#niklausxoc

“Do you know the reason you should never drink alone?” he asked then took a sip as Katie shook her head not really giving it much thought. “Because most of the time if you’re drinking…there’s something you need to get off their chest and that can’t happen if you’re alone.”

Katie smirked at him. “Are you suggesting that I should bare my soul to you and get all the things that have me feeling like punching a brick wall off my chest?” she asked then took a drink.

“Well, I do have ears.” He told her then smirked.

She considered it for a second before she remember exactly who it was that she was talking to. “I don’t think that would be the best idea.” She replied.

“Why not? I’m a good listener.” He argued with a smile and made a come at me motion with the hand his drink wasn’t in.

“You’re also a powerful hybrid who could use anything I might say against me in the court of vampire law.” She countered as she stood up and walked over to the window and looked down at the always busy streets of the French quarter.

"There is no vampire law." Klaus pointed out.

"Exactly." Katie replied still looking out the window.

“Katie I promise you, whatever might come out of your mouth tonight will be forgotten as soon as I walk out that door.” he told her with a point to the bedroom door.

“And how do I know you’ll keep that promise?” she asked as she turned from the window and walked over to look down at him where he still sat on the couch.

“Because like you I don’t break promises.” He answered simply then gave her a questioning look that asked if she was going to talk to him or not.

She took a deep breath and let it out as she said, “Okay.”

“Very well then.” He patted the couch and she downed her glass then sat down where he had patted. He grabbed her shoulders and moved her around to lie on the couch with her head on his leg. He brushed her hair back so that it was fanned out over his lap. “Now, close your eyes and tell me all about it.”

She closed her eyes and felt him start messing with her hair. “All I can think about is how stupid this feels.” She opened her eyes and looked up at him looking down at his hands in her hair.

“Eyes closed.” He gently scolded her and she shook her head with a small smile on her lips as she closed her eyes. “Why did you come to my city?”

“Because I was wanted to see my dad, the man I haven’t seen since I was ten when he and my mother abandoned me in a pointless mission to keep you and Elijah away from me.” She answered as he played with her hair, relaxing her. “Turns out now that I’m a vampire he can’t stand the sight of me even though he is a vampire too.”

“Parent’s are overrated.” He commented.

“Yeah. Especially when you’ve lived two lives and both fathers hate you and neither mother could grow a freaking backbone.” She complained. “Remind me my I’m complaining about my life to you again.” She said as she opened her eyes and looked up at him.

“You used to have so much fire in your eyes.” he told her quietly as he looked into her eyes and brushed the backs of his fingers over her cheek. Her eyes fluttered in an attempt to hold back her tears. “I want to know who snuffed it out so I can kick their arse."

“Why do you care?” she asked all too aware of his hand where it rested on the hollow of her neck.

“Because I care.” He answered and was surprised when she accepted it. “Keep talking please. Eyes closed.”

“I didn’t just come here to see my dad.” She started again as she closed her eyes.

Klaus gasped exaggeratedly and she looked up at him. “Don’t tell me you came all the way here to see me.”

He looked down at her with a playful smile on his face and she laughed a little. “No, although it’s been a pleasant surprise so far.” She shook her head and closed her eyes. His thumb brushed back and forth over her neck. “Elijah told me that if I ever needed him I could call to him with our link and he would find me.” She explained and she started picking at her cuticles, feeling the pain return to her chest. “When I caught Damon with Elena I had a panic attack and I called to him, but he never showed. I thought it was just because he was tied up at the moment and couldn’t get to me. Then I get here and find him with Hayley.” The ache in her chest intensified and tears started slipping down her cheeks, wetting his pant leg that her head still rested on.

“So screw love.” He suggested. “Go to college frat parties, snack on handsome un-expecting lads and enjoy the single life.”

“You make it sound so easy.” She said as she wiped her face with her hands.

“It is easy.” He encouraged.

“Not when I have to share a dorm room with Elena, Caroline and Bonnie.” She pointed out. “I can’t be around Elena without wanting to murder her. Caroline isn’t taking sides because according to her you can’t help who you fall in love with. And Bonnie thinks Damon and I never should have been together as long as we were. According to her I’m a doormat.” She picked her hand up and started fiddling with her daylight ring instead of picking at her cuticles. “I’m starting to think that because I shouldn’t be alive in the first place that there is no one out there for me. I should’ve stayed dead after you killed me.” She sniffled getting tired of crying and sat up, wiping her face with her fingers.

She was grabbing her glass of off the coffee table when Klaus stood up and held his hand out to her. “Dance with me?” he smiled when she placed her hand in his. He walked her around to the fireplace and turned the slow song up a little. “Did you know that I made a quick appearance at your senior prom?” he asked as he wrapped his arm around her waist and she placed her hand on his shoulder. She shook her head no as she slid her hand into his. She didn’t remember seeing him at the prom, but she knew he was in town around that time. “Of course you didn’t. You were too busy moping in the corner, pushing a cube of cheesecake around on your plate with a plastic fork.” She frowned wondering why of all things he remembered exactly what she was doing. “You looked ravishing in that lavender ball gown by the way.” She looked into his eyes, wondering why he was telling her this. “Had it been possible I would have asked you to dance, but more pressing matters were at hand.” He slid his hand down to the small of her back and pulled her closer. She didn’t resist and slid her hand from his shoulder to rest on the nape of his neck. Her cheek brushed his and her eyes slipped shut from the intimacy of it. “I know you hate me and I deserve it after everything I’ve done to your friends in Mystic Falls, but-”

“I don’t hate you.” his hand on her lower back pressed further into her at her words. “I don’t particularly like you sometimes, but…if I had lived the life you have I can’t say I wouldn’t be just as paranoid and untrusting.” She pulled back as much as his hold on her would let her and looked him in the eyes. Without meaning to her eyes slipped down to his lips and when a smile stretched over them she looked back into his eyes.

He let go of the hand he was holding and grabbed her hips, jerking her into him making her gasp at his roughness before she laughed and grabbed each side of his neck. He looked her face over as if to make sure she wanted him. To answer his unspoken question she jumped and wrapped her legs around him as she pressed her lips to him. With super speed he spun them around and pressed her against the wall next to the fire place. A gasp left her lips at the force of her back hitting the wall and it only fed the flames that were growing between them. She grabbed the hem of his black long sleeved shirt and started fumblingly pushing it up his torso. With a devilish laugh he took his hands off of her and pulled the shirt off then grabbed the neckline of her tank top and ripped it open.

She grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him into her as she pressed her lips roughly to his. With a growl that sent a pleasurable shiver down her spine he whooshed them over to the bed on the other side of the room and laid her down, attacking her neck. A moan left her lips when he grazed his teeth over the sensitive skin.

He sat up, pulling her with him, not breaking the kiss as he unhooked her bra and slid the straps down her shoulders. Another gasp left her lips when he placed his strong hand on her chest and pushed her back on the bed, sliding his hand down between the valley of her breast to her stomach, causing her breath to hitch and a laugh to leave her lips when he hit her ticklish spot. He smiled and looked onto her eyes with lust as she popped the button of her shorts open and jerked them and her panties from her body.

In a flash she rolled them over and started kissing her way sloppily down this perfectly toned torso to the button of his jeans. Deciding to mess with him she slowed things down and looked up at him through her lashes as she unbuttoned his jeans and slowly pulled the zipper down. Her fingertips brushed over the skin of his hips as she hooked her fingers under the band of his boxers. “Get a move on, Sweetheart.” He complained breathily. She gave him an evil smirk then swiftly pulled the rest of his clothes off and caught him in her mouth. “Bloody hell.” He gasped making her laugh which only made it feel that much better for him. He let her carry on for a minute or two before he sat up and threaded his fingers into her hair making her look up at him as he pulled her up to him with her hair.

He flipped them over and attacked her neck as he sank into her pulling a gasp from her before she moaned, “Klaus.” He grabbed her hand that was hastily exploring his chest and pinned it to the bed, his fingers threaded together with hers. Her fingertips pressed into his smooth back while he kissed her neck and rocked into her, pushing her closer and closer to the edge of falling into pure ecstasy. When he stopped kissing her neck, keeping his head tucked next to hers, his breathy moans in her ear pushed her over. “Klaus I-” He cut her off with a hard kiss as he tumbled over the edge with her.

She thought that once they had reached their high and the orgasm passed that he would roll off her and finished coming down from the high separately then cuddle, but he didn’t. He stayed where he was, kissing her coming completely down from the high together until his hungry kisses turned gentle. Only then did he slip out of her and slide to lie beside her, brushing his hand over her cheek as he did, turning her head to look at him.

Usually this is when she would stare off in the distance and zone out to revel in the post sex quietness, but instead she looked at him. She never would have thought that Klaus would be the one to make her feel something good for the first time in a long time. “Are you always this quiet after?” he asked with a smirk and she moved to rest her hand on the side of his neck as she tucked her arm under her head.

“Pretty much.” She answered quietly then looked at her hand on his neck. “Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, Sweetheart. I like seeing you like this…” he told her as he slid his hand down her neck, over her arm and to her wrist that he grabbed taking her hand off his neck. She thought that maybe he didn’t want her touching him, but he surprised her and pressed a kiss to her palm.

Her eyes fluttered from the intimate contact. “Like what?” she asked then watched him kiss each of her fingertips his attractive full lips.

“Completely and beautifully unraveled.” He answered quietly as he set her hand on his chest and sat up grabbing the thin white sheet to pull it over their naked figures, but he paused, his eyes trained on the door. “Uh oh.”

Wide eyed Katie sat up and grabbed the sheet, pulling it over her chest. “Elijah.” whispered seeing him standing in the doorway with a slack jaw.

His shock at seeing her in bed with Klaus quickly faded and he tucked his hands into his pockets. “Don’t cover up on my behalf.”

Katie took her ashamed eyes off of Elijah to look at Klaus. “Don’t look at me, Sweetheart, you’re the one with the power right now.”

Katie looked back at Elijah as both men waited for her to speak. With a pounding heart she slid from the bed and pulled on a silk robe. Klaus made a move to get out of bed but she held her hand up, stopping him. “You stay.” She pointed at him making him smirk as she tied the robe and walked over to Elijah, pushing him out of the door with a hand on his chest.

“Did you really sleep with him or is this some rouse to make me jealous?” he asked with a hard face.

“It’s not a ruse.” She answered quietly and his lips tightened. “I don’t need to explain myself to you when not even twenty four hours ago I walked in on you and Hayley.”

“That was different.” He told her coldly.

“How?” she asked getting mad at him.

“It’s different because I have genuine feelings for her. My involvement with her goes deeper than meaningless trysts.” He argued taking a step closer to her. “You deserve better than him.”

“Because you’re better than him, right?” she challenged.

“I did not say that.” He defended.

“But didn’t you?” she asked with a pissed off laugh. “I mean you always say that whoever I’m with isn’t good enough for me. You don’t want other people to have me yet you don’t want me either.”

“Katie.” He tried to calm her, but she stepped back.

“Don’t Katie me!” she yelled at him surprising herself. “I’m not usually one for ultimatums, but I have no choice.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “Right here right now, chose me or Hayley because I can’t take this any more. Being tied to you without actually being with you is killing me, Elijah.” She felt tears pooling in her eyes but refused to let them fall. “I’ve held out hope that one day we could make it work, but it’s never going to work.”

“Katie, please don’t do this. Klaus has gotten under your skin you’re not thinking straight.”

“Klaus has nothing to do with this. I’m thinking more clearly now than I have in a very, very long time.” He took a step to her and tried to cup her face in his hands, but she knocked his hands away. “Choose!” He paused and looked down at the ground for a few minutes then back up at her. “You’re choosing her, aren’t you?” she asked and he nodded. Tears slipped down her cheeks as she bit her lips closed and nodded. She turned her back on him and opened the door to her room, but paused and turned back to him. “I found a decent of Fiona a year ago. I’ll find her and have her break the link.”

“Katie don’t-” he was cut off by the door slamming in his face. Now out of his sight she grabbed a vase that was sitting on a pedestal next to the door and whipped it at the wall as a pissed off scream ripped through her body. After taking in the bits of shattered glass that had scattered over the floor she took her daylight ring off and threw it across the room.

Klaus caught it right before it hit him in the face. In her despair she’d forgotten he was still in the room. So when she crossed the room, threw open the balcony doors and stepped into the morning sunlight it didn’t have a chance to catch her on fire like she had intended. Klaus wrapped his arms around her pressing her ring into her chest as he pulled her back into the shade of the room. “Damn you Klaus, let me go.” She growled fighting his hold on her, but he was far stronger than her.

“And let you walk out onto that balcony and remove yourself from this world? Sorry sweetheart that’s not going to happen.” Knowing if he let her go she would just make another run for the sun Klaus whooshed them over to sit on the bed, her back pressed against his chest as he held her in place.

“Please, I just want it to be over.” She begged through her tears. “No one will miss me just let me go.”

He held her while her body shook with sobs. After a few minutes her tears came quieter, but Klaus still held her, now leaning back on the headboard. Her phone started ringing. Klaus picked it up from the bedside table to see that it was Damon. He put the phone in front of Katie so that she could see who it was and she shook her head no. He pressed the talk button and put it to his ear. “I’m afraid Katie Cat can’t come to the phone right now.”

“Klaus?” Damon asked confused to hear that he had answered Katie’s phone. “What the hell did you do with Katie?”

“I’m sorry it sounds like you actually care.” Klaus responded angrily.

“I can hear her crying. What did you do?” Damon asked angrily.

“Other than save her life, nothing.” He answered arrogantly.

“Put her on the phone now.” Damon practically yelled.

“Very well.” He pressed the phone to Katie’s ear. “He wants to talk to you, Sweetheart.” Katie took the phone out of his hand and hung up. A few seconds later the phone started ringing again and Klaus answered it. “Take the hint mate, she doesn’t want to talk to you.” he handed her the phone and she hung up then turned it off.

“You can let go of me now.” she whispered as she wiped her face, no longer crying.

“And if I don’t want to?” he asked teasingly as he pulled the silk tie of her robe.

“Then do me a favor and hold me in a different position.” She answered making him smile and move her around so that they were under the sheet and she was lying on top of him. Her head was tucked under his chin and his arms were wrapped around her.

“Do you really think no one would miss you?” he asked, but didn’t get an answer. “Answer the question, Sweetheart.”

“Yeah. I really do.” She answered and Klaus felt a warm tear fall onto his chest. “All of my friends are wrapped up in their own lives and boyfriends… It’s already like I’m not there. Bonnie might take it harder than the rest, but she’ll still move on.” Klaus rubbed her back absentmindedly. “I don’t fit in anywhere.”

“Seems to me that you fit quiet nicely right where you are.” His quiet words made her push herself up to look at his face. “Stay here, in New Orleans…with me.”

“Klaus I…” she started but didn’t know how to finish.

“There’s a med school here. All you’d have to do is transfer.” He suggested. “And I am an amazing study buddy.”

She smiled at his comment. “I can’t just transfer and what am I supposed to tell everyone?” she asked. “Caroline can’t know I’m moving here for you…”

“Why not, she is still with Tyler is she not?” he asked and Katie rolled her eyes.

“Yeah but I think we both know she’s still carrying a torch in her back pocket with your name on it.” she argued as she slid her leg over him and sat up to straddle him. “and I’m about ninety-five percent sure that you are still carrying one for her.” she said as she trailed her hands down his toned, but not too toned stomach. “I’ve lost to her so many times and I refuse to set myself up to lose to her again.”

“Then fight for what you want.” He told her as he slid his hand up her thin stomach, stopping between her breasts.

“I have, Klaus.” She argued getting angry. “I have fought…with every cell in my body… and every time I do, what I want doesn’t want me back.”