Elena didn’t want that moment to end, but Damon insisted on getting her out of the rain. He brought her to the Boarding House; where only Damon has been living for the past few months. Where Stefan was, they hadn’t a clue and she didn’t really care either. Not now. Not when Damon was walking her up to the front door and inside. Suddenly she felt blood rush to her face and those butterflies return to her stomach. What was going to happen? She’s never felt this way before. It was an epic feeling, she didn’t want to end.

As they walked inside the house Damon looked over at her. He had no idea what was going on in that head of hers, but whatever it was, the look on her face made him smile. What were they now? They have been on again off again friends for almost 2 years, but ever since he promised her- he would never leave her again- they have been closer than ever and maybe even closer now.

Words are very unnecessary between them. It would only break the silence that says it all. They stared up at each other and Elena noticed that Damon had taken a step closer to her; as she backed up against the wall. He was now stroking her arm and taking her by the chin with the touch of a finger. The space between them closed. Elena felt her body shiver as his lips once again touched hers. She wanted to love him forever. And she knew he wanted her forever too.

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After putting her diary away and running out the door - she stops. Laughing, she thinks, “Why does it feel like I am having a deja vu? Running outside in the rain to find Damon..again.” None the less, she continues down the road. I guess she preferred the run, rather than taking a car. However, she didn’t have to go far! “Damon! Oh Damon, thank God. I have been so stupid writing my feelings in my diary lately, when I could have just come to tell you in person. Which is what I am doing now..”

Damon; laughing at this - could not be more happy to hear Elena out of breath from running to find him and sounding relieved to find him too. Instead of letting her finish talking he takes her by the arm and pulls her in closer. Hearing Elena gasp at the sudden pull he says, “No more talking” with a smirk and leans in making his lips touch hers.

At the touch of his lips to hers Elena relaxed. This is what she wanted, she thought. Not writing in a diary night after night, but to actually have him close. To feel alive again and to feel loved.

All this time, they were waiting for each other.

To any of you who may have come across my tumblr..Do you have any suggestions as to what I should have in my post? I have already done a few diary entries..and I don’t want to bore any one with the same thing all the time..so please let me know! And if you like my diary entries ..I’m sure there’s more where that came from! And sorry I have no title to my account yet..there seems to be a problem with changing it. Has this happened to anyone else?

Thanks,

DelenaFever ;) 

Dear Diary,

My newly found love for Damon is like a drop in the ocean. I mean I’ve hardly slept..and heaven doesn’t seem far away any more. I want him, I need him. He’s been the one praying we might end up together and now here I am writing in my diary about wanting to be with him too. Wait..why am I writing in you? I should go find him. See ya later..or not..

-Elena

Damon’s victory dance as he realizes he has now won Elena over.

Dear Diary,

They say that home is where the heart is. I think I’ve found my home. I didn’t ask for this and maybe nobody ever would. It’s my sad yet happy reality. He was wrong, yes he was. He believed me when I said it would always be Stefan. What a fool I was, and he was. We’re going to find real love. This is how we’re going to define ourselves. You are loved, Damon..you are loved.

-Elena

I sit on my bed in my dorm. Rain coming down. I hear what seems to be the sound of thunder. It is late on a Sunday night at the end of November. All thoughts go towards Damon and Elena as the hiatus that brings us to 2012 slowly comes to an end. Slow and steady wins the race - this is what Damon and Elena are clearly showing us. They are end game, aren’t they? This is nothing but a storm. A storm of emotions as we go on this rollercoaster of Delena fever. Its catching, isn’t it? I’ve had it. Have you?

I love that you can post waaaaaaay more than 140 characters…but I am having trouble saving things..like, I can’t change my “name” that says untitled right now..which kind of sucks. Okay, that wasn’t much of a rant..just a statement or fact..haha

Damon, standing there motionless; did not know what to say or how to feel. Not right now when all he could think about was how she once said it would always be Stefan. She will always choose Stefan; while the contrary was he will always choose her. This may be the happiest moment of his almost 147 years as a vampire. They both stay silent; him looking at her, as she stares at the ground. He takes a step forward; reaching his hand out to put under her chin-to make her look up and into his eyes. Elena, I don’t think you need me saying this again, but you know that I will always choose you. I’m sorry, if I’m so stupid to not interpret this correctly, but when you say ———

The whole while Damon is talking to her, she feels paralyzed; unable to move or to look away. But now he is going off on a tangent and she has to make a move. His hand still lies underneath her chin, sure – but he is going to ruin this moment if he says another word saying that he doesn’t understand. She holds back a laugh at this idea, as to not ruin it herself. All of these thoughts spinning in her head – it’s like what you see in movies when the one person starts rambling on and on and you ———

But when you say ——— suddenly Damon can no longer speak. Suddenly there is nothing else in the world except him and Elena. She had stopped him from making a fool of himself, thank God he thought. As soon as her lips touched his, he removed his hand from under her chin and placed it on her cheek along with his other hand on her other cheek. She is now running her hands through his hair. Is it possible that this kiss feels more passionate and aggressive than ones with Katherine? He makes a subtle laugh at this thought, not enough to ruin the moment. However, he stops, looking up he realizes it’s still freezing raining. They must have both forgotten, for she also looks up and starts to laugh – then looks back at him. It’s the most heart-warming feeling seeing her look at him in that way, the way that he has been looking at her for almost two years now. Neither one wants to speak first, for they are both at a loss for words to even describe what has just happened.

Damon decides he will do the honours of speaking first – Wow, you have no idea how glad I am that you interrupted me before I made a complete idiot of myself –

She laughs, realizing she has never really seen this side of him before – You are kind of doing it now – she says while still laughing, and reaching out to once again stroke his arm.

He laughs along with her now and getting a warm tingly sensation as she strokes his arm – Well make me stop! – they both laugh.

You know what comes next? Of course she leans in to kiss him again, with the thought of life will never be the same again. And they live happily ever after – or wait, tricked you! This is not the end –