Alina's Past Lives.

A False Death.

Elena and I rifled through a box of clothes that Stefan had handed us. We laughed at all the ridiculous outfits and held them up against ourselves. "What do you think?" Elena asked. "Twiggy or sexy hippie?" "Oooh" Stefan said as he appeared in the room. "Defiantly the sexy hippie." I laughed. "Ooh you should have this one." Elena said pulling out a dress similar to hers but instead of purple it was red and orange. I took the dress from her and held up against my body. I smiled at her and gave her a thumbs up. "You know it's not too late to back out." Stefan stated. "What and miss out on all the fun." I replied. Elena turned around and suddenly found herself intrigued with the box of clothes. I looked to Stefan and nodded my head at Elena so he walked forwards. She turned around and sighed as he tucked her hair behind her ears. "All this time worrying about Klaus and I think I've convinced myself he's not real." She admitted. "But he is." "And tonight we put an end to him." Stefan said softly. "I love you." Elena whispered as she tip toed and closed the distance between the two of them. "Ugh! Some warning would have been nice." I stated before walking out of the room and in to another one down the hall. I shut the door behind me and stripped down to my underwear. Just as I was about to put the dress on someone gripped my hips tightly and lay butterfly kisses in the crook of my neck. "Don't you ever knock?" I questioned as I leaned back against his chest. He chuckled sending vibrations across my skin. "But when I don't knock I get to see you like this." He let go of me then and blurred in front of me as his eyes shamelessly roamed my body. I rolled my eyes as a smirk spread across his face. I quickly pulled the dress over my head and he pouted. "I like you better without the clothes." He smirked with a raised eyebrow. "Too bad." I retorted as I moved in to his bedroom so I could do my hair. "You know," He replied as he followed me wrapping his arms around my waist as he kissed my neck. "We could always tell Stefan and Elena to meet us there then we'd have the house to ourselves." He suggested seductively as he wiggled his eyebrows in the mirror. I turned around in his grip and pressed my mouth down on his as my hands tangled in to his hair. He groaned against my mouth as I granted his tongue access. His hands slipped from my waist and around to my backside. He squeezed gently before cupping and lifting me up so I could sit on the counter behind me. He slid my dress up to my waist and then went to unbutton his shirt but I grabbed his hands and stopped him as I pulled my mouth away from his breathing heavily. "Sorry," I whispered breathlessly. "I'm abstinent remember?" His eyes widened. "You were serious about that?" He gasped. "As a heart attack." I replied as I slid off the counter and started to do my hair again with a smirk across my face. "I'm sorry okay. What can I do to make it up to you?" Damon said giving me his best puppy dog look. "Oh no. You made your bed and now you can lie in it." I replied. "But what fun is lying in a bed if you won't be lying with me?" He questioned. I shrugged in response as I pulled the top half of my hair back before pushing it up in to a bump and clipping it in place. "Abstinent just means no sex. It doesn't mean I can't sleep in your arms." I replied. The rest of my hair was in waves so I swept it over the side and clipped it there before turning back to Damon. "But having you spooned against my body will just make my mind think of various other positions you could be lying in. None of which are PG rated." He smirked. "You're insufferable." I grabbed my white belt from the side and tied it in place before I turned back to Damon with a smile on my face. "Done." I stated He rolled his eye as he held out his hand for me. "Come on then." I took his hand and gripped it tightly in mine.