She loved to dance, and he loved to watch.
Stefan Salvatore AU short story.
I do not own S. Salvatore, I just own this character and my plot.
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STEFAN WAS PATIENTLY WAITING FOR THE NIGHT, BUT IT SEEMED LIKE CENTURIES. He walked around the club in the daylight, asking people if they knew her, but none of them cared.
Stefan even used compulsion, something he hated using on humans, but even that didn't work. No one knew who she was or why she was dancing like it was her last night.
When the club opened, and the music started playing loudly his phone rang and he sighed looking at the caller's ID. "What do you want, Damon?" Stefan asked as his eyes wandered around, looking for the mystery girl that turned his world upside down.
"Well, little brother, first, I didn't think of you as a clubber, secondly, where the hell are you?" Damon snapped causing Stefan to roll his eyes.
"I didn't think you cared," Stefan pointed out and paused when he saw a similar piece of light hair appear on the dance floor. He prayed to God, who he didn't believe, just that it was her. He knew he'd be braver this time, that he'd walk up to her, ask her name.
Probably take her back to his hotel, and do things to her that she would never forget. "Stefan?!" Damon hissed loudly from the other side.
"Ahh, yeah...," he trailed off when he saw that it wasn't her. "I'll be back soon. Just needed a fresh week without all the supernatural drama."
And then he saw her. This time she was spinning around to the loud music, her blue jeans hugging her legs just perfectly. The red crop top made her look incredibly hot, as Stefan stared at her with a growing smirk. "I... I have to go," he stated in monotone voice as she glanced back at Stefan with eyes that screamed come and get me.
"What?! Stefan--!" Damon shouted but Stefan had already hung up as he stared at the keeper of his heart and smirked back at her.
When a guy approached her Stefan moved to stop him from touching something he wanted for himself, but the mysterious woman shook her head at Stefan. That was the first time he saw her do something rather than dance and smile.
He obeyed to her and didn't know why. She grabbed the guy's neck and licked his lips, causing a sneer to leave Stefan's mouth. He hated how she made him jealous already. But mostly he wanted to be in the guy's place.
She then pulled away from the guy, who looked amazed by her move, and went to kiss her, but she just turned her back on him and started grinding to the music, staring at Stefan with her blue eyes and a smirk.
Their eyes were burning into each other's and then Stefan started walking. He was confident, because deep down he knew he was good looking, and he knew he had the power of taking things.
When he approached her his heart started beating loudly, a sense of euphoria flowed through him.
When she raised her eyes at him again, he knew he'd never look away. "Find your own girl," the guy snapped at Stefan, but Stefan just glared at him with the most dark look, causing the guy to walk away.
He looked back at her and she had already stopped dancing, something he thought he wouldn't see. "What is your name?" he asked her loudly with a smirk.
Instead of saying anything, she just started dancing and he raised his eyebrow in confusion. "I'm Stefan Salvatore," he mused and she turned to look at him.
She placed her hands on his neck and it made him weak on his knees, because she felt so good. Her touch made him feel things he thought he wasn't able to feel.
He grabbed her waist like she was only his, a little too rough, but that didn't make her pull away. She just leaned forward to his lips and he looked at her blue eyes.
They started dancing, and Stefan couldn't remember how he ended up in his hotel room the next morning with no trace of her once again.
