The next day I woke up to Damon by my side. I looked up at him and then I noticed this wasn't a dream and he was actually there, in my bed, and I sat up quickly.
"What the fuck are you doing? I didn't invite you in for you to be a creepy stalker." I said.
"I know you were dreaming about me. Kinda explains all this drool on my shirt." Damon said, smirking.
I rolled my eyes and was curious about the time. I looked over at my clock and it said it was five thirty in the morning.
"Seriously?! It's five thirty. Don't you have anything better to do at five thirty?" I asked.
"Well, uh, no, actually." Damon said.
"Figured that." I said.
"Aren't you at least bit curious to why I'm here?" He asked.
"Yeah, I am, stalker." I said.
"I found out something about our mythical magical sparkling vampires." He said.
"Do they poop rainbows?" I asked, sarcastically.
"Yeah, Bella. They poop rainbows. How exciting, right?" Damon said, sarcastically back.
"No, but seriously. What did you find out?" I asked.
"They're the Cullen clan. There's seven of them, like we already knew. They drink animal blood, which like my kind, make them weaker." He said.
"That's it?" I asked.
"Oh, yeah, and I saw a moving truck right before I came over here." He said.
"Well you don't see many of those in this town. Did you see who was driving?" I asked.
"No, but I do have a plan. You go over there and bring them a dish of some sort and I'll be in the woods listening to the whole thing." Damon said.
"But what about the fact that I'm human and they're vampires with the urge to kill me?" I asked.
"They drink animal blood and have for a long time. Also, I'll be in the woods and if anything goes wrong, I'll storm in and save you." He said.
"I would feel safer if you came in with me." I said.
"Well, that would be smarter, but I don't want them to know that I'm a vampire and they're another type of vampire. I don't know if they can sense that I am one or not." He said.
"Just act human." I said.
"You say that like it's the easiest thing in the world." He said.
"Because it is." I said, grabbing his hand. He looked at me and when he looked at me, it felt like the room was spinning, but in a good way. If that even makes sense.
He looked down and the eye contact was lost. I can really see now why it's called eye contact.
"Fine. I'll go in with you. I'll do anything to protect you, Bells, but if I get staked, it's on you." Damon said.
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FanfictionDamon Salvatore comes to Forks, but why? Will Bella fall for his good looks or will she be repelled from his bad behavior?