“Get your asses down her, God damn it!” I yelled, as the clock on the wall showed Matt and I had been waiting for the girls for almost ten minutes. I mean, how much time can you possibly use on something as unimportant as make-up? Elena for sure didn't need it. She was beautiful without it. I actually preferred her without it.
Sure, I loved the whole transformation she had gone through. I loved the new clothes that were flattering her beautiful body. But I also liked her without her make-up. I loved seeing her at night, without that stuff.
I had never had those thoughts about a girl before. Normally, I hated seeing the girls I had brought home without their make-up on. Something about them just wasn't sexy without.
But I loved seeing Elena all natural. But then again, Elena wasn't just some random girl I had brought home from a bar or a club. She was far more special. I cared for her. Actually, I cared a lot more than I should. I was beginning to understand that I didn't just find her attractive. I was in love with her. For the first time in my life, I was actually in love. And I was in love with my freaking best friend.
I had no idea how everything had changed during such a short amount of time. If Caroline hadn't invited me to join them in Cali, I probably wouldn't have known about my own feelings. I wouldn't know just how much I cared for Elena.
But I did join them, and in those three days we'd spent in Cali, I'd found out some stuff that changed everything. Elena wasn't just my best friend anymore. She had turned out to be a girl I wanted to be with.
“Sorry, Damon, Caroline had a small crisis about her choice of clothing,” Elena said, as she emerged from the stairs. She looked beautiful in her strapless yellow summer dress. Her hair was down, and she hadn't put on too much make-up. She was almost natural.
“Let's just get going. We have to go!” I said, feeling very impatient. I really wanted to show Elena Los Angeles. We weren't far from the city. Only 45 minutes of driving. I knew Elena had never been there, and I loved showing her big cities.
And now I would get to see her walk around in that dress, enjoying the sunlight, looking beautiful in the big city. God, I couldn't wait.
“When are you going to tell me where we're going?” she asked, as we made our way to the car. Matt was still inside, waiting for Blondie to come down. God, how important could her clothes be? We really needed to get driving!
“You'll know when we get there, Lena. Don't think about it, and don't ask, because I'm not going to tell you,” I said, smirking at her, as we got in the car. Of course she chose to sit next to me. Barbie and Ken could have the backseat. I wanted to keep Elena by my side.
God, since when did I turn into this whimp?
The drive was almost too much. Elena fell asleep pretty quickly, and Barbie and Ken spent the whole ride making out on the backseat, reminding me that I wouldn't get laid for a very long time. Not until Elena started getting the message, at least. Would I even be with her like that? Of course I wouldn't pressure her to give it up, before she was actually ready. But if I actually accomplished to make her feel something for me, would she want to go all the way with me?
Of course, she trusted me. I know she did. But did she trust me enough to let me take her virginity? I mean, 20 years was a long time. And she had never really been interested in boys. Would she be able to feel something for me?
I looked at her sleeping form next to me, and smiled. She looked absolutely adorable. A soft smile planted on her lips, and her eyes closed, leaning against the window. God, I loved looking at her. I couldn't get enough, actually.
I forced my gaze away from her, and caught Caroline's look in the rear view mirror. She was smiling knowingly at me. Shit. She couldn't know! Then she would tell Elena. And she couldn't tell her. She couldn't know yet.
Caroline winked and me, and returned her attention to Matt. My whole plan could be completely ruined. If Caroline went on blabbing to Elena, I wouldn't be able to seduce her, the way I had planned. Everything would be one big drama. But what the hell could I do about it? Ask Caroline to keep her mouth shut? Would she listen?
Maybe Blondie didn't even see it. Maybe she just thought I was smiling at a joke or something... If I was lucky, she would believe that. I couldn't do anything about it anyways. If she saw, she did, and I just hoped she would ask me, before saying anything to Elena.
I pulled in a parking lot, and Matt and Caroline got out immediately. They were probably happy to get to stretch their legs. I turned to the side, and started nudging Elena carefully.
“Lena? Sweetie, we're here,” I said, smiling as she started wake up. She was cute. All innocent and small.
As her eyes shut open, she looked at me with a calm smile.
“Hey...” she said, sounding rather sleepy. I smiled at her and fetched my sunglasses from my pocket.
“Come on. We have a lot to see,” I said, getting out of the car. She followed right behind me, and her eyes went wide, as she saw where we were.
“Los Angeles? You seriously brought me to Los Angeles?!” she said, surprise written all over her face. I smirked at her, feeling pretty happy with my self. It had been the right choice to bring her to Los Angeles. She already seemed to love it, and I hadn't even shown her the town yet. There was so much for her to see.
“Yeah. You like it?” I asked, taking my sunglasses on. She nodded eagerly and put her own sunglasses on. She looked like a dream. The sundress complimented her body, and the smile planted on her lips just made her look even more beautiful. I wish I could take her in my arms right there, and kiss her senseless. God, I wish I could do that.
But no, that had to wait. Hopefully I could make her feel something for me, and then we would be alright to go. Then I would be able to feel those soft looking lips against my own every time I wanted to. I really didn't want to wait.
“Elena! Shopping!” Caroline squeaked, taking Elena's hands. I rolled my eyes. Of course Blondie wanted to shop. She didn't do anything else than that! But I guess I would survive, if Elena wanted to shop as well. I knew she wasn't much for it, but the girls needed to have fun. I wanted Elena to have fun. And if that meant looking at clothes, shoes and accessories all day, I wouldn't complain.
You are really turning into a sap, Salvatore.
I grinned a bit at the thought. I was whipped. Damon Salvatore was actually whipped. How the hell did that happen?
Well, it was simple enough. I was utterly and totally in love with my best friend. And something told me that the fight for her, would be long.
“Caroline, that really wouldn't be fair to the boys. I mean, we're on a trip together. We can't just run off and start shopping,” Elena said, her cheeks turning red, as she looked at Matt. I felt the jealousy let out a mighty roar in the middle of my stomach. She shouldn't be blushing at Matt. He was a quarterback doing drugs, God damnit. She wasn't supposed to like him!
“It's fine. We can join you or find something else to do. Really, Lena, it's fine,” I said, flashing her the smile I usually made girls drop with. She smiled back at me, her cheeks still rosy from the blushing. I would love nothing more than to see her face red with color, as her beautiful hair was spread on my pillow, her naked underneath....
Stop it, Salvatore! Not here!
I had accepted what I felt about her. No doubt there. But the thought of her, underneath me like that, still did wonders to my body. I hadn't forgotten yesterday morning, and I really didn't want to have to repeat that. She made me feel like a horny little teenage boy. She would be the hot senior girl, the one everyone wanted, and there I was, a freshman, completely and utterly in love with her, wanting to do everything to get her.
How did she transform me into this kind of boy? I had always been able to be in control of my body. During lap dances, strip, everything. I was the one in control, and I knew how to pleasure a girl. But she made me feel out of control.
And God, how I wanted to pleasure her. I would love to see her crumble underneath me, shouting out my name in ecstasy.
Get your thoughts straight! Don't think of her like that!
Elena was still smiling at me, her head cocked slightly. I shook my head lightly and joined the others, as we started walking towards the city. I needed to get my head out of the gutter.
I loved seeing Elena happy. I absolutely loved it. First of all, she seemed to enjoy the sun on her face, and the warmth of California. She looked perfect with the sunshine on her body. She was my California dream. I wanted her. God, how I wanted her.
I wish I could walk next to her, my arm around her or my hand in hers, to make it clear to everyone that this girl was mine.
Sadly, that wasn't really something I could do. Sure, I could go up next to her, put my arm around her shoulder and pull her close, just like I had done in the airport and on the beach. But she seemed to be enjoying her self, and in reality, she wasn't mine at all. I wasn't able to kiss her whenever I wanted, I wasn't able to call her mine. Maybe I never would be.
I felt like going to the closest bar and drinking my self in a stupor. But that would be a very bad idea. Elena would probably kill me. Then she would ask me what was wrong, and in my drunken state, I would probably tell her all about my feelings for her, and she would be disgusted and scared of me for the rest of our lives.
Nope, I was going to remain sober. Maybe even look like I was having fun.
“Why haven't you said anything?”
I looked to my side, confused to see Blondie standing next to me, looking at me with a knowing look. What the hell was she talking about?
“Haven't said anything about what?” I asked, genuinely confused. I had no idea what she was talking about.
“You like her. Elena,” she said, not bothering to tell me the details. I sighed and looked back at Elena. She was talking and laughing with Matt. They looked like they were having a blast. Great, another step back in my plan. Just great.
“I don't know what you're talking about, Caroline,” I said, lying to her face. I know, it wasn't nice of me. I probably shouldn't have lied to her, but I was kind of in a hard place. I had never been one to care about feelings, and least of all be this influenced by them. But here I was, head over heels with my best friend, and it was ruining me.
“Oh, you know exactly what I mean. Don't give up, Damon. I won't tell her. Just... Don't give up on her.”
“What do you expect me to do? She's clearly not interested,” I said, not taking my eyes off her. She was still talking to the quarterback. Caroline sighed.
“There's this club close to the beach house. Tell her you want to go dancing with her, and then we'll go together. Just trust me.”
And with that comment she sped up, and joined Elena and Matt. I saw Caroline kiss Matt gently, and Elena looked away. Couldn't he see what he was doing to her? She was miserable, and it was because of him! I wanted to snap his neck. No one should hurt my girl.
What the hell was going on with Caroline and that party? Sure, I would love to see Elena at a party, but I hadn't exactly seen that one coming from Caroline, in that situation.
“You okay?” I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer. She looked up at me, and a smile appeared on her soft lips again. Oh, how I wanted to kiss her.
“Yeah, I'm fine. This is really nice, Damon. I'm really glad you brought me here,” she said, leaning into my embrace. I smiled, enjoying the way her body seemed to fit perfect into mine. I had never felt that way with any girl before. Somehow, they were always awkward to hold. They never really seemed to fit in with me. Too tall, too small, too big boobs, too small boobs...
Everything seemed to be wrong with other girls. But this girl, right next to me, fit perfectly into my body.
“Of course. We're in California. You need to get the full experience. And LA is a part of that experience. We'll go see some stuff, then we can eat and you can go shopping with Blondie. We're going to Disneyland some other day. I want you to have the full day there,” I said, smiling at the plans I had made. I knew Elena loved Disneyland. We'd been in the one in Florida lot's of times. She became a small child as soon as we stepped inside. She would run around to every single ride, pulling me behind her. And I would follow her, a smile playing on my lips as I enjoyed her being carefree.
“I'm so happy we went. I know I keep repeating, but I really love spending time with you,” she said, blushing slightly. I smiled and removed the hair that was falling in front of her face. I wanted to see her. She was beautiful. She was already getting even more tanned from the sharp sun.
“I'm glad we went too. Hey, there's this club not very far from the house. I was thinking we could go in like two days,” I asked, feeling a bit nervous. I knew Elena wasn't the type to go to parties. Not at all, actually. But I really wanted to see her let loose, and I needed alcohol and music for her to do that. That's why the party was perfect. Caroline was right.
“Sure. It sounds cool. Caroline and Matt can join us, right?” she asked, smiling at me. I nodded, happy that she accepted. If I was lucky, she would wear a dress. I know, she had been wearing dresses during most of our trips, but I suspected that a party dress would be a lot more... Revealing. I know I was crazy, but I wanted to see her. If I could, I would have her underneath me, all naked, all the time.
I really needed to stop thinking of her like that! Sure, I wanted her. I knew I wanted her. But that didn't mean I should think about her like that, all the time. It resulted in me having a raging hard-on, in the middle of a big city. And if Elena saw that...
“Thanks, Damon. Now, let's go see this city!”