Curiosity kills.: @Stefan: Blindsided.

broodingstefan:

missmysticvampire:

Caroline’s eyes widened in surprise. Stefan’s speech, it was beautiful. No guy had ever said anything so passionate to her, not even Matt. She hadn’t known that Stefan had felt the way he did. She assumed the kiss was a mistake in his eyes, that he would always be in love with Elena. Like Matt was. That he could never see her that way because he’d been with Elena.

She stood up, walking towards his pacing figure. She wrapped her arms around him in a crushing embrace. Caroline pulled away, looking up at him. “You don’t need to fight for me, I’m already yours.” She kissed him softly, smiling into the kiss, and feeling all of those fireworks again.

-At first Stefan’s body stiffened, not knowing what to expect as Caroline walked over to him. When she put her arms around him, he relaxed and did the same. Stefan hadn’t felt this complete and sure of himself  for a while. He returned Caroline’s soft kiss, gently biting her lower lip and leaning her down like they did in black & white movies. Swiftly bringing her back up, they kissed again and Stefan could have sworn he heard fireworks going off. He definitely saw them going off every time he closed his eyes, kissing her. Stefan leaned his forehead against hers and whispered to her- You mean so much more to me than you really know. I suppose I’ll have to change that, won’t I? -He smiled at her.-

“I guess you will,” She said, smiling against his shoulder and holding him tighter. She hadn’t been this happy, this stress free in what felt like forever. Her mind wasn’t racing at light-speed either. She was in the moment, no where else. She was there with Stefan and she felt loved. She didn’t feel second best or unwanted, she just felt loved. Caroline was glad she’d taken this risk, and she knew that Stefan was too.

I always get talked about by other people’s anons but I never get anons.

wanky—lopez:

quinnfabraylicious:

Same.

Curiosity kills.: @Stefan: Blindsided.

broodingstefan:

missmysticvampire:

“My room’s fine. Mom’s not home.” She said, stiffly. It was hard to believe that only a few hours ago they were joking and playing around and daring each other to sing at The Grill. Things seemed so different now as she guided him into her room. There were no jokes or smiles or anything, just tension. It was thick, and it would take more than a knife to cut it. More like a machete, she thought to herself.

She sat down on her bed, avoiding eye contact with him. She was afraid that if she looked him in the eye, like she had on the porch, then she would kiss him. It had taken a lot of restraint for her not to kiss him or even touch him back there. She wanted to know if this what they both wanted, what Stefan was feeling before she even dared to lock lips with him again.

-Stefan sat down on her bed next to her, looking around. He would’ve sat in the wicker chair next to her bed but he figured that would only cause more tension. Stefan ran a hand through his hair while his other arm accidentally grazed Caroline’s. He felt that same spark, the warmth that he did when they kissed and it took him slightly by surprise. He stood up and paced in front of her.- Caroline, were you serious when you said that we should just forget what happened? Is that what you really want me to do? -He didn’t wait for an answer, he just continued.- Because I won’t. I don’t want Elena but I won’t deny that she’ll always be special to me. I want you and what I felt the night that we kissed, that’s something I thought I’d never feel again. I will fight for you, Caroline, if I have to. I’m afraid if I don’t take this chance, I’ll regret it but I’m not afraid of losing you as my best friend. I want you and only you. -He stopped talking and looked down at her, waiting for a response.-

Caroline’s eyes widened in surprise. Stefan’s speech, it was beautiful. No guy had ever said anything so passionate to her, not even Matt. She hadn’t known that Stefan had felt the way he did. She assumed the kiss was a mistake in his eyes, that he would always be in love with Elena. Like Matt was. That he could never see her that way because he’d been with Elena.

She stood up, walking towards his pacing figure. She wrapped her arms around him in a crushing embrace. Caroline pulled away, looking up at him. “You don’t need to fight for me, I’m already yours.” She kissed him softly, smiling into the kiss, and feeling all of those fireworks again.

wat.

Curiosity kills.: @Stefan: Blindsided.

missmysticvampire:

Caroline’s phone sat on the top of her dresser, untouched since she had texted Stefan. She was nervous. She fidgeted with her ring constantly and paced around her room. The waiting was what was killing her. She had waiting almost as much as she hated silence. They were both…

“My room’s fine. Mom’s not home.” She said, stiffly. It was hard to believe that only a few hours ago they were joking and playing around and daring each other to sing at The Grill. Things seemed so different now as she guided him into her room. There were no jokes or smiles or anything, just tension. It was thick, and it would take more than a knife to cut it. More like a machete, she thought to herself.

She sat down on her bed, avoiding eye contact with him. She was afraid that if she looked him in the eye, like she had on the porch, then she would kiss him. It had taken a lot of restraint for her not to kiss him or even touch him back there. She wanted to know if this what they both wanted, what Stefan was feeling before she even dared to lock lips with him again.

@Stefan: Blindsided.

Caroline’s phone sat on the top of her dresser, untouched since she had texted Stefan. She was nervous. She fidgeted with her ring constantly and paced around her room. The waiting was what was killing her. She had waiting almost as much as she hated silence. They were both endless and loomed on forever.

Caroline had taken Bonnie’s advice with the whole risk thing. She still wasn’t sure if it was a good decision or not. Because they were risking everything. Risking an eternity as friends if this didn’t work, and that scared her. She knew that Bonnie and Elena would be gone someday, and if this relationship ruined the friendship she had with Stefan then she would be alone. For who knows how long. It scared her. So she had only texted him, ‘We need to talk. Meet me at my house.’ Simple, no elaboration. Just a text. He hadn’t texted her back, and she was starting to doubt whether or not he was coming.

Until the doorbell rang. She darted out of her room at vampiric speed, not bothering to check her hair or makeup before doing so, and opened the door.