(Y/n) Gilbert was one of the most outgoing people you could ever meet, but when her parents died in an accident things became very rough. What once was a joyful teen became a heavy-hearted girl. When the Salvatore brothers moved to town she couldn't...
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"Damon," I said delighted. He smiled and his blue eyes relaxed. "Hey I have some things I've been meaning to ask you so I was wonde-" I was cut off by his finger slowly shushing my lips.
"Pumpkin lets go to my place and you can answer all the questions you wish."
My face became hot as I felt his cold touch on my skin. He slowly removed his finger from my lips and grabbed my hand dragging me to an unknown destination.
"Wait. Stop. No I'm not letting you dazzle me again. I want my questions answered first. I don't even know you that well yet," I blurted out.
"Oh... so I dazzle you?" he said as his lips smirked.
"The fact that that's all you took away from what I just said shows how arrogant you are. Now tell me, why doesn't my sister remember you?"
"What do you mean?"
"You came to my house and you tried to help me and I yelled at you."
"So now you are having dreams about me too..."
"Damon it wasn't a dream. Explain yourself!"
His eyes softened, "Pumpkin, I swear on my life that I don't know what you are talking about."
"You're hopeless," I said blandly, "Fine, if you won't answer that then tell me this, why do you disappear when I blink?"
"You mean like this," and in a instant he was behind me. I could feel his chest press against my back causing my blush to return once again.
"Y-yes," I stuttered.
"Well you see, that's for me to know and you to not know."
"If you aren't the biggest asshole I've ever met I'll be damned."
I could almost hear the smile as it went a crossed his face, "I can tell you one thing,"
"What?"
"I've taken a liking to you, Pumpkin. I'll see you after school."
And once again he was gone.
[Time Skip to Monday]
Elena and Jeremy had been off all week. Vicki Donavan recovered and she was making moves on my favorite brother. She infuriates me and half of the time I think she does it on purpose. Matt, Elenas ex boyfriend, doesn't seem to happy about it either. I twirled my pencil in my hand waiting for the bell to ring. I remembered Damon's words "I'll see you after school" and I became even more hot headed. Who does he think he is. I'm not just someone you can play games with. I'll show that son of a bi-
*RING*
I let the bell interrupt my thoughts. I shoved my things in my backpack angrily and walked out of the school towards home. Two minutes later he was beside me carrying my bag. His raven hair danced in the wind and his eyes never seemed to leave my face.
"So how's my Pumpkin?" he questioned.
"Wouldn't you like to know," I couldn't control myself. My anger was out of control.
"Who peeved you off?"
"Hmm. Let me see. He's this guy that won't stop following me around, and he's a cocky bastard. Not to mention his name is Damon!"
"Well if that's the case, I'm sorry."
"Yeah sure you are."
Damon stopped walking. His hand slipped around my waist and turned me around to look at him. His eyes were soft even a little bit hurt, meanwhile mine were on the verge of tears. He bit his lip before he spoke.
"I know you want me to tell you things but I don't know if you are ready to hear them. You said it yourself, 'We barely know each other'. I don't know if I'm ready to tell you," his blue orbs said that he was being truthful.
"Yeah... well... I... uh... I'm sorry," I stuttered. Then I noticed how close we were. His hand still wrapped around me caused me to blush. He smiled and let me go.
And just like that, Damon began walking me from school to my home daily.
[2 weeks later]
Damon was walking with me to my house as he usually does, but something was different. We had gotten a lot closer over the few weeks, and even though I didn't know his secrets, we had become close friends. Suddenly, almost urgent, Damon grabbed my hand.
"Um, what are you doing?"
"(Y/n)," he mumbled.
"What the fuck? He didn't call me Pumpkin?! What the hell is going on???" My mind screamed.
Damon started talking again, "(Y/n) I feel the need to tell you this and I'm sorry if you don't feel the same way, but I need you. I know that seems crazy because Damon Salvatore never needs anyone, but you're different," his voice softened to a whisper.
This was so much to process. Damon likes me and he's related to Stefan. How the heck am I going to deal with this? What am I going to tell Elena and Jer? What if I-
My thoughts were interrupted by our lips meeting. My eyes closed as I felt the softness of his lips on mine. His hand cupped my cheek and to my surprise I found the confidence to kiss him back. After what seemed like ages we parted for air, our forehead rested on each other's.
"Damon Salvatore, if you're asking me to be your girlfriend you better say it," I whispered.
