No One Ever Said It Would Be This Hard

Chapter 10

Elena couldn't remember the last time she felt so happy. It was probably before her parents died, before Caroline was turned into a vampire, before Matt started crossing on the other side of the street when he saw her walking in his direction. Or maybe it was before that morning her parents woke her up and decided to tell her about the existence of vampires.

These past few weeks she spent with Stefan were magical. Although they didn't do anything special. He picked her up before school, he held her hand for everyone to see, he remembered her favorite ice cream flavor, the day she told him she thinks she's running down with a cold he brought her soup and snuggled under the blanket with her until she fell asleep, and when they went to movies he made sure popcorns are extra salty. But that's what being around Stefan was like. Just his presence could light up her whole being, and simply being in his company was one of the greatest pleasures life has offered her.

She felt like she was on a cloud nine and there was nothing in this world that could make her want to jump from it.

Telling Alaric she's seeing a vampire was the hard part, though. She wanted to avoid that conversation, but Stefan wanted her to be honest with the people she loves. Alaric wasn't happy about the idea, but he also knew Elena is an adult and that she is capable of making her own decisions and that he can't forbid her from seeing anybody. He also knew Elena is a smart girl and that she wouldn't trust a vampire that is not trustworthy.

As much as being with Stefan was amazing, it was weird. He was a vampire, he was much older than her. She didn't know can she call him her boyfriend, or can she say that they're dating. But she knew that she can call him hers and that she can call herself his, and that was enough for her.

And the best part? She could kiss him whenever she wanted. And she wanted to kiss him all the time.

They were laying on Stefan's bed. She was closely curled up to him, stretching her hand across his chest. He was holding her in his hug, rubbing her arm with his hand, pulling his finger over her bare skin. No one ever touched her like Stefan did. Or at least no one's touch made her feel like his did. She couldn't even describe it to herself, or compare it to anything she ever felt before. And if she tried, she would compare it to the silk falling on her skin, and inside she felt like she's jumping from hot water to cold one every few minutes. Stefan treated her like every man should treat a woman, like people should treat each other, and she didn't expect any less from him. For her, it was more about the way he made her feel. She was sure there is no one other out there who could make her feel like Stefan does. Sometimes she had a feeling he knows her better than she knows herself. He knew all the right words to whisper in her ear, and he knew all the right words to say out loud. When he moved the hair that was falling over her face, it made her feel safer than anything else in the world, because she had a feeling a person who would pay attention on removing her hair only to see her face was a person who would protect her from everything. When she was with him, she was more herself than ever before, and she could feel it.

"Mmm, that feels good" she murmurred while stretching out her hand as far as she could, then pulling it back and placing it on his chest. Stefan smiled and kept pulling his finger gently over her skin. He leaned his head and placed a kiss on the top of hers.

Wide smile appeared on her face as she lifted her head from his chest and gave him a peck on the lips. Whenever she kissed him gently, whenever she pulled her lips away from his, she wanted more. When she kissed him, she felt such rush going through her body. She wanted be his, and she wanted to give herself to him in every way a person can give herself to another person. Both emotionally and physically. And she knew he doesn't feel the same way, and sometimes, that irritated her.

She thought he doesn't understand what his kisses can do to her, but she couldn't be more wrong. He could've kissed every person in this world, but yet no one's kisses could get him worked up more than Elena's kisses did.