Chapter 5 - Why don't you help me take it off? (2)

"Duh!" I rolled my eyes. "They're soulmates, they were supposed to be together. No one understands her more than Stefan. It's as clear as the sky is blue and the grass is green."

I remembered sulking the whole day when Elena turned to Damon. Even cried when Stefan was locked up in the safe, dumped on the river by Silas, and none of them were looking for him.

"Not on the rainy days," countered him. "And not when the plants are dying."

I frowned. "Okay. Then tell me why do you ship Elena with Damon?"

"Cos Stefan is boring." He made a turn on the left and I could see the street leading up to the building where I lived. "I really don't get how she could stay with him the entire season. I would've dumped him on first three episodes." He slowed down the car until it was forty miles per hour. I wondered why on earth did he do that but kept my mouth shut. "Damon is more fun. He's reckless and he drives her crazy. And don't forget how they defy the soulmate rules and be together."

♫ Like a city besieged, it was the loneliest thing. Your silence held in cold delay. And I felt faint of heart cause I was caught between the weight of everything I couldn't say. ♫

I frowned and shook my head. Every damn time I asked Delena shippers why they shipped Damon and Elena, this was the answer I always got. "I don't understand you people, Stefan was sweeter and the whole soulmate idea was romantic."

"Yeah, but boring romance." I couldn't believe he just rolled his eyes at me. "Why would you like sappy cliché romance when you can get rule-bending heart-gripping romance? Even Caroline isn't that dumb, why else would she be attracted to Klaus."

I smiled. Although we both had a different opinion about Stefan and Damon, we both were Klaroline shippers. "That's our common ground right there. I shipped Klaroline too."

He pulled up on the side of the street in front of the huge hotel and killed the engine. "Good. Tyler is just as boring as Stefan in my opinion."

Phraser ran his gaze across my face and pressed the button to unlock my door. I swung the door opened and swung my legs as I stepped outside. I looked at him as I stood there on the sidewalk. "Thanks for the ride home."

His dark grey eyes looked at me through the deeper shadow of the car. "Don't mention it."

I pushed the door close and walked up the stairs to the front door of the hotel. I went inside, turned left, and hid behind the huge tree as I watched his car entered the traffic and drove away. I let out a huge sigh and walked out of the hotel, ignoring the weird look the doorman had on his face. He probably thought I was a disturbed teenager.

I started to walk towards my building. The night air was chilly so I hugged myself and walked faster. I couldn't wait to snuggle up in my bed under the duvet and get some sleep. I had no idea what was the time now but I figured it must be somewhere around four in the morning.

Ty must be worried. I hoped he didn't call my dad or Steven, I'd be in trouble if he did. I pushed the button and the empty elevator opened. I stepped inside and pressed twelve. The back wall was mirrored, I turned and looked at my reflection. I pulled the band out of my ponytail and scratched my scalp as the elevator moved upwards. It had been a long exhausting day, and I was damn tired. I couldn't tell if the slight headache I was having now came from the alcohol or the ponytail or both.

I watched the door was closing behind me but then it was opened once again. What the hell?! I turned around and almost plowed headfirst into a broad chest covered in dark blue shirt and black coat. I lifted my gaze up until my eyes met his. A playful smirk was on his lips. "I knew you didn't live in the hotel."

"So you decided to pull up your creepy front and stalk me?" I put both hands on my waists and watched him pressed the button to close the elevator door.

He leaned against the wall next to the panel and smiled. "I wasn't stalking. I just want to prove my theory."

I rolled my eyes. He was nice during the drive here, we even managed to have a discussion about TVD and all the sink and sailed ships but now he turned into his earlier self. "You could stop once you saw me entered the building. You didn't have to get all the way in."

"My father always said that if I send a girl home, I shouldn't leave until I make sure she's inside and safe." He rested his head against the wall and looked up at the ceiling.

That was actually a good lesson, his dad seemed to be a gentleman. But the fact that I just knew him today and now he followed me into my building was still creepy. The elevator dinged and the door slid open. "I don't need you to walk me to my unit." I stepped outside, expecting him to head downstairs and leave.

"I'm a nice guy," answered him as he walked beside me.

I laughed without humor and glanced up at him out of the corners of my eyes. "If you believe that, you're delusional. Maybe that huge head of yours really has nothing inside." I stopped at my door and reached into my pocket. I pulled out my keys and returned my gaze back to him. "You're not nice."

His lips turned into an arrogant smirk. "Some girls think I'm real nice."

I rolled my eyes at his continual display of asshattery. "Some girls don't know what they're talking about. From having to bear your presence for," I paused and counted using my fingers. "Five hours, there are lots of words I'd use to describe you." I shook my head and tapped his chest with one of the keys. "Nice isn't one of them."

He raised his hand and flattened my palm against his chest. "What is?"