Slightly extended clip of Elena opening her eyes when Damon lays down

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 meer 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 of his face, but in his eyes. His...

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 u everything and maybe if he had…” he glared up at Damon with a rage that petrified me. “Maybe if he had told u then I wouldn’t be here explaining myself, I wouldn’t have walked in on u two upstairs, and possibly we’d still be together…” I knew he was right. If Damon had told me that Stefan had zei he loved me and he was sorry about whatever...

“Every time. Every bloody time…” Damon muttered angrily as he yanked on a new pair of tracksuit trousers he had pulled out of a drawer. He glared at Stefan who gave him a guilty look. Damon threw me one of his shirts. I tugged it on and fumblingly did up the buttons. Stefan was pacing impatiently as we hurriedly got dressed.
“So what is it then?” Damon snapped. Stefan stopped pacing.
“There are new vampires in town. Three males,” he zei worriedly. Damon tensed.
“How do u know?” Damon asked, suddenly not as mad at his brother.
“I saw them hunting in the woods. They’re vicious...

I heard a cough from the doorway and both I and Damon spun around. Stefan stood awkwardly in front of us, with a sympathetic smile on his face.
“Hey man. Look, I’m so sorry about that thing earlier…You know, the fight…” he said, looking at the floor. Damon walked toward him.
“It’s ok. But we’ve got bigger problems than ourselves at the moment. Katherine is back. She needs to be…disposed of…” Damon zei the last to words with malice and it sent a shiver down my spine.
“But how? She’s older than us, therefore stronger. We can’t take her on alone, Damon.” Stefan reasoned....

Again im not a writer im just so in love with the couple that all i can do is think of them in different scenes

This is part 2 of the school party love (the volgende day)

After what had happened last night with damon i was unsure how to approach stefan, i felt gulity like i had done something wrong, i lay in my bed wide awake and kept thinking about how to put what i feel for damon into words and going over and over in my head the passion of last night. My phone began to ring

"Hello?" i zei as my hart-, hart began to race
"Hi i just wanted to know if u got home pagina veilig last night"
"stefan?"
"yeah" he said...

He was on his feet. I scrambled backwards. The hikers looked at him. The one that was looking at the scenery joined his friend and looked his leg.
“Man, it’s pretty deep. Sorry Kurt. We should have stopped back there.” Damon was walking towards them stealthily. Jeff looked up at him.
“Hey man, can u come here and help me stop the bleeding?” Damon advanced.
“Of course, I’ll help u stop the bleeding better than u think.” He was walking stealthily, moving like a hunter – a predator. His body lowered but the hikers didn’t notice as they were concentrating on Kurt’s injury....

“So, where exactly are we going, Damon?” Again he told me I’d have to wait and see. We drove for a long time until we reached a huge forest. Driving through the thick undergrowth made me remember what Stefan had talked about the night before and I shivered.
“You ok?” Damon looked at me, a puzzled look on his face.
“I’m fine, don’t worry.” I sat back against the zitplaats, stoel and closed my eyes. Suddenly someone was shaking me gently.
“Elena, wake up, we’re here,” a voice drifted into my consciousness.
“Wha- Did I fall asleep?” I zei groggily. Damon laughed softly.
“Yes you...

“How….” I zei slowly, trying to get my head around what Katherine was telling me. I was her humanity? I was her SOUL? “How…” I zei 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...