We chatted whilst taking some wine by the counter. We were just trying to kill some time when something caught my eye. It was a massive, golden frame with a black and white photograph of the first founding families. History and photography interested me. I walked towards it, with the glass of wine in my hand as Damon followed close behind. I examined the picture. The wall was full of photos and letters. I was intrigued. Then I noticed something rather peculiar.
"Is that signed... Damon and Stefan Salvatore?"
"Yeah, they were the uh...original Salvatore brothers."
"Wow, it must be pretty awesome having a family so rich in history."
"Meh, it's alright I guess." I scoffed.
"And that guy in the picture, he looks a lot like you and Stefan which is somewhat odd cause even though you and Stefan are brothers, you don't look alike."
"Yeah, we get that a lot. Plus the guy in the picture was the father of the original Salvatore brothers. So, you have a pretty good eye for detail. We are his descendents after all. But this is boring, let's dance." He said rolling his eyes and pulling me towards the dance floor.
“Look who found his dancing shoes.” I mused as I held my right hand up and went around in a circle with Damon.
He smiled and then leaned forward slightly. His hand touched with my own as he leaned in towards my face. Almost as if he were desiring a kiss.
"How come you asked me to dance?" I asked as he twirled me around.
"You're my fake girlfriend remember?" He said leaning in closer, so our foreheads were touching.
“Ah, Ah, Ah.” I scolded shaking a finger, “No touching Mister Salvatore those are the rules.”
He chuckled, lifting his left hand up, “I thought you didn’t believe in rules.”
"Now why would you think that?" I smirked. The song had just finished, so I walked off before I heard his answer. I saw Stefan talking to Elena by the window. I ran towards him and engulfed him in a hug and Elena too shortly after.
"How is my favourite couple in the whole wide world doing?" Stefan chuckled.
"Pretty good thanks." Elena laughed.
"Pretty boring though, don't you think?" Elena just smiled but looked guilty about something.
"Elena, you ok?" I asked concerned.
"Yeah, I'm fine. It's nothing." They looked so happy together. It brought back bad memories from back home. I had only had one serious relationship in the past.I chuckled and looked over at Stefan and Elena, who were sucking face. I rolled my eyes at them.
"Gosh Stefan, when you drink you go all out! Get a room you too." I called out to them.
"Not a bad idea." He said with a huge grin on his face as him and Elena pulled apart. She turned a shade of red as Damon and I started laughing. Stefan got up and pulled Elena with him towards the door.
"Hey, I was kidding!" I called after them. Stefan just smirked back at me and Elena shrugged and waved as he pulled her through the crowd. I shook my head and turned my attention back to Damon.
"Guess it's just you and me, D." I told him with a laugh.
"Guess so." He said with a smile. I smiled back at him and looked into his eyes. I broke contact and looked down at my beer bottle, taking a drink.
Damon and I sat for a while, talking and laughing, just enjoying the music and each others company.
"I'm going to go get us some more drinks." Damon said as he stood up.
"Okay." I said as he walked away. I watched him until I couldnt see him anymore. I looked around me and saw all the couples dancing, laughing, kissing, and having fun. I turned my attention back to the table as Damon sat back down. Wait it wasnt Damon, but a tanned, toned blonde guy.
"Now what is such a gorgeous little thing doing all by herself in a place like this?" the blonde guys asked me.
"Why do you want to know...?" I asked with a smirk on my face. The guy smiled at me and extended his hand.
"Jason." He said. I took his hand and shook it.
"Jane." I said back.
"Well, Jane, I hate to be forward, but how about you and I go somewhere a little more private and get to know each other?" Jason said as he put a hand on my thigh and slid it up to the hem of my skirt. I looked down at it and then back up at him with a smirk on my face.
"It must be hard with your sense of direction, finding your way to a decent pick-up line." I said as I picked his hand up off my leg and put it on the table before standing up. I looked over to see Damon heading for the door.
I got outside and found out that it was pouring rain. I looked around and saw him heading for his car down the street. I ran after him and grabbed his arm as he was about to cross the street.
"What were you going to do, just leave me there all alone in that bar?" I asked him with a smile as I looked up at him. The rain had completely soaked him, making his hair hang down in his face over his eyes. I ran a hand through my hair to get it out of my face and looked up at him again. He had a sad, but slightly angry look on his face. He jerked his arm out of my grip.
"You looked a little busy." He said coldly before turning and crossing the street. I groaned and ran after him. I took hold of his arm again and turned him to face me.
"What, are you jealous or something?" I asked him, looking into his eyes. There was water running down his face and he looked so hot right then. I let out a sigh as I took in his appearance.
"No." he said and tried to walk away. I moved in front of him and stopped him.
"Well, if you were, I wouldnt mind." I said as I smiled, biting my bottom lip. He raised an eyebrow.
"What are you saying?" he asked me. I groaned.
"I'm saying that I wouldnt mind if you were jealous since that would be kind of good..." I said and looked down at my feet, which were freezing since I was wearing strappy heels.
All of a sudden I felt Damon pull my head up and his lips cover mine. He pulled me close to him by the waist and I wrapped my arms around his next. I felt his grip on my waist tighten as what started out as a sweet, innocent kiss became a hot, passionate one. I grabbed his neck, pulling his head down further."Mmm..." he moaned against my lips. Our lips moved in sync for a few minutes. I could feel him smiling and he kissed back then we both pulled back and laid each others foreheads on each others.
"What was that for?" He whispered, smirking. I smiled and kissed him again. He took my hand and ran to a secluded room, back into the Lockwood's house. He wrapped one arm around my waist and we closed our eyes and his lips were upon mine. It was an intoxicating kiss that almost left me breathless. I wrapped my arms around his neck.
He then slowly put me onto a couch whilst hovering over me. He was on my lips then started to move down my neck. I held a in moan. He smiled as he noticed, then once he reached my collar bone he softly bit and I gave in. He smirked then rubbed my waist grinding onto me.
"Damon..." I said softly.
Then I grabbed his shirt and turned him over to where I was on top him he was surprised at first. Then I whispered into his ear.
"I can't let you have all the fun now can I?" I then kissed his neck. I felt his arms go around me, clenching my back. I smiled then went back to his lips. Once he pulled back, I rested my forehead on his and we looked into each others eyes.
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The Diary of Jane
Fiksi PenggemarJane Moreau leaves her home in France and settles in Mystic Falls but she has no idea what's in store for her.