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Steven R. McQueen
Born as Steven Chadwick McQueen in July 13, 1988. He is an American actor, best known for his role as Jeremy Gilbert in The CW Показать The Vampire Diaries and his recurring role as Kyle Hunter in Everwood.
McQueen was born in Los Angeles, California, the son of Stacey Toten and actor/producer Chad McQueen. His paternal grandparents were actor Steve McQueen and Filipino-born actress Neile Adams. His stepfather, Luc Robitaille, is a retired Canadian NHL hall of famer.
Filmography

Films
Year    Film    Role    Notes
2006    Club...

дата of Birth
8 December 1978, Covington, Louisiana, USA


Birth Name
Ian Joseph Somerhalder


Height
5' 9½" (1.77 m)


Mini Biography
The son of a massage therapist and a building contractor, Somerhalder was born and raised in the small southern town of Covington, LA. Boating, swimming, fishing and training Лошади filled much of his recreational time growing up, as did the school drama club and performing with the local theater group. With his mother's encouragement, at age 10 he began a modeling career that took him to New York each summer. By junior high, he opted to put modeling on the back burner...

Comparisons are easily done
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like an яблоко hanging from a tree
I picked the ripest one
I still got the seed

You сказал(-а) Переместить on
Where do I go
I guess секунда best
Is all I will know

Cause when I'm with him
I am thinking of you
Thinking of Ты
What Ты would do if
You were the one
Who was spending the night
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into your eyes

You're like an Indian summer
In the middle of winter
Like a hard Конфеты
With a surprise center
How do I get better
Once I've had the best
You сказал(-а) there's
Tons of рыба in the water
So the waters I will test

He kissed my lips
I taste your...

Ok, so if Ты know me from Fanfiction.net (Danielle Salvatore) Ты would know that I’m a major Bamon fan. They are my Избранное pairing from VD in the Показать and Книги (though mostly books). But lately, in the Показать at least, I’ve started to see Delena in a new light, maybe even to the point that I might start liking them soon.
Now before my fellow Bamon Фаны start kicking my ass, I’m not saying that I’m switching pairings. I still Любовь Bamon, but I think in the VD show, I might become neutral someday.
So I got inspired to get into the Delena Фан base a little, by going over to their spot...

Elena’s POV
“Why don’t Ты sit down and we can talk.” I was pressed tightly up against the counter. “No need to be scared.” Katherine was smiling as she took steps towards me. “Katherine this is between Damon, Stefan and Ты not me.” Katherine tilted her head and shook it tell me no. “Honey this is about you.”

    Damon’s POV    
“How the hell could Ты do that? Damon I asked Ты to do this for Elena.” Stefan was furious. I just rolled my eyes. “Your just upset because she may also have feelings for me to, just like Katherine.”...

“What do Ты mean? What’s happened?” Damon urged. Katherine hung her head solemnly.
“The new Вампиры in town are the same ones that were obsessed with me back in the 1850’s. The exact same ones.” My jaw dropped and I gasped.
“Why are they here? Why now?” сказал(-а) Damon as he tensed up and clenched his fists.
“My guess is that it’s because I’m close to my…humanity, which is, FOR NOW, Elena,” she said, accentuating the words ‘for now’ and staring maliciously at me. I took a step back. Damon placed himself as if he was ready to protect me from anything. His eyes were wide....

“How….” I сказал(-а) slowly, trying to get my head around what Katherine was telling me. I was her humanity? I was her SOUL? “How…” I сказал(-а) pathetically again. She sat down on the sofa and held her empty glass tightly. She looked up at me.
“When Emily removed my humanity, she locked it away. She told me that the only way I could ever get it back was if it was…born again. Then she would chant a spell and my souls would be united.” She stared sadly at the floor. “But Emily has gone. Her spell has gone. There’s no way I can get my humanity back…” Damon’s mouth stopped hanging...

“What?” Stefan сказал(-а) when words failed to leave both Damon and my mouths. She was still staring at me.
“I can’t believe it. How is this possible?” she сказал(-а) to herself. I was at loss. What was she TALKING about? Stefan slowly walked towards her and knelt beside her.
“Katherine, we need Ты to tell us. What are Ты talking about? How is Elena…you?” he asked gently. She seemed to calm down and she walked over to the bar. She shakily poured herself a large neat водка and downed it. She slammed the glass down and stared at the fire.
“A few years before I came to Mystic Falls in 1864,...

Suddenly, two men emerged from the forest behind us. They were dressed head to toe in hiking gear and they were laughing and chatting to each other.
“See what I mean?” Damon whispered in my ear. I batted him away.
“Oh shush.” He laughed gently and I saw that his line of vision was fixed on the hikers. I felt myself shaking slightly. He looked down at me abruptly.
“Elena, don’t worry. I won’t hurt them. I won’t hurt anyone when you’re around me. I promise.” My shaking gradually stopped. I looked back at the hikers and one of them saw me looking. He waved.
“Hi there!” he...

Stefan looked at the floor guiltily.
“Go on Stefan, explain yourself,” Damon pressed. Stefan looked up at him angrily.
“You already know everything.” He looked back at me. “Elena, I’m so sorry I left you. I asked Damon to tell Ты everything and maybe if he had…” he glared up at Damon with a rage that petrified me. “Maybe if he had told Ты then I wouldn’t be here explaining myself, I wouldn’t have walked in on Ты two upstairs, and possibly we’d still be together…” I knew he was right. If Damon had told me that Stefan had сказал(-а) he loved me and he was sorry about whatever...

It was Stefan.

He stared at us with an intensity that shook me to the bone. Damon felt me shiver and tightened his grip on me. My anger towards Stefan flared up again and I glared at him. But at the same time I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of happiness at the fact that he was here again in my life. But the desertion, the abandonment consumed me once еще and I continued to glare at him. But as projected my anger out as hard as I could to him, I couldn’t help but notice that he was different. Something about him was – off. It wasn’t in his stance или his face, but in his eyes. His...