Damon X Reader

Just a dream?

The sun seeped through my windows where the warmth rested on my face. The cool breeze from the open widows kissed my y/c hair and the white linen of bed was crisp and cold from the 6am summer air. I didn't want to leave my bed not because of another day I'd wake up without out my parents, who would usually be in the kitchen, my dad at the table in the conservatory reading his lecture notes while the birds flew from the trees that surrounded our house, and while my mum cooked breakfast, the smell of sweet honey, fruits and pancakes fill the air. An instant smile as my mum recited her findings to my dad while he corrected her or gazed in admiration for her own lectures she planed.
I adored this, I would do anything for it, I stood  up in my room gazing out the window I focused on the green pine trees or the blue sky with hardly any clouds, while trying hard to not focus on the small tear that ran down my cheek. I'm moving on, we adapt, my parents though they left me they left me this paradise and I will wait until they return, Im prepared if they don't. I will live. That is what i want, I want to be alive, I stand and carry out my morning routine, I'm ready and out the door by 7:30am, I stood on the porch, there it hit me, Damon, my dream so vivid. I stared further out into the driveway to as if find him to see him. But he wasn't there, he wasn't real. He can't be.

As I got in my car the engine roared and then collapsed. I tried and tried again, but still nothing worked, I cursed the car and slammed the door as I left the car. I let out a huge sigh,
"Shit", I'm having to walk today I guess. I making my way down the long road seeing the bridge in the distance means in another 20 minutes I'll be in mystic falls, I'm going to miss first period, I don't know who to ask to copy up. I cut everyone out of my life when I lost them and I don't know how to rebuild something I destroyed. I want to be better, please, I begged anyone, I begged the trees, the bridge, mystic falls. I hardly noticed the car pull up beside me.
"Need a ride?" Stefan? Stefan Salvatore was asking me, I was stunned. I hardly knew what to do or how to respond, he was new, I'd spoken to him in English but never like this, he was always in the back ground watching. But I trusted him, it was like this weird natural instinct to trust him.
"Uh, actually that would be great." I smiled as I got into his car, suddenly the anxiety of getting into a strangers car didn't exists. He drove carefully, his knuckles were white, jaw clenched for a while we drove in silence, the radio silently playing.
"So, your new here how are you finding mystic falls?" I asked politely, I couldn't bare the silence any longer, it was an urge to know him.
He smirked as if my question was an inside joke or a question that's so mundane now because so many people have asked it.
"It's refreshing to be here" for the first time in 10 minutes he's looking at me.
"So why did you move here?" I was curious, no one knew him, I wanted to know him.
"I wanted a fresh start and well my brother, he, well, he followed along." I was shocked he has a brother, I wonder why he didn't attend school or why he never mentioned it.
"I didn't know you had a brother." His grip on the steering wheel hardened and his eyes had to focus more on the road and the deep breath in made me realise that maybe this wasn't a subject to talk about.
"Yeah we aren't that close, what about you any brothers? Or sisters?" He quizzed with his beautiful eyes. It hurt to say I had no one, or I just could not go into it, the perk of Stefan was that he didn't know the ordeal of my lost family.
"No, I'm the only child." I smiled hoping it would mask the other parts I couldn't say, I wanted to be normal for a minute.
"Ah you're the lucky one." He smiled and laughed but I could see through him, like I hope he couldn't see through me, it was pain, loss and confusion. He brother caused him pain, the love he had for him was painful. I know that feeling.
"I guess, so what does your brother do? I haven't seen him around. Around school I mean." He sighed and smiled, I didn't even realise we were parked outside of school until I saw him put the handbrake up.
"Damon he's complicated, he's like an architect in some way." He smiled completely ignoring my gaze. That name sank dread in to  the pit of my stomach. Damon. Damon Salvatore.is Stefans brother. My blood went like glass cutting every organ every vein until my heart could barely function.
"Y/n? You alright?" I wasn't Stefan I truly am not. I need to get out of this car, it couldn't be true. Maybe a coincidence, maybe I over heard him mention his brothers name and that's why he was in my dreams, and I imagined the way he looked.
"Yeah...yeah, sorry, the English exam tomorrow has me stressed out." I half smile, he seems to buy it as we make our way in to school. The air seemed to rationalise my thinking, but something felt wrong it all did.
That name, no y/n, It was a dream, but I want it to be real, I want to fix his pain.
"maybe we could study together, you know for the exam?" He sounded hopeful, but as he ran his fingers through his hair he seemed nervous. As if asking me was wrong,
"Yeah... yeah it would be smart studying with the best in the class." I needed to be normal but a new normal, He was my fresh start.
"I'll meet you here when school ends? See you in class later" he rushed off, I hardly noticed the small groups watching us talk. Was that why he looked uncomfortable? Or was it me?
—————
Hello finally an update, I promise Damon is on his way. Please leave a comment let me know what you think so far.