Elena's POV
I went into Damon's room, since my wardrobe was moved into there last night. I pulled out the silky blue v-neck top I bought on a shopping trip with Damon. As I held it, I remembered walking out of the dressing room and his jaw dropping to the floor. It showed just enough cleavage and stomach to tease him but covered up enough so I didn't look like a total slut. I smiled at the memory while I pulled out a pair of low rise jeans. I grabbed a new set of under-garments and headed to the bathroom.
I moved with ninja-like speed to the master bathroom, I was in dire need of a shower. I set my outfit on the small shelf next to the shower and pulled out two fluffy towels from the cabinet. I gave them a big squeeze, inhaling the comforting scent of fabric softener. I took off the bra and shorts I was wearing and tossed them in the hamper; then turned to start the water. Once it got to the perfect temperature, I slipped into the shower, embracing the constant stream of water.
"I wonder where Damon's gonna take me..." I wondered; I was content with anywhere except Paris, it was over-used for couples anyways. I washed my hair with some strawberry scented shampoo and pondered where Damon was going to take me. It was a nagging thought while I washed the rest of me, I was glad that I wasn't worrying about the cunt. Once I was sure I smelled of strawberries and vanilla, I stepped out of the shower, wrapping one of the towels around me. I squeezed the extra water out of my hair, listening to the little 'plops' as drops hit the floor; I then wrapped my hair in the second towel so it sat in a bunch on my head.
Once I was all dry, I put my clothes on quickly, nervous about Damon accidentally walking it. I glanced at myself in the mirror. The unspoken slut rule was still intact, since it was pretty warm outside, I could show two of the three. My boobs looked stellar and my stomach looked fantastic. Thank god for the burst of exercise I do, or I'd be a ball of fat. I pulled my soaking wet hair into a ponytail, so it didn't wet my back.
I pulled out my phone and dialed Caroline's number, she answered on the first ring. "Hey Caroline, can you meet me at The Grill in about 10 minutes. I have some juicy gossip to share! And bring Bonnie, she needs to hear this also!" I rushed, speaking loudly.
Caroline laughed, it sounded like a sitcom laugh track. "Of course! See you in ten 'Lena! Love you babe" She blew a kiss into he the phone before the click. I smiled and slipped my phone into my pocket and strutted down the stairs. Damon was waiting patiently by the stairs, a dazzling smile spread across his face when I arrived.
"Well, don't you look sexy!" Damon exclaimed as he pulled me into his arms, crushing me into his chest. He held me there for a moment before letting me go, I playfully swatted at his shoulder while dissolving into giggles. Once I was done, I took a moment to appreciate my new boo's beauty.
Damon was a few inches taller than me, his messy black hair falling over his forehead. His eyes were almost black, but in the light had a gleam of light brown. He looked like a statue, everything about him was jut perfect. He was wearing his usual black attire with one slight change; instead of a black T-shirt he was wearing a very faint blue one. It was different, but decided not to bring it up... "You are perfect, did you know that?" I whispered, looking everywhere but him.
He just laughed and kissed my forehead. "Come on now, we got to get you to The Grill!" he teased, poking my shoulder.
"But I want to be with you!" I sighed, kissing his jaw bone lightly. He shook his head lightly and let me go. I pouted and Damon just laughed!
"You need a little break baby. There's only so much Damon a person can handle!" he winked, his usual smirk on his face. I stuck my tongue out at him, giving him a sad glare. He kissed my nose and grabbed my hand; leading me to his car.
Once we got inside his jet black Ferrari, I reached for the radio, all while getting my hand lightly slapped. "No radio for you, Ms. Gilbert! I'm not listening to Lady Gaga or Katy Perry"- I gave him my best puppy dog look- "not even that face will work! I need some good music!"
"For me?" I pleaded, knowing that he couldn't say no to that question. He glared at me for a second before letting out a loud sigh. He gave a curt nod, I giggled like a girl who's just been caught. I decided to play a song that reminded me of the gorgeous vampire who stole my heart, I had a feeling he would appreciate my thought. I turned on the radio, knowing exactly how to find the perfect song; luckily there was a station dedicated just to the lovely Taylor Swift.
Her voice echoed throughout the car and I sang along almost silently; the words holding a special meaning to me...
My mind forgets to remind me Drop everything now
You're a bad idea
You touch me once and it's really something,
You find I'm even better than you imagined I would be.
I'm on my guard for the rest of the world
But with you I know it's no good
And I could wait patiently but I really wish you would...
Meet me in the pouring rain
Take away the pain
'cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile
Get me with those green eyes, baby, as the lights go down
Give me something that'll haunt me when you're not around
'cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile
"Darling, do you think Taylor Swift bothers me? I've grown immune to her love lyrics..." he mumbled as he grasped my hand. I lowered the volume until it was a quiet buzz in the background. My cheeks flared a bright red and I giggled again.
"That song reminds me of you, dumbass. So much for the romance," I snickered while I watched the clouds zoom outside the window. Damon pulled up, in front of Mystic Fall's only hangout/restaurant/bar; the legendary Grill. The building was small and compact, fitting snugly between the bookstore and the little thrift store we had. The bricks that were once a fiery red, were now a dull pink.
I opened the door to the car, a little violently from embarrassment. "Elena, wait a second!" Damon asked, his hand clutching mine. I turned to face him, giving him the chance to continue. "I love making you blush baby, I promise you'll be surprised by our vacation!" Damon brought my hand (still clasped in his) to his lips and kissed my fingers softly before letting go; a sneaky grin danced onto his perfect mouth.
"My cheeks turn pink just for you!" I called out as I exited his Ferrari, excited to see my best friends again!
I'm SO SORRY for the wait, I had writes block for ages! Between school and my social life, I couldn't find the time! I'm so sorry loves :x