Matt:

The music blared outside the Lockwood mansion, hot bodies surrounding you and Matt as you danced.

"Y/N?" Matt's voice knocked you out of your thoughts.

You turned to Matt as he spun you around. "Yes?"

"You look beautiful," he smiled, gently kissing you. Despite the frantic beat of the music you both slowed down as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"Yay, go Y/N!"

You pulled away, seeing Caroline beaming at you.

"Well, seen as though we have support," Matt smirked, leaning in for another kiss.

Alaric:

You both sat on the sofa watching a chick flick after you begging for an hour.

"This is terrible," Alaric grumbled, pulling you closer.

"Why is it terrible?" You asked, taking the glass away from him and sipping the liquor.

"They have no chemistry and that guy, he has no clue how to kiss a gal," Alaric shook his head looking down at you.

"Oh really?" You asked, sitting up.

"Y/N I guess you'll have to judge," Alaric laughed, capturing your lips with his. The kiss was desperate and passionate. Everything you'd ever wanted a first kiss to be.

Tyler:

"So you're a werewolf," you whispered as Tyler entered the house. "That's why you sneak out every full moon."

"Babe, please don't be scared," Tyler stepped towards you.

You stood up, smiling. "Scared? Ty would I be scared? I know you'll never do anything to hurt me."

Tyler smirked, pulling you close. "Then I guess I can finally do this."

You stood stock still for a moment, taken back by his lips on yours but then you joined in, running your hands through his hair.

"Tyler, Y/N?" Mayor Lockwood stood watching the both of you.

You pulled away, blushing. "Oops."

Jeremy:

Jeremy walked through the door, hunting bag in hand, watching you. "Hey Y/N, I'm so sorry I'm late."

"You're always late," you sighed, standing. "I can't do this Jeremy."

Jeremy nodded, watching as you excited the Grill into the rain.

"Y/N, wait!"

Halfway down the street you stopped, watching as Jeremy ran up to you.

He took your face in his hands, lips crashing against yours. Stunned you didn't respond, until you slowly wrapped your arms around his neck, the kiss getting heavier. The rain now drenching both of you.

Jeremy pulled away, breathing heavy. "Please, just give me a chance."

You nodded, grabbing his shirt and pulling him in for another kiss.

Stefan:

"You're a vampire," the door hadn't even opened properly before you spoke.

Stefan stood stunned. "Y/N how did you-"

"Figure it out?" You snapped. "Caroline told me. Why didn't you tell me?"

"I thought you'd be scared of me," Stefan mumbled.

"Scared? I am most definitely not scared of you," you walked into the Salvatore boarding house, taking Stefan's face in your hands.

Veins crept under his eyes, as fangs unsheathed themselves all the while Stefan's eyes trained on you. "You're not scared of this?"

You reached forward kissing underneath his eyes. "Never."

"Well then," Stefan's fangs disappeared as he leant forward gently kissing you. The kiss was slow and exploratory.

Stefan now pinned you to the wall.

"No nudity in the hallway please we are not making a porno," Damon waltzed through the door.

Stefan just kept kissing you, and you joined in.

"Ugh, the young people of today," Damon snapped, heading for the booze cabinet.

Damon:

You'd just broke up with your boyfriend of a year and were sitting on the bleachers contemplating life. Tears streaked your cheeks as you sighed. The fireworks signalling the New year echoing loudly around you.

"What are you doing out here all alone?" A raven haired man sat down next to you, blue eyes taking in your tear stained face. It was Damon, your drinking buddy, your best friend. You guys were so close, there for each other every time.

"Getting away from it all," you sighed, leaning back against the railing.

"Bad day?" He asked, handing you a bottle of Bourbon.

"Bad year," you mumbled, downing far too much of the liquor.

"Y/N do I need to kick his ass?" Damon watched you as you stood, leaning over the railing.

"Nope, I already did that," you laughed, handing him back the bottle.

Damon stood up, putting his arms on either side of the railing next to you. "So you're single?"

You nodded, his arms trapping you.

"I have waited a whole year to do this," Damon sighed, tucking a lock of your hair behind your ear. "I could never be selfish with you so I never told you, but now..." Damon leant closer, your breathes intermingling. "I can do this," he smirked, lips immediately against yours in a desperate encounter.

You pulled him closer, clinging to his shirt as he lifted you onto the railing and wrapped your legs around his waist. His tongue traced your bottom lip. You smirked, you weren't that easy.

Damon laughed against your lips, his hands disappearing from your side. He'd let go! You were going to fall off the top of the bleachers!

Your mouth parted in an 'o' against his. His hands came back as his tongue entered your mouth. Bastard you thought, your hands finding his hair.

Damon pulled away, breathing deep. "Y/N however much I love this, I cannot continue this further without being inside," he smirked, picking you up and walking down the stairs. "I think it's time you saw my bedroom."