Disclaimer: I don't own The Vampire Diaries. If I did, Damon would be locked in my basement! Haha

Stefan Salvatore was the best boyfriend a girl could ask for. He was kind, sincere, loyal and gentle. But he's had years to perfect that. Centuries even. Stefan Salvatore is no ordinary guy though. He's a Vampire.

Elena Gilbert sat on the bleachers watching Stefan play football and writing in her journal. She would need a new one soon though because this one is almost full, with Stefan and his brother Damon's secrets. About how Katherine Pierce turned them into these blood sucking monsters in 1864. About how she looks exactly like Katherine. About how her biological mother is a vampire and her father "Uncle" John Gilbert is a vampire hating hypocrite. She's filled it with other things too though. Like how she secretly loves Damon. Ever since the night that she met Isobel and Damon's secret was revealed, he acted…different. He was still Damon. An arrogant ass of a vampire. But she picked up on all the differences, like the way he acts around her and the way he looks around her. Hell, he'd even switched to blood bottles or blood bags over killing people. Because He's In Love With You. Isobel's words rang through her ears, so clear it was like Isobel was next to her saying them. She sighed and tried to focus on writing.

After a good 15 minutes she closed the book and put it and her pen in her bag. Why was he on her mind? He was a cold blooded murderer, yet she feared how she felt because she knew she loved him too. She felt so guilty admitting that, even in her mind. Stefan was the light of her life right? She had thought so. She looked down at the field. Stefan was a muscular guy. He had tight abs and perfect muscles. His hair was a brownish blonde color and his eyes were green pools you could get lost in. What's not to love? Elena groaned. She loved Stefan, she did. But what about Damon? After he found out Katherine wasn't in the tomb he lost himself and he'd only come back because of her. Elena groaned again. Maybe she should just leave bother Salvatore brothers alone. If she chose one, she would hurt the other. She wouldn't do that. But she also didn't want to be like Katherine either and lead both brothers on. She buried her head in her hands wishing for once, she had a normal teenage life.

She looked at her watch. It read 4:45. That meant Stefan's practice was almost over. He was really amazing, she thought. She put her headphones in and shuffled through the music on her iPod while waiting. Every song playing was a love song. Ugh, she thought, can't I go one day without seeing his face while listen to Taylor Swift? Apparently not. She looked down to the field. People were already starting to leave. She checked the time and sure enough, it was one minute past 5 PM. She walked down the bleachers to meet Stefan. She needed to go home and get changed for their date night. He kisses her forehead lightly and hugs her. "I wanna get changed before we go out tonight." She said to Stefan. He nodded and took her hand pulling her with him to his car. She laughed. It wasn't the same carefree laugh that she used to have but along with the vampire thing, she got used to it. She got in the car smiling and buckled her seat belt. She turned the radio up and sang along to Like A G6 by Far East Movement. She hated the song but it was better than having to deal with awkward silence with Stefan.

She watch out the window as the town blurred past her. What happened to her? Jenna always asked that question. She knew what Elena was like before. Elena used to rule the school with Caroline. Until she met Stefan. She somehow, silently gave up those powers when she decided he was the one. Speaking of Caroline, Elena made a mental not to call her. She hadn't talked to her much since she became a vampire. Elena sighed. Even her best friend was in a happy relationship with Tyler Lockwood. What was so wrong with Stefan? Nothing… Because he's in love with you. God, there were those words again. She sighed and leaned her head against the window. Was Damon in love with her? Or was Isobel lying to get what she wanted? She didn't know anymore and right now, her head was aching far too much to figure it out. She rubbed her temple as Stefan pulled into her driveway. She leaned over and kissed him softly and then grabbed her bag and walked inside. She was so frustrated. Dammit Isobel, she thought, you had to ruin everything! She walked up to her room.

She opened the door and threw her bag on the bed. What was that had her questioning her love for Stefan? Was it Damon's icy blue eyes or was Isobel's words just psyching her out. She changed into a fresh black T-shirt and a new pair of skinny jeans. She, of course, had her black converse sneakers on and her hair was thrown up into a strait pony tail. She looked into the mirror, satisfied, when something caught her eye. She turned to see him, in all his glory, standing in her room.

"What are you doing here Damon?" she asked, trying sound nonchalant. "I just wanted to see you," he said. She looked into his eyes that had a story that was about 160 years old. She shook her head and went back to her make up. "Heard you were going out with my little brother tonight," he said, looking totally calm. She rolled her eyes, "Yeah. So?" He shot up and was in front of her in a second. She jumped back, startled by his movements. She regained her control and stood up straight waiting for an answer. "So…I wanted to wish you luck," he said, with a small hint of pain etched on his beautiful features. "Thank you," she whispered. He nodded and went out of the window.

She stared after him, wondering what that was all about. She shrugged it off and continued getting ready. Once she was done, she texted Stefan to let him know. H e was outside in about five minutes and she was walking out the door. "Hey." He said kissing her forehead. She visibly relaxed for a minute and then tensed up again. "Let's get going," she finally said. They got into the car and drove to the grill. The Mystic Grill was one of the local hangouts. Damon's hangout… she thought. She mentally shook herself as they walked in hand in hand. She saw Damon at the bar and smiled a little bit.

Because He's In Love With You.

Dammit Isobel.