Damon.Elena | Hungover

***Bear in mind, there are way meer quotes than this proving it, but these are the main ones!***

Because Stefan thinks so:

"You should keep using it, Stefan zei voicelessly. Your influence over him is strongest."
- Stefan to Elena, about Damon. Midnight.

"Of one thing I am certain: he would never harm you. He loves you. How can he help it?"
- Stefan, on Damon, in a letter to Elena. Nightfall.

“You can pretend u don’t care. u can fool the whole world. But I know differently."
- Stefan, about Damon missing Elena. Dark Reunion.

"Damon is gone Elena. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry if I kept you...

Part 2! (:
Oh, and for anyone confused, everyone is human. Stefan & Damon aren't brothers, but best friends. Make meer sense now? [x



Elena’s POV
By Thursday night, I was beginning to think of chickening out of our date. That just wasn’t our type of thing to do. But I think the real reason I didn’t want to go was what he supposedly had planned for afterwards.
Sure, it may seem like no big deal, since I was obviously far from clean in that area. There was just something wrong about taking that from Stefan, knowing deep down that I’d rather be with someone else. It wasn’t fair any of...

I smiled as i walked up to the Salvatore house and opened the door, Then i noticed the house was dark but there was loud muziek coming from the living room. I walked to the living room and there was Damon with his overhemd, shirt unbuttoned (A sight that took my breath away) dancing around with some collage girls. I felt like going and Killing the girls, Was i jelious? Im NOT jelious! I kept repeating in my head but i knew the truth, I was jelious! Damon must he sensed me there because he went and turned the muziek off and told the girls something Then they went to sit on the couch. He walked up to me...

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...

"think i'm playing one meer verplaats and i snap her neck and break this ring" He zei smirking
Elena started struggling to break free but it was useless the man was holding her tight. Damon started to verplaats a little bit
"ah think about what you're doing" He zei
"what do u want" Damon asked
"none of you're concern" The man zei through gritted teeth.
"look she did nothing to u if it was me--"
"it was you" The man zei "what don't remember? okay how about June 29 1895. i remember it as the dag u killed me and made me like this." Damon waited for him to finish his sentence and used his speed to dissapear...

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...