Damon was lying on Elena’s letto as Elena was going through her jewelry, looking for some bracelet o collana 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, te 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 te 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 te detto so expressing this morning” he detto grumpy. Now Elena turned around so quickly her neck cracked. She ignored the pain and shot Damon a furious look. She grabbed a collana 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 detto softly. “I think te 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 te 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 te still doing there?” Elena asked slowly. “Just… thinking” Damon detto 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. te thought te would never see me again. And though te Amore Stefan te do care about me and te 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 detto as he stroke her hair behind her ear. “It’s okay. I understand. I don’t want te to Amore me against your will” He looked back eyes front and pushed the accelerator pedal.