Damon/Elena - Hurricane

The doorbell rang. Sighing, I pushed myself up from the sofa and placed my diary on the table. On my way to the door, it rang again.
“Ok ok, I’m coming!” I said angrily, and wrenched open the oak door. It was Damon.
“Damon, what do you want,” I said, exasperated. I really didn’t want to deal with whatever crap he was intending to say right now.
“I was coming to see if you were ok,” he said calmly.
“Pfft. Like you really care,” I tried to shut the door in his face, but his strong hand stopped me easily. “I really don’t feel like talking to you.” I let go of the door and...

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Damon&Elena - Don't Hide

“Stefan?” I asked as I opened the boarding house front door. Nobody answered.
“Stefan, you there?” I asked again, but still received no answer. Suddenly I felt someone stroking my hair. I whirled around, but saw no one there. I turned back around, I froze. Damon was standing right in front of me, our clothes nearly touching. He was staring right into my eyes, a small smirk lingering on his lips.
“You scared me,” I said, walking towards the living room.
“Sorry,” he said, following me, sounding not sorry at all....