Loving a Mikaelson

Chapter 22: I'm Yours

Klaus's POV

Chapter 22: I'm Yours

She misses me. After all of the horrible things I've said and done to her, some part of Lacey forgives me. I want her back. More than anything in the world, I want to hold her in my arms. To kiss her, to make her feel like no one has ever made her feel before. I want to make her beg for more. I realize as I stare at the city of New Orleans, how much I miss her. Her smile, her laugh, her eyes. Lacey is part of my life that I will never be able to forget or erase from my memory. Louisiana isn't nearly as beautiful without her.

The city lights aren't as magnificent. Even the flowers even seemed to lose their fragrance. As much as I hate to admit, I had a weakness. There is no doubt Lacey has become my weakness. I'm not supposed to love, or care, but I'm too far gone to change now. Rebekah comes up behind me. "What is it?"

"Get in the truck. We're going home."

Lacey's POV

Now that Klaus is coming back, I feel a huge weight lift from my chest. I feel free to smile, free to laugh, free to be happy. I feel like myself again. I begin to remember who I used to be. Before Mom died, before I was a lonely little girl that never speaks.

Before I was the girl who was alone.

I don't want to feel alone anymore. I don't want to be sad anymore.

A smile lights up my face. Lacey Marie is finally back.

+ + + + +

I head to the kitchen, flipping pancakes. Damon walks in, observing my work. "Want some?" I ask.

"I thought you'd never ask." He jokes. 

"You're in a good mood." He says. "Mhmm." I say, continuing to flip the food. "And you're up early."

"So are you." I counter, smirking at him. "Yeah, that's because I smelled food."

+ + + + +

I spend the day forcing Damon to watch Disney movies that are probably fit for five-year-olds.

"I can't believe you haven't seen Mulan!" I exclaim. Damon chuckled. "Lacey, in 1998 I was 154 years old. Do you honestly think an Asian G-rated movie interested me?"

"Why are we watching this, again?" Damon asked. "Because you love me, and I love this movie. So we're watching it."

"It's a damn good thing, Lacey Marie."

I laugh, I resting my head against his shoulder.

I grin as the Japanese woman in the came close to drinking the cricket.

"At your age, this movie still amuses you?" Damon asks, smirking. "I'll have you know, my mental age is a LOT lower than you'd think." This movie had always been one of my favorites. Damon gives me strange looks when I start to mouth the dialogue. When the movie is over, I switch off the TV. I glance outside, through the window.

"Look!" I said. "The sky is gold! I'm going out there!" I announce. "I swear, this crap makes you sound like a 6-year-old." Damon teases. "Don't stay out too long."

I open the door and it reveals the most beautiful sky I've ever seen. The sun is a tropical orange color that looks like tangerines, and the sky is the color of yellow tulips. "That's amazing." I whisper to myself. "Don't worry, it doesn't even come close to you in comparison." Says a voice. A voice I've been longing to hear for far too long.

The one and only, Niklaus Mikaelson steps out into my view. I run to him, my lips meet his in a perfect embrace. My arms wrapped around his neck and I pulled away, staring at him. "Don't ever let me give up on you." I whisper. "I'm sorry for everything. I don't want to be without you." I pressed my lips to his once more. His ocean blue eyes met mine."Shall we continue this somewhere a little more private?"

"Please."

+ + + + +

"I hear Rebekah." I whisper, when we arrive in the house. Klaus nods. "I guess I'll have to sneak you in." 

I laugh. We carefully sneak up to his room. He shuts the door quietly, then brings his lips to mine. I begin to crave his touch with everything inside me. His fingers stroke my back underneath my shirt. I shiver, running my fingers through his hair. Nothing has ever felt so real. Nothing in the universe could be more right in this moment.

Klaus is the worst thing, but also the best. I want nothing but him. No one else. Nobody can ever compare to the way he makes me feel, inside and out. I love him. I love Niklaus Mikaelson with every part of me that can. And in this perfect moment, I'm completely his. That is, until my phone rings. "The story of my life, I take her home..." My ringtone blares. I decline it, still kissing Klaus. It rings again. Klaus pulls away. "Better get that, love." I groan. "This better be important, Damon."

"Where are you?" He said. "Oh, um Elena invited me to spend the night." I lie. Damon would kill me if he knew what I'm doing right now. "After you went outside to look at the sunrise?" He questions. "Yep. Bye, Damon." I hang up, throwing my phone on the floor. "Come here, love." Klaus said in a husky voice.

"Gladly."

I know, it's short. Sorry! Song is Jaiden! Dedication to Restlesswolf, go read her amazing Klaroline Fanfiction ! The last chapter made me like legit sob. It's called 'Undying love: How Klaroline should be in season 4.

Loves

Mollie xx