this is something way new and different and omg i hope you guys like it

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Imagine breaking up with Damon and meeting his doppelganger

You wiped away a bunch of tears while walking around snowy Mystic Falls, breathing in and out the cold winter air and pushing your hands deeper in the pockets of your warm coat. You and Damon Salvatore had just broken up, and your heart was breaking although you had suspected the break-up coming up for quite the time now. For weeks you and Damon had only argued and disagreed on everything, you stopped being so caring towards each other and when he told you he was "done", you sort of had to end things. There was no point in being together for longer.

The snow underneath your shoes creaked with every step, and that, along with your sniffling, were the only sounds in the dark midnight of Mystic Falls. It was four in the morning, but you didn't want to stay with Damon either so you headed out with no destination in mind, no car, no money. All your belongings were still at the house you had shared with your ex-boyfriend, so you had nothing, and nowhere to go. You weren't close enough with any of the girls in Mystic Falls to go to them and ring their doorbell at such an early hour, and the more you thought about it, the better you realized that you didn't want to bother anyone. You weren't enough close with others, you always just had Damon.

But now, you had lost him too.

The words Damon aimed at you rang in your head. The names he called you with, the verbal daggers he used to hurt you, the accusations that broke your heart. With every step, you left behind a new piece of your shattered heart and you were afraid that you'd eventually turn back and follow the crumbs of yourself to find your way back to Damon. You didn't want to crawl to him, though, so bravely you continued your way towards a place you still didn't know about.

You were so deeply in your thoughts, you didn't notice a man who was just as sucked up into his own mind. So you ended up bumping to him, your body hitting his and causing you to fall onto your butt on the cold snow due to him being taller and stronger. You took your hands out of your pockets on the way down, and when your fingers landed on the snow you whimpered, and looked up at the man you had walked into. You expected a hand to be given you so it'd be easier to get up, but then you saw his face and your expression turned from surprised to upset.

"Go away, Damon. I told you I don't want to see you", you muttered, and got up on your own. After wiping the snow off of your clothes and groaning at the sight of it already melting around your thighs, you turned on your heels and started to make your way to another direction but Damon grabbed your arm and stopped you. You were about to argue, pull away from him or possibly push him, but the look of utter confusion on his face made you stop.

"Wait-- did you just call me Damon?", he asked, and broke into a chuckle. Amusement washed over his face, while confusion appeared on yours. You relaxed, and turned to the man who doubted your ways to treat and call him, which to be honest, sparked your interest, but also made you a bit annoyed at first. Was he just messing with you, or had something happened? You were definitely staring at Damon Salvatore, with the flawless bone structure, dark hair, intense eyes, seductive appearance and the bad boy smirk you were used to see on his lips.

Your interest disappeared and more annoyance replaced it, earning a scoff from you. "Very funny", you said sarcastically before turning around again, but the man still didn't let you go. You gave him a frustrated look, to which he reacted with a similar expression.

"No, really-- Damon? As in Damon Salvatore?", he asked, and you took in a deep, irritated breath and tried to remain calm. You definitely didn't want to show him that he got to you like that.

"Yes, the eternal stud", you said in a sarcastic voice, waving your hands around. "We just broke up, you dick. Fuck off", you told him, and crossed your arms, but before leaving you expected him to say something. And of course he did, but only to confuse you more.

"Oh god", he laughed, "you'd be perfect for him. I'm not Damon though, but I'm sorry to hear that you broke up. But it seems like he struggles to keep a girl", making you angrier with each second. Confusion and rage were the strongest emotions in you, you were so sure it was Damon, but if he was telling you that he was not, then what the hell were you supposed to do?

"I can't believe I'm here...", he mumbled and looked around. "Could you be kind enough to tell me the name of this town?", he asked with a sweet smile, something way different from Damon's usual grin and it scared you. What was going on?

"Mystic Falls", you answered, your anger disappearing suddenly. You were fairly interested again, and you groaned at the storm of feelings hitting you so hard. You kept your eyes on the man who you could have sworn was Damon, but you guessed that he knew better who he was.

Then you realized - was this a doppelgänger?

Luckily, he was willing to explain a tiny bit. "Oh my god. Sorry sweetie, this has to be so confusing. You could say I'm, uh, a doppelgänger, I guess? My name is Ian."

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At six a.m, you and Ian were sitting in Mystic Grill which you had begged Matt to open a bit earlier. He was tired, but willing to do so just for you. He wasn't happy to see you with who he thought was Damon, while Ian only laughed at the sight of Matt Donovan, who apparently looked a lot like his friend. Matt did end up liking Ian quite the bit, he was the opposite of Damon, at some things at least and it wasn't hard to grow fond of him, for you especially. You had always loved Damon's looks, but he was such an idiot sometimes, yet now it seemed like you had a found a perfect option. You did feel bad about it, but compared to Damon, Ian was something so, so special.

You and Ian had devoured some delicious burgers, when he suggested meeting Damon. He said he could apparently talk some sense into him, and that he just really wanted to meet his doppelgänger and although at first you hated the thought, you eventually gave in. You had to get some stuff from his place anyway, it could be the perfect excuse.

Y/N: coming to pick some stuff up, you texted him, but he never replied. It didn't bother you in any way though, if anything, it slipped your mind because of all the fun you and Ian were having. Including snowballs, horrible jokes and getting to know each other in the most weird, yet deep, and fun ways. He told you little secrets, and you told weird facts about yourself, and it was frankly much better than asking if he had a favorite color or awkwardly asking about a girlfriend.

Right now, it was just you and him, and laughter and a bond building up between you two.

You and Ian reached your and Damon's house, and knocked on the door. Damon came to open, and he opened his mouth to say something to you, but then he noticed the man beside you and his mouth shut and his eyes widened. He tried to start a sentence a couple of times, but every time it sounded so wrong in his mind, and he wasn't really sure if there was a right way to react to his ex-girlfriend bringing a doppelgänger to his front door.

"Who's the handsome guy?", he then eventually asked, flashing his infamous smirk. You scoffed, and pushed him on the way inside while Ian stood eye to eye with Damon, both of them smiling and reviewing each other from head to toe. "I can't believe I have a doppelgänger", Damon sighed. If there was anything he had learned, it was that those always caused trouble, especially to him. And his brother.

"Don't worry, I won't be much trouble. Just passing through. I'm not what or who you think", Ian said and patted Damon's shoulder, "where's Stefan?", but didn't get an answer to the latter one. You went to pick up some of your belongings, while Ian and Damon talked about you, mostly. Ian tried to make Damon understand what a great girl you were, and what a loss it would be to him if he'd let you slip from his fingertips. And Damon had to admit that he did regret being so neglecting and mean to you.

When you came back from your room with a suitcase, Damon waited with a nervous look on his face. You stopped moving, and gave a look to Ian who put both of his thumbs up and flashed a gorgeous smile to encourage you to hear Damon out.

"Babe, I'm so sorry. Ian here has made me see what a jerk I was to you. If I could just have another chance, I promise to make things up to you. I'll make things better. I'll put all of my time into the relationship and make sure you're happy, because even though we fought a lot, I do love you...", Damon explained, and scratched the back of his neck. "Please, Y/N? Just one more time, I swear, I won't hurt you again", he added, smiling hopefully. You dropped the suitcase, and with a smile on your face, you ran to his arms and hugged him tightly. He took you gladly, and kissed your cheek while squeezing you, leaving you breathless but it was worth it. You smiled at Ian, who waved at you, and left the house to leave you two all alone.

Although you never saw him again, you never forgot Ian Somerhalder.

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