I Had To Know Her

Chapter 37

Stefan's POV:

It's Thursday night, the night before the day this paper is due and the day before I'm going to ask Elena to prom. I'm spending it sitting in front of my computer screen, with a total of 0 words in front of me. This end of the year role model project is killing me to the max. 

I'm usually not much of a procrastiator, but when no thoughts flow through my brain, it's kind of hard to do work. 

I have never really had a role model. My parents are both dead, and none of them ever did anything worth writing about. Damon has been gone for years and I don't even know what he has been up too. I don't even know any other family members either.

One person was coming to mind. This person wasn't exactly a role model, because this person wasn't older than me and this person probably was one of the only people I have truley ever cared about.

Elena.

I could write my paper on Elena.

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After spending almost the entire night writing, I finally have this paper done. The stress of it can finally leave my mind, and the only thing I can focus on is tonight.

But then I thought, what was the good in writing a paper on someone, if they don't get to read it?

I talked to my teacher and he agreed that I could turn it in at a later date as long as he knew that it was done and I wasn't just asking for more time to continue.

I needed to show it to her. I needed her to know the way I felt about her and how she inspires me in every single way.

I made it through school, and then made my way down to the locker room to get ready for the big game tonight. I have been getting better at football as the weeks keep coming, and I even start now.

I figured that I would start tonight and then could run off the field onto the sidelines just before halftime, and ask Elena the big question.

Caroline is the real mastermind behind this project. She has been helping me with ideas every step of the way. I kept telling her thank you, but she just says it's what she does. She really likes being involved in decorating and making someone else happy.

She got the cheerleaders to make posters that spell out P R O M ? and then I will be standing at the end, holding flowers and the essay I wrote about her. I want her to read it when she is alone, not in front of a big crowd. I want her to read every detail and for her to realize that she is the only one for me. I have had my issues with drinking, being a vampire, and not being my true self all the time, but she still loved me for it and for that, I am forever thankful that she was put into my life. She deserves to know how much I love her, if she doesn't already.

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It's time. Time for Friday Night Lights here at Mystic Falls high school.

We charged onto the field, breaking through a big sign and having the crowd go wild. I looked around for the only person I wanted to see cheering, and there she was, sitting up in the stands with the biggest smile on her face, holding up the ''i love you'' sign to me. I noticed it right away and then the biggest smile was on my face.

We played well the first quarter, leaving the score at 14-7.

The second quarter got the game all tied up at 14-14. The end of the second quarter only meant one thing, it's halftime and it's showtime for me.

I walked over to Caroline and she smiled at me and told me that she was ready.

She held up the P and the rest of the group held out R O M ? and I walked up right to the end, holding flowers and screamed to Elena.

She looked down from the crowd, and cupped her hand over her mouth. She ran down and jumped over the fence and towards me, and kissed me so hard that I thought I was going to fall over. She whispered yes and the rest of the crowd went wild. I handed her the flowers, and the note was inside them.

''Read this later.'' I said to her.

She nodded.

She kissed me again and I ran to the locker room to get ready for the rest of the game.

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The final score was 21-14. We ended up winning which made the night even better.

I walked over, still in my uniform, to the crowd to find Elena and she was still there, waiting for me.

''You planned so good tonight sweetie.'' She said.

I thanked her and grabbed her hand as I walked to my car. 

''I hate saying goodbye to you.'' She said.

''I will see you tomorrow, promise.'' 

''Thank you for tonight. I can't wait to dance our asses off at prom.'' She said with a smile.

''Oh, you know me with dancing. We will see about that.'' I winked, reminding her that she is dealing with just about the worst dancer on the planet.

She smiled.

''Make sure you read that.'' I pointed to the envelope.

''I have been thinking about it all night, I won't forget.''

I kissed her goodnight and got into my car. I drove home, staring out the window at the beautiful world and all of my surroundings. Life is good.

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Elena's POV:

I could not wait to get home and read this letter. The anticipation was killing me.

Stefan told me about his essay for class, but never the topic. He was stressing out over it, as usual.

I walked into the front door and upstairs to my room before making myself comfy on my bed.

I ripped it open, and unfolded it.

''My role model, Elena.

I don't really know how to put into words how to explain love. It's something you feel. I have felt love with Elena Gilbert since the moment I laid my eyes on her for the first time. Her smile, her eyes, her laugh, her hair, every little or big thing about her is just perfect and I can't believe that someone so amazing is mine. She is my role model because she has shown me what love is, how to be strong, how to be the best person I could be in life, and so much more. I am so thankful for everything that she has done for me and will do for me in the future. I hope in the future that I can call her my wife and we can start out own family. A role model isn't exactly someone you look up too, it's someone who shows you the roles you need in your everyday life. She is my rock. I love her, I really do.''

I started to cry at the first line and couldn't stop crying until about ten minutes after I was done reading it. 

I am the luckiest girl in the world to be loved by someone as special as Stefan Salvatore.