One of those love stories

One of those love stories (A Vampire Diaries/ Teacher Student love story) Ch.3

Damon's POV

After she left I threw the cookies in the trash and i poured the milk down the drain, not that they didn't look appetizing for some one who actually eats food. I went back up to my room and started to unpack considering this room was extremely plain and had no reflection of me what so ever. What would Nickie think when ... Wait no no stop it!!!! She's your student, that would be wrong in soo many ways........ Then why does it feel so right?

About half way through unpacking I looked up and out the window and of course saw Nickie in the window across the way. She had just came in to her room and immediately went to her stereo and blasted Paramore (A/N one of the best bands ever created!!)Then she turned around and look straight at me. When I saw her looking at me I smirked at her and gave a little wave. She chuckled and opened her window and I did he same to mine.

"Hey quick question. Are you stalking me or something?" she asked sarcastically.

"Stalkings an ugly word. I like to think of it as more along the lines of obsessively shadowing," I said nonchalantly.

"Whatever," she said and started to close her window, but I stopped her first.

"What no good bye kiss," I asked sarcastically.

"You are unbelievable," she stated and shut her window before I could say anything else.

Oh, if only you knew what you did to me Miss Nickie.

Nickie's POV

"You are unbelievable," was all I could say, even though part of me really wanted to believe he was serious.

I turned off my stereo and made my way down stairs to the living room. I sat on my black leather couch and turned on the huge flat screen in the middle of the room. I was watching Scream and that was the last thing I remember before waking up to Jeremy shaking me and yelling at me to wake up. I gave Jeremy a key to my house after the really big thing happened the summer before 9th grade (which I will tell you but not right now).

"OH. MY GOSH. WOULD YOU WAKE UP!?!?" He yelled.

"OH. MY. GOSH. WOULD YOU STOP YELLING AT ME!!" I yelled back at him.

"Okay, as long as you get off the couch," He told me with a sarcastic smile plastered all over his face. He left in the living and went into the kitchen and straight to the fridge. He pulled out almost everything that was there. and then he immediately went over to the liquor cabinet. Yep that was us, my parents were never home so basically When we were here we got to do anything we wanted, which usually involved getting majorly wasted.

When he finally found what he was looking for he undid the top and took a huge swig and then offered me some and I gladly accepted it. After about two hours and one and a half bottles later Jeremy and I were both completely smashed and laughing like complete idiots over nothing.

Nickie heard the doorbell ring and her being her paranoid self and not knowing who it was she immediately tried to make her self look as sober as possible and was failing miserably. She could barely make it to the door with out tripping over her feet twice.

When she finally made it to the door the person had ring the doorbell at least two more times maybe more. She opened the door and there stood Damon Salvatore of course. Being as drunk as I was I toppled over while trying to open the door. I fell right into Damon's arms.

"Hey hey hey watch the hands there teacher dude," I told him, realizing my words were totally slurred, and getting out of his grasp.

"I should say the same thing to you handsy," He said smirking again.

Damons POV

I finished unpacking and went to take the plate back over to Nickie. I got there and rang the doorbell. I had to ring the doorbell at least two more times after that until she finally came to the door. She opened the door and tripped over the door frame and fell right into my arms.

"Hey hey hey watch the hands there teacher boy," She said slurring her words and getting out f my arms trying reclaim her balance Is she drunk?

"I should say the same to you handsy," I told her with a smirk.

"Whatever, what do you want Salvatore?" She questioned.

"I just came over to give you back the plate... Are you drunk?" I asked her.

"No," She gigged a little "Ok maybe we're completely smashed," she said nonchalantly. We what did she mean by we. Who else is there?