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Damon - TVD

I sat there on the floor, I leaned my head against the cold door of my bedroom. Right now, all that I wanted, was to be alone. I was hurting, but Damon didn't know, I wouldn't tell him. I didn't want to.

I always felt like I had to go through this whole thing alone. I know I shouldn't feel that way, because I have a wonderful best friend, and his brother cares to, but, I still felt alone, and like I needed to do this on my own.

Silent tears fell down my face, as I held my breath, not to pass out, but in an attempt to be quiet, not to alert anyone that I was crying. But, the attempt failed. I heard a light knock on my door.

"Yeah?" I asked, attempting to sound as normal as I could. But, this attempt, as much as I tried, didn't work.

"Are you okay?" A voice asked me.
"I'm fine Damon." I told him.
"Are you sure, fine doesn't normally mean you're fine." Damon said.
"Damon, I'm fine." I told him, lying once more.
"I've know you for like, 70 years, I'm pretty sure I know when you arent okay." Damon said.

I stood up, and wiped the tears from my face before opening my bedroom door.
"I'm fine." I told him.
"No you arent." Damon said, walking in.
"Oy, I didn't say you could come in." I joked.

Damon smiled slightly.
I closed the door, and Damon just pulled me into a hug.

"It's okay to not be okay." Damon told me.
"No, Damon. It's not. I have to be okay, because if I'm not okay, I'm broken, and shattered, and I don't want to be." I told him.

He pulled away slightly, just enough to be able to lift my chin and look me in the eyes.
He just stood there, looking into my eyes.

"What?" I asked. "Do I have something on my face?"

Damon chuckled lightly.
"God, you're so beautiful." Damon told me.
"I'm not though." I told him.

Damon brushed his thumb softly against my cheek.
"Yeah, you are. So, damn beautiful." He said, his piercing blue eyes staring into mine.

His face moved closer to mine, our lips centimeters apart.
"What are you doing?" I asked him, my breathing getting slightly heavier.

"Something I've wanted to do for a long time." Damon said as he gently placed his lips on mine.

After a couple of seconds, I pulled away.
"Why?" I asked him.

"I'm sorry." Damon said.
"No, don't be sorry. But, why would you love me?" I asked.
"What do you mean?" Damon asked me.
"Why do you love me? I'm not worth it." I said.
"You're so wrong. You are so worth loving." Damon told me.
"But-" I started.

Damon placed his hand on my cheek. I leaned my head into his hand, I slowly felt all the pain slip away, my breath steadied, I felt calm, and at peace. Something I didn't know I could feel, something I hadn't felt in a long time.

"Damon, I, I love you." I told him. I realized what I had said, and was surprised how easy it had come out, like it was the most natural thing for me to say. Almost like I'd said it a million times.

"I love you too. I mean it, you are so damn beautiful, and there isn't a thing I would change about you." Damon said.

"Not a thing, because I can think of one." I said.

"What?" Damon asked me confused.
"You stole my heart, someday, Im getting revenge." I said with a small smile.
"How so?" Damon asked with a hint of intrigue.
"I'm stealing your last name you little shit." I said with a wide smile.
"Deal" Damon said as he kissed me once more.