Ian Somerhalder + Damon Salvatore {Imagines}

Imagine #12 ~ Damon Salvatore

{Stefan, I love her}

Something strange happened last night and you weren't sure what to do about it, you weren't sure how to react. You and Damon, Damon Salvatore, kissed. He was one of your best friends, even though he was a vampire. You couldn't shake the feeling that you were meant to be with Damon, there had always been something about that him that made you feel safe and loved, but he probably wouldn't feel that same way about you. Damon was the type of guy that pretended to love a woman and forget about her the next day. He had always been like that and you didn't want to be another one of those girls. 

You decided that the best thing to do was to go and see him, talk to him about it and if he didn't feel the same way, then you could ask him to compel you to forget that you had kissed him or even had feelings for him at all. You got into your car and drove towards the Salvatore mansion. The whole way there, you were thinking about what you would say to him. In the end, you decided to go with a simple: "We should probably talk about what happened last night..." and see where the conversation took the two of you, although you decided that to be on the safe side, you would ask him if it meant anything to him. 

You pulled up outside the house, you knew that Damon was in because you were parked behind his car.  You sat there for a few moments, you knew that this wasn't going to be an easy conversation and you didn't want to find out that he didn't feel the same and then have him know and make everything awkward between the two of you. 

Deciding that you were putting it off long enough, you climbed out of the car and headed inside the house. As usual Damon and Stefan had left the door open, so you just walked right now. Before you could call out and let them know that you were there you heard Stefan say: "Damon? Are you sure?" 

"I'm positive!" He replied through gritted teeth. You heard the sound of the top of the decanter filled with alcohol being lifted off, so clearly Damon had reached for a drink. "How long have you known? How long have you felt like this?" Stefan asked him and you imagined Damon taking a sip of his drink. 

"Since I first met her! She's all I can think about, I dream about her for christ's sake!" He paused. "But she's never going to feel the same."

"What do you mean?" You knew that it was wrong to be listening but you couldn't bring yourself to stop. "I pushed her away, plus she's knows what I am,  she knows what I'm capable of. Stefan, I slept with a load of other people trying to ignore how I felt but I can't." He stopped once more. "Stefan, I love her. I love (Y/n)." 

You took a deep breathe. "You love me?" You heard yourself saying as your legs moved you towards where Damon and Stefan were. Damon turned around and looked at you. He placed his glass on the table where the decanters were. "Yes." He said. "I do." 

"I'll give you two some privacy." Stefan said, leaving the room. Damon walked over to you and wrapped his arms around your waist. "I love you (Y/n) but I know that you don't feel the same so-" You placed your lips on his, your hands on the back of his head. When you pulled away, Damon in true fashion smiled and said, "I'm just irresistible." You laughed, biting your lip and saying; "Just shut up and kiss me you idiot."