're alone, what would you like to do?"

"Hand Bonnie back."

"No."

"Hand Bonnie back, otherwise I'll leave this room right now. I will walk out on you again like I did last time."

Hurt flashed across his face. "Fine. I'll take you. When will you bring Alfie?"

"He's not coming." She told him sternly.