The Loving Gilbert - Damon Salvatore

Chapter 18

Third POV.

The group of four walk into the 50s dance, Ruth was stood in-between Elena and Damon. She had her arm linked with Elena, while the other arm was dangling down, her fingers always grasping onto Damon's leather jacket. They look around the decorated room in search of the man who attacked Ruth.

Elena and Ruth split off from the boys and stand next to a punch bowl, Ruth sips the obviously spiked punch. Bonnie and Caroline come over to them, Ruth whistles at the sight of her two beautiful friends. They giggle and nudge her gently. "Having fun?" Elena inquires while sloshing around her drink.

"No, but this took about two hours, so I'm at least staying half of that." Caroline replied and then Ruth, Elena and Caroline giggled. Bonnie looked off into the distance, seeing Damon.

"What's Damon doing here?" The four look to Damon who is standing with Stefan, he catches Ruth's eyes and winks subtly, no on catches it apart from her. She blows a playful kiss.

"He wanted to come. I promise. He'll behave." The two sisters speak at the same time, fist bumping after they finished the sentence.

"So what is this, like, a double date thing, you and Stefan, and Rue and the other one?" Caroline asks the sisters, wanting some information.

No, but if I'm gonna be with Stefan, then I have to learn to tolerate Damon. It's not like I can kill him. Plus, Ruth likes him, they're friends." Ruth nods in agreement.

"There's a thought." Bonnie commented, Ruth whacked her friend's arm.

"Mmm. I'll help." Caroline clinked glasses. Then the group of four giggled together.

Ruth goes to the toilet, and when she comes back, she notices that Bonnie and Caroline had walked off. Damon was stood were they were and glared at their retreating figure.

"Where did they go?" She asks her best friend.

"I don't know."

"Cool, did you say anything to them?" She raised an eyebrow and looked to him.

"I was being perfectly polite. Princess...Would you like to dance?" He looked down at her, she tapped her chin in thought and pretended to say no, but then said yes. His eyes lit up, while hers swam in mischief.

They walked to the dance floor, Damon twirled Ruth out and then pulled her tightly into his muscly body, she giggled in delight. She up at him and spoke. "Can you sense him?" His jaw ticks and he shake his head. "Well, that's shit then. You're just going to have to save my life when he comes, it comes with being my best friend. You save my ass, I save yours."

He scoffs. "Obviously, Munchkin, I'll kill him with my killer smile." She guffawed at his sentence, he chuckled in return. "Don't worry about it, Pixie." She rolled her eyes at him, he loved coming up with cute nicknames, not that she was complaining.

"My hero."

"More like your dashing knight, babydoll." On the inside she swooned, but she swatted his chest playfully. After a few moments, they laughed together. Then they began to sway in the music. After the song finished, they were going to dance again, but Tyler came over and asked to interrupt. Damon looked murderous but nodded. He winked at Ruth as he walked away.

Tyler grabbed Ruth and began spinning her, she laughed loudly as she began to get dizzy. "Calm it." She gasped out, Tyler chuckled and stopped. He then asked her a question.

"Are you still going to be my date for the Miss Mystic falls Pageant?" He asked her, raising an eyebrow. She nodded.

"Of course, we've had this planned since I got here, you were always the one wanted to take me. And remember, if you want to hook up with some randomer, I'll have you covered. Don't worry."