Damon was lying on Elena’s постель, кровати as Elena was going through her jewelry, looking for some bracelet или ожерелье she didn’t like anyway. “I think your wiccan friend might be an issue” Damon said. “How’s that?” Elena asked distracted without turning around. “Well, she and I are not the best friends, Ты know. I doubt she’ll invite me in, in her magical little house” Damon replied. “So?” Elena shrugged. “You can wait outside, we don’t need Ты to do the spell” Damon frowned his eyes angry. “Well, then I suppose I can go back home, so I can play with Katherine, like Ты сказал(-а) so expressing this morning” he сказал(-а) grumpy. Now Elena turned around so quickly her neck cracked. She ignored the pain and shot Damon a furious look. She grabbed a ожерелье and walked to Damon. “She can have this one” she waved with the necklace, trying to sound normal. “I tried it on and it doesn’t suit me. So, if it doesn’t look good on me, it won’t look good on her, either”
Damon got up and walked towards Elena until he was just an inch away. He took her hands and looked her in the eyes. “I don’t believe that for a second, Elena” he сказал(-а) softly. “I think Ты can make the most worn diamond look shining bright” A tensing silence filled the room as they stared in each other’s eyes until Elena averted her head. “We have to go” she said, swallowing. She left her room, walking downstairs. Damon waited a few seconds, thinking in himself. He had to keep himself together. It was not going to happen. She loved Stefan, period. “Damon? Are Ты coming?” Elena shouted from down the stairs. “Yeah!” Damon shouted back. “I’m there” He left the room and ran downstairs to find Elena waiting for him. “What were Ты still doing there?” Elena asked slowly. “Just… thinking” Damon сказал(-а) honest. Elena nodded. “Okay” She opened the front door, walking to the car. As she and Damon got in the car and he started the engines she lay her hand on his. “Damon” she sighed. “We need to talk. About what happened” Damon looked down at the steering wheel before he looked at Elena. “I know what you’re going to say” he started. “You thought I was going to die. Ты thought Ты would never see me again. And though Ты Любовь Stefan Ты do care about me and Ты felt the need to let me die with a happy feeling. It was a sweet kiss, and I will cherish it, but it was nothing but a moment of compassion” Elena blinked and shook her head confused. “What, I-” “Elena” Damon сказал(-а) as he stroke her hair behind her ear. “It’s okay. I understand. I don’t want Ты to Любовь me against your will” He looked back eyes front and pushed the accelerator pedal.