Friendship or Love (A Klaroline Fanfic)

Chapter Eleven

Waking up in strong, secure arms as the birds tweeted and chirped their melody left Caroline feeling amazing and loved. Sure, her and Klaus have shared the same bed before, but it never felt to intimate and perfect.

Smiling softly, she turned her head to the side to come face to face with Klaus' blue-green eyes. Seeing his lazy but loving smile, Caroline moved her face forward molding her lips against his.

Moving his hand to rest on her cheek while deepening the kiss, Klaus thought about how lucky he was. He got his girl in his arms and is allowed to kiss her whenever he wishes. He honestly believes he is still dreaming, but as a soft moan comes from his beloved, he smiles, knowing no dream could compare to the tenderness and love that filled their kiss.

Pulling away, but leaving her forehead to rest against his, Caroline whispers "Good morning."

"And what a good morning it is sweetheart." Klaus replies giving her another passionate kiss. "I could get used to this." he mutters, moving his lips along her jaw and down her neck, making her giggle as he tickled her with is stubble.

"Definitely." She breathes, combing her fingers through his soft curls.

"Who used all the bloody milk!" They heard Rebekah's voice shout from downstairs.

"Kol." Came Henrik's simple reply. Hearing the sound of something heavy being thrown, a door slam and Kol's mocking laughter, Klaus and Caroline sighed as they pulled away from each other, both annoyed but a little grateful that they couldn't continue.

"I guess we better go downstairs before somebody dies." Klaus said sarcastically.

"Wouldn't be a normal day without it." She teased.

After Klaus put on a plain black t-shirt and Caroline her white fluffy dressing-gown, Klaus gingerly placed Caroline on his back, then made his way downstairs.

"I don't understand why we didn't just use one of the guest rooms on the bottom floor." Caroline commented.

"I honestly forgot about them." Klaus chuckled.

"Do you two mind, mother is still sleeping." They heard Elijah say - the tone of his voice hinting he was getting annoyed.

"Uh oh." Caroline whispered, knowing what will end up happening.

"'Lijah!" Rebekah complained. "He used all the milk, and everyone knows that I need my morning warm milk and honey."

"Oh hush strumpet. You do realize that there are more people in the house than usual, and not just me right?" Kol said getting irritated. "And don't you think 'need' is a little bit of an exaggeration?"

Just as Caroline and Klaus sauntered into the kitchen, Rebekah poured a bucket full of ice-cold water over Kol's head.

The feeling of unwelcome, frost-bitten liquid travelling down his spine and chest made Kol shiver and gasp.

"Drink up Kol, you're wasting water." Rebekah smirked.

Everyone in the room stilled, awaiting Kol's reaction.

Before you could realize what was happening, tomato ketchup was covering Rebekah's face and chest. After three seconds of shocked silence, a full-out childish food fight broke out.

Ester came downstairs ready to scold her children and house guests for waking her up because of their noise, but as she entered the kitchen an egg or two and some flour slapped her right in the face.

To say Ester was angry was an understatement.

Her face went bright red in fury and her fists were clenched so tightly by her sides, that she has the shape of her nails dented into her palm. And if you looked close enough, you would swear that you could see steam coming from her ears.