Friends or More?

Jeremy stood on a desolate street in the city of New Orleans. He was leaned against a wall, staring at the rows of street lights, he already counted them until they disappeared into a florescent haze. It was chilly, even though he wore a leather jacket. He could hear the sound of music from afar and wished he joined the festival than being out here.

He looked down the alley, it was dark and quiet. He sniffled and called out, "Hey! Are you finished yet?" He got no reply, so he turned back and waited. He was enjoying his night until his friend decided he was hungry.

After ten minutes, he heard the sound of laughter coming from the alley. He looked to see his friend with his arm around the girls shoulder. She had a bite mark on her neck and a trail of blood sliding past her collarbone.

"Took you long enough."

"Sorry mate. She was a messy one." The girl laughed, but she looked like she didn't know what was happening and probably didn't. He waved his hand at Jeremy who pulled out a handkerchief from his jacket and passed it to him. "Alright," He wiped the blood from the girl's neck, "You don't remember what happened to your neck. You're drunk and when you go back to the festival, you'll get some more drinks in you, you'll head home and you'll sleep it off. Okay, love?"

The girl nodded, "Yes." She turned away the moment some of the blood was washed off, they watched her stumble down the street toward the festival.

Jeremy groaned, "Seriously, Kol, Can you not pick up every chick that has a sharp tongue? I don't like being your wing man, at least when you do nothing but feed on them."

Kol chuckled, "Fine. We can get drunk at the festival, and head back to the hotel, happy?" He narrowed his eyes at Jeremy who glared at him, but eventually a smile replaced it. "Is that a yes?"

Jeremy shrugged, "It's not a no." With that decided, they spent the rest of the night partying. They didn't head back to the hotel until early in the morning, by the evening, Jeremy woke with a splitting headache and the sound of his phone vibrating.

He was lying face down on the bed, the plush white blankets wrapped around him. An orange light shown through a slit in the curtain that lingered on the dip in the bed. Jeremy groaned, hoping he didn't bring some girl over last night, he flipped the blanket and sighed in relief at the sight of Kol. He was on his back, his clothes were unkempt, along with his copper brown hair that was tousled. Jeremy didn't know if he was either awake or sleeping.

Jeremy pushed the blankets to the side and sat up, letting out a long yawn. His hand reached lazily under his pillow for his phone that was still vibrating excessively. While he was rummaging around for it, Kol woke in the process, blinking his eyes open and pulling out the phone from his side.

"Where is that damn thing?" Jeremy wondered, turning around and scowling at Kol who was waving the phone at him. "Don't you dare.."

Kol flashed him smirk, "Hello. Jeremy Gilbert's phone."

"Who is this?" Kol's smile dropped at the familiar voice he only knew was Elena Gilbert, Jeremy's older sister.

"Kol. Klaus's younger brother." His voice held an edge of contempt for her. Jeremy reached for the phone, but Kol grabbed his wrist, twisting it slowly around that his pulse point was in sight.

"Kol Mikaelson. He left with you?" She asked in disbelief. Kol didn't like the sound of disgust in her voice, in retaliation, he dug his finger into Jeremy's wrist, earning him a yelp from Jeremy whom tried pulling his hand away.

"Is that Jeremy? What are you doing to him?" Elena asked, horrified of the groan she could hear through the phone.

Kol rolled his eyes. "I'm going to drink from him, if you must know."

Elena let out a frustrated sigh. "Where is he? Where did you take him?"

A trickle of blood pooled around Kol's finger, Jeremy groaned, trying to yank his hand out of his grip, but Kol still wouldn't let go. "I picked him up at Denver, where you left him, or was that Damon's idea? I brought him to New Orleans."

"Jeremy's in New Orleans!"

"Don't worry, I promised my brother I wouldn't kill him, also I'm growing quite fond of Jeremy. I'll bring him back in a day or so." Before Elena could say anything, Kol pressed END, he threw it across the room.

Jeremy watched the blood run down his arm, his body had gone still and from what Kol could hear, his heart was racing. The smell was intoxicating and when he looked into Jeremy's eyes, he caught the reflection of his own, the veins thickened around his dark red eyes. He lunged his teeth into Jeremy's wrist, ignoring the pained groan escaping Jeremy's lips.

"Kol.. blood.." Jeremy murmured, his vision was growing hazy and his body slacked on the bed. Kol wrenched his teeth away from the bleeding wrist and sank his teeth into his own before placing it at Jeremy's mouth.

Kol watched the wound close, he pulled his wrist back while Jeremy wiped the blood off his mouth. "Are we really going back to Mystic Falls?" Jeremy asked, he rolled off the bed and walked to the bathroom.

"Is my company that bad that you wish to return to your overbearing half sister?" Kol wondered, the facet turned on and Jeremy washed the rest of the blood off of him and inside his mouth.

Jeremy turned the facet off and walked back into the room. "I'm more concerned with you using me as your personal blood donor and Elena isn't comfortable having Mikaelson's walking into her life like you all own the place."

Kol wrinkled his nose as Jeremy laid back down on the bed and closed his eyes. 'Maybe I took too much.' "She's in Nik's bloodline. So he practically owns her, along with his hybrids and the Salvatore's."

Jeremy opened his eyes, he felt more rejuvenated by the second, he figured his body would reject Kol's blood. "I'm taking a shower and then I'm leaving."

Kol sat up. "What about me? Are you going to leave me here with Klaus being an asshole down the street?"

Jeremy rolled his eyes. "If you want to come, by all means, come."

Kol grinned as Jeremy grabbed his bag and disappeared into the bathroom. "I'm going to find someone to eat."

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authors notes :

Hey. I rewrote this chapter since the previous one had implied rape, and I didn't like that I wrote that so yeah, I rewrote it. :)

[Royal Blood - Figure it out] This song reminds me of Kol whenever I listen to it.

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