Unexpected (TVD/The Originals Crossover)

Chapter 7

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the TVD  or Original characters and the cover page.

Elena's POV

Marcel and I was justing hanging out all day and finally it was night time. "I have one more place for you to see, before you go." Marcel said.

"Marcel, I've been avoiding them long enough. I'm sure Elijah have every vampire searching for me." I said.

"I promise this the last place. You won't regret it." Marcel begged, smiling.

I rolled my eyes and laughed. "Okay, last place and I'm leaving." I said. I followed him into a place called Lou's. It was a brick building with illuminating blue lights. "What is this place?" I asked.

"One of the best Jazz places you will ever visit. I remember it was just a old shack, where people came to play on the streets." He said. We made it inside. There was a stage with a musical stage. The bar in the back. The tables on the open floor. Marcel lead me to a table in the middle.

"A show will start in two minutes. Do you want anything to drink?" Marcel asked.

"No, I'm fine. Thank you anyway." I said. I looked up at the stage and people started to file out. They took their seats at their instruments. The lights dimmed down. The customers took their seats and it quiten down.

"It's beginning." Marcel said. A blue light shown down on the performers. The saxophone roared beautifully. So much emotions in that one note. I sat there, swaying with the music. I even felt tears in my eyes.

I looked over at Marcel and his eyes closed. Every emotion displayed on his face. His fingers tapping along with the music. I felt drawn to keep looking, but I turned my attention to the band. I watched every stroke to change notes. Marcel got up and came in front of me. He held his hand out. "Dance with me." he said.

I didn't have much of a protest. He was already pulling me up. We walked in the empty aisle. My left hand found his shoulder blade and his found my mid-back. My right and his left hand joined. It was at least a half inch between us.

We swayed back and forward, staring into each other eyes. "Stop looking at me like that." Marcel said.

"What?" I asked.

"You're undressing me with your eyes. I have feelings you know." He smirked.

"I thought we fixed your delusions, Marcel. They seemed to be dormant for a while." I smiled.

"Nope. I just know how to read people." He said.

"Well, you are horrible at it when it comes to me." I said back. Marcel dipped me and brung me back up. "Smooth." I said.

"Always." He replied back. We continued to dance in a comfortable silence. "You are beautiful." Marcel said.

"As much as I appreciate that comment, friends shouldn't talk to friends like that." I said. Marcel dipped me again. This time he didn't bring me bak up, instead kissed me. It was slow, passionate. His tongue licked at my lip, begging for entrance. I easily obliged. His hand wiggled its way into my hair, pushing me closer. I gripped his shirt, trying to find control.

Obviously the kiss was messing with my mental, but I didn't care. Marcel pulled me up and broke the kiss slowly. "Friends shouldn't have that kind of chemistry." Marcel said.

We stayed at the club for another hour, before Marcel lead me out to the car. The car ride back to the house was silent. We pull into the long driveway and parked.

Elijah's POV

I finally hear a car pull into the driveway. I took a peak out the window to see Elena in the front seat with Marcel. I was about to walk out, but Bonnie stopped me. "Let her have her moment. It will only matters worst. Plus, she don't need the extra stress." Bonnie said, before walking off.