Damon Salvatore: I will always choose you.

The Gilbert Journal

EDITED// 12-29-21

Damon could get on my nerves sometimes. Whether it be his lack of a brain or his sarcastic comments, he always found new ways to annoy the people around him.

Today he found a new way to annoy me.

I was having a lovely dream (which I can't remember anymore) when I was rudely woken up by a pillow repeatedly hitting my face.

"Wake up." I heard a voice say with annoyance and frustration.

Once I had become conscience from my deep sleep, I groaned and held my hands out to stop the pillow hitting my face.

"Stopppp." I whined.

I heard a chuckle and I immediately snapped my eyes open. They were met with the ocean blue eyes I'd gotten to know recently.

I glared at him which only intensified his satisfaction.

"Go away." My voice came out muffled as I wrapped my body in my duvet and held my pillow over my head - blocking out the sunlight.

"Somebody's not a morning person I see." Damon teased.

"Go away." I repeated.

"Fine then." I heard him reply and a small, tired smile spread across my face at my achievement.

As I snuggled closer into my warm sheets I was met with an icy breeze hitting my body.

Damon had stolen my duvet and I was left with only my pillow - which he then took as well.

Even though I was cold because all I had on was a blue, oversized t-shirt, grey short-shorts and grey fluffy socks I didn't move from my position on my bed.

I still had my back to him and my face was covered by my bed. "I thought I told you to go away." I snapped, putting my middle finger up at him. Yeah I definitely wasn't a morning person.

"Yup, I know." I just knew he had a smirk on his face, which irritated me more.

"Well then, what are you waiting for?"

And as if that was his queue, he picked me up from my bed and flung me over his shoulder.

"I'm waiting for you." He replied simply.

"Put me down!" I ordered, punching his back lightly and kicking my legs.

"You have two minutes to get changed. We're on a very busy schedule so if you're not downstairs in that exact time I will be dragging you out of this house and I won't care if you're half naked." He stated as he put me down.

I groaned and stamped my foot like a toddler when he left my room.

"Two minutes." I heard him yell.

I reluctantly moved to my closet and picked out a red oversized jumper, blue mom jeans and grabbed my white high-top Converse from under my bed.

I never take long to get dressed so I was ready with 30 seconds to spare. However, I do take a particularly long time in brushing my teeth. So that's what I was doing when Damon barged into my room without knocking.

I held out my finger to inform him that I'd only be a minute and walked back into my bathroom to spit out the residue that was in my mouth.

I walked back out and saw Damon looking through my underwear drawer.

"Do you mind." I hissed and grabbed a pair of my underwear out of his hands and shoved it back into one of the drawers.

"Not at all." He smirked.