Imagine meeting Stefan when he crashes through your window

"Okay, let's get this started."

You cracked your knuckles and straightened your fingers before placing them on the keyboard of your laptop, ready to write a new update. You were an active writer online, and two days ago, you had stumbled upon a little town called Mystic Falls and it just radiated inspiration and the kind of gloomy, but addicting mood you were looking for. With your friend being a well working, highly appreciated realtor, you got a nice, not too expensive but still, a neat house near the heart of the town and you were already fitting in perfectly. You felt happy, you knew no one, and no one knew you. You were up for a fresh start after boyfriend drama and what not at your previous hometown.

With your legs crossed, and a Captain America mug between them, you began the next chapter of your fairly known book, excited to fill the readers in with the newest plot twists and cute situations with the couples they were all about. You loved writing. It was an escape to you, a way to relax, and although you hadn't considered making it a career, you did write a successful book and a blog that many people were interested in. And in today's world, people became celebrities with almost no effort at all, so maybe you could make a living with what you loved to do, too.

You took a sip of your tea, sighing at the taste of honey and sugar sliding down your slightly sore throat. Fall always caused flu in you, and once again it was rolling into you, and you hated it. But as soon as you had your laptop and your favorite kind of tea, and sweatpants, you'd be just fine.

You stopped writing, and paused the Ed Sheeran songs playing from Spotify when you heard noise outside. It was over ten in the evening, dark and peaceful outside, until now. You lifted an eyebrow, and looked over the laptop and through the window in the kitchen where you were sitting, but saw nothing but darkness out there, so you shrugged and continued with the music and the writing.

While humming along Bloodstream, you got pretty far with the chapter you were working on, until the noises outside got louder. You groaned, wanting to go outside and tell whoever was out there, to shut the hell up and let people sleep or work, because probably most were doing that at this time. It was Monday, for God's sakes, you didn't need this kind of shit in your life right now. You had been suffering from a writer's block for quite the while now, and you were not in the mood to let anyone kill your inspiration.

You were about to get up, but you were stopped by a sudden crash in your living room. You had straight vision from the kitchen table to the room where the noises were coming from now, and you were pretty shocked to see a handsome young man on the floor, grunting and struggling to get up in the middle of the shattered glass.

Did he just burst through your window?

"Um, excuse me?", you asked, and got up from the chair, walking towards him. Only then you understood that he did come through your window, and it caused concern in your heart. "Are you okay?", you continued, and hugged yourself while standing at a safe distance. So far he seemed like he was the victim of whatever was going on outside, but he could have been dangerous, so you didn't run to his arms instantly.

Although, he did have pretty fine arms. All strong and muscular and everything.

"Uh, yeah. Sorry about the window. I'll pay for it", he groaned and got up from the floor. Wiping his trousers, he glanced at you, while you fidgeted, trying to read the situation correctly. Who was he, and why was he there? What was Mystic Falls' deal?

"I'm counting on it. Who are you?", you replied and nodded at him, hoping for a proper answer this time. This guy seemed pretty random, although you had to admit that he did come with great looks. His hair was flawless, you just wanted to touch it and play with it, and his eyes were the most stunning ones you had ever seen, and his lips were so kissable your own ones ached to be on them. Overall, he looked perfect, and even though he was a stranger, he did come to your house so maybe you were the less creepy one.

"Stefan Salvatore. I'm-- uh, had to deal with some drunk guy and he got really aggressive and whatever, anyway, he kicked me through your window and I'm so sorry about that. He is a nice guy, really, but when he... uh, he can change", he rambled, and you nodded your head. It was pretty believable. If only you knew what the truth was.

"Oh. Okay. Uh, I'm Y/N Y/L/N. Well, unless you have to go now and pick him up from the road he's probably passed out on, I could, uh, offer you some tea?", you suggested, and Stefan looked out of the broken window, but then set his eyes on you and nodded with a smile on his perfectly shaped pink lips. You let out a happy sigh, and walked back to the kitchen where he followed you, and you quickly closed your laptop and poured some tea for him.

As a vampire, Stefan could not care less about drinks that didn't include blood, but he thought you were too beautiful and nice to let down. So he swallowed that nasty tea like grown man he was. The two of you didn't meet under the best conditions, but he was grateful of what he got. He was glad that guy threw him through your window. Even if it wasn't a drunk guy.

After hours of talking, you started to get tired, and you bit your lower lip in thought. "Uh, Stefan-- since you're the one who broke my window, do you think you could stay for the night? I mean, you'd owe me a lot if someone tried to attack me or rob me. Maybe you should stay. You know. For safety", you suggested, and Stefan chuckled, nodding his head.

"For safety."

He didn't mind, really. Because he sure as hell didn't want werewolves in your house. Since that's what he was dealing with. But at least he got to meet you.

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THIS WAS RANDOM BUT I KINDA LOVE IT

i wouldn't mind stefan coming through my window tho i'd be like hell yes my prayers have been answered

anywayYYyyyY have you guys seen what liam payne tweeted omg he's on the cover of some random magazine idc all i care about is liam freaking payne HE IS SO HOT WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK i am not okay

also apparently the fifth one direction album is supposed to drop some time soon like in the middle of the night and i'm not ready pls don't make me do this :///////////////////////////////