Since the moment i set eyes on you

Since the moment i set eyes on you: ths story of nian

Authors note: Hey name's Caroline, so I'm really busy but I will try to update once a week or so once people start reading. Let me know if your an avid reader.

Chapter 1-Auditions

Pov: Nina

*************AT AUDITIONS***************

"Yeah, I should probably go. It was nice to meet you, Damon," I said in a timid and sweet voice.

"Great meeting you, too, Elena," said the stranger in front of me as he took my hand and brushed his lips over it.

This was probably the 20th guy I have auditioned with and still no one fit the bill for Damon. It wasn't that they were all terrible actors...well a few were but that's besides the point...the real problem was there was no chemistry, (no 'spark' as Julie and the other writers called it) between us.

"How many more?" I said slightly whining.

"One more, relax Nina it will be over in no time," said Julie.

"I know, sorry I'm just sort of freaking out. I mean this guy better be good considering we haven't found anyone for Damon yet with 'the spark'," I said now gesturing with jazz hands flamboyantly. I giggled loudly as I realized the final actor I had to audition with was now waiting by the door laughing at me. I turned to him blushing and forced a smile. That's when I noticed how gorgeous he was. The epitome of handsome was an understatement. He was hotter than Taylor Laughtner, heck he was hotter than Ryan Gosling and Johnny Depp. He had messy jet black hair that would look sloppy on any one else but he could pull it off. It looked even sexy. He also had the most gorgeous eyes that I swear saw through me soul. They were unbelievably blue and he had dark eyelashes that seemed to go on for miles."Sorry," I mumbled averting my eyes from the beautiful man before me.

"Don't be, it was cute," he said as he laughed. I blushed even harder grinning wide.

"You're cute," he whispered to me as I retrieved my script once again. Cute? He thought I was cute. I grinned even wider if that was possible and went completely red. Quickly I managed to hold back an obnoxious giggle and got into character.

"Name?" Julie asked the man.

"Ian. Ian Somerhalder. I'm here to audition for Damon. Salvatore," he said. He then directed his attention to me, "And you must be the beautiful Elena Gilbert I'm supposed to fall in love with," he said with a smile,"looking forward to it," he said with a smirk and a wink. I giggled once again. He called me beautiful. "Nina Dobrev," I said extending a hand. "Beautiful name for a beautiful girl," he said as he extended his hand as well and shook it. "Thank you," I said giggling.

"Right, right Somerhalder from lost. Gotcha okay you ready?" She asked. Ian nodded. He was so cute when he nodded. Actually he was cute doing everything. And he thought I was cute. And beautiful. No stop it Nina, just stop it, he is your co-worker nothing else,

"Okay then, ACTION!" Julie yelled.

"Yeah, I should probably go. It was nice to meet you, Damon," I said in a timid and sweet voice.

"Great meeting you, too, Elena," said Ian as he took my hand and blushed his lips over it. His lips were soft and supple and they felt warm against my cold hand. And there it was. Automatic electricity. The chemistry. The 'spark'. I heard clapping. It was Julie. Julie, Kevin and a few other writers stood up clapping and rejoicing that they had finally found the perfect Damon.

"Beautiful!" They said, "just beautiful!" We both took a bow laughing.

***********AFTER AUDITIONS***********

I walked out of the studio and out the door. I looked around the parking lot and saw a red beat up pick up truck, other wise known as my ride. I walked over to it and opened the passenger seat. "Hey babe," I said leaning over to kiss my boyfriend on the cheek. He pushed me away roughly.

"Your late," he said through gritted teeth.

"I know, I'm sorry Julie and them were having a hard time finding someone for the role of Damon and-" he cut me off. "Whatever, you know I don't like to wait!" He interrupted. "I didn't even ask for a ride. I could've taken the bus," I reminded him. "Well if I didn't how would I know you weren't fooling around with any guys before you got home," he accused. "I wouldn't do that don't you trust me," I said reaching for his arm. He stopped my arm and grabbed it tightly twisting it. "No, and don't be late next time!" He yelled as I pulled away and rubbed my arm.