AN: Hello there! So, I'm slightly Delena obsessed and love writing. Perfect to do some fanfiction. For those who haven't read my other story "The Long Way" I'll tell you (again XD) that English isn't my mother tongue and I apologize for all the stupid mistakes I make.
So, this "story" will be basically a collection of one shots inspired by Disney and some non-Disney songs. I love Disney and other animated movies since my childhood and there are so many great and inspiring songs. So I just had to do this! I will jsut use the songs, not the movie stories (at leats that isn't planned.) Anyways I hope you'll like it!
I would love to get some comments :)
Dislcaimer: I don't own the Vampire Diaries, the characters, nor the movie "Cinderella" or the song I used.
A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes
"A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you're fast asleep
In dreams you lose your heartaches
Whatever you wish for, you keep"
Elena looked outside her window. It was dark and cold outside. She sighed.
"Elena? Are you listening to me?"
Elena shrugged. She almost forgot Stefan was on the phone. "Sure, I'm listening. Jenna was asking something from downstairs." She lied. If she would be honest with herself she would realize that she lied very often to him these days. "What did you just say?" She asked with a fake interest.
"I just said that we had a new breakthrough today. We might know how to lift the curse from the moon stone."
He sounded so enthusiastic. Elena felt horrible. All she got to say was a simple "Good.", because that was what she always said those moments. She missed conversations that didn't include "Moonstone" or "Klaus" or "Katherine". She looked outside her window again. Stefan was sweet and caring. He did everything to keep her safe and she felt completely unthankful. She longed for fun, not security. She longed for thrill not for precaution. She longed for love not for safety.
"I'm sorry, Stefan…" she apologized, like she did almost every night they talked. Sometimes she asked herself if he didn't even notice she was acting different. That they were drifting apart over the whole madness in their life. She wondered why he never asked her. Damon always asked her what was on her mind. Damon. There it was. One name, one skip of her heart.
"You should go to bed. We see each other in school. I love you."
And she knew he meant it. "I love you, too." She said after a moment of hesitation. She hung the phone up and fell on her bed. She knew she lied.
Elena kept staring at the ceiling for a long time. She didn't know how long she lay in this position. Seconds. Minutes. Hours. I didn't matter to her.
She thought about Stefan again. He did everything in his power to keep her safe, to make sure she wasn't in danger all the time, but along the way, she thought, he forgot being boyfriend. He was her bodyguard and good friend. They kissed and told each other the three little precious words basically each day and Elena was sure, Stefan still felt this way about her, but for her it was just a routine.
She closed her eyes and saw Stefan in front of her. His sweet and sincere smile and the emerald green eyes that were staring at her. Suddenly the image switched. The smile turned into a cocky smirk and the green eyes were no longer green. They were blue as the deep ocean.
Elena opened her eyes and touched her chest. Her heart was racing. Damon. His name hunted her like a ghost. A beautiful and thrilling ghost. Sometimes she thought he was the only light in the darkness her life had become. He wanted to make sure she was safe, too, but he didn't stop being there for her. Really there. He talked to her about other stuff, made her smile and let her forget the upcoming danger.
She stood up and put her pajama on. She lay down in bed again and pulled the blanket almost over her head. Stefan. Damon. Stefan and Elena. Damon and Elena. She was never so confused about her own feelings before. It was like her heart was playing a twisted game with her and she didn't know how to end it.
She closed her eyes and tried not to think about it anymore. Then she started to dream.
Elena opened her eyes. The sun was shining and the birds were singing a joyful song. She smiled and got dressed. She wore a beautiful blue dress and looked satisfied in the mirror. She opened the window and consumed the warmness of the sun. There was nothing to worry about.
She went upstairs. Suddenly she realized she wasn't in her familiar house anymore. That one was bigger and older and looked much more expensive.
She went to kitchen where Jenna was preparing the breakfast. "Good morning, Miss Elena. I hope you slept well." She said almost subservient.
Elena eyed her strangely. "Morning, Jenna." She sat down and noticed something different about her aunt. She was dressed like a maidservant. "Why do you wear those clothes?" she asked and raised an eyebrow. Jenna gave her a worried look. "But Miss Elena, those are my working clothes."
Elena was confused. "Working clothes? But for whom are you working?"
Jenna softly touched Elena's forehead. "Miss, are you alright? Do you have fever?"
Elena shook her head. "I'm fine. Just tell me why are you working here?"
"Miss I am your servant. I'm working for you and the young Master Gilbert since your dear parents died."
Elena didn't understand the world anymore. Young Master Gilbert? She thought that would be Jeremy. "Where is Jer…uhm the young Master?" She asked and tried to act like she belonged in this world. Jenna smiled friendly. "He is in town and helps Queen Carol to prepare for the engagement ball tonight."
Elena narrowed her eyes. "Engagement ball? Who is engaged?"
Jenna laughed. "You are acting strange today, Miss. Prince Tyler and Lady Caroline, of course."
Elena was shocked. Something was really wrong with this world. Tyler was a prince and marrying Caroline? She bit her lower lip. Bonnie must have done some spell and sent her to some strange alternate universe. She hadn't a different explanation. But how could she get back into her own world? Bonnie. She thought. Of course Bonnie can help me.
Elena decided to play along to all the weirdness and to search for Bonnie. "Miss, don't forget to pick up your dress for the ball. There will be a plenty of young gentlemen and I heard Prince Stefan will be there, too." She giggled in excitement. "Prince Stefan?" Elena asked and raised an eyebrow. Jenna nodded. "Your private teacher, Mr. Saltzman told me that Prince Stefan is actually searching for a wife and rumor has it that he cast an eye at you during the last spring ball."
Elena stared at her in disbelief. Stefan is a prince and wants to marry me? What else can happen? She smiled at Jenna. "And you think I should dance with him tonight?" She tried to sound like she was actually happy about the fact that a prince seemed to be in love with her.
"Of course! He is handsome, wealthy and since Prince Tyler is of the market, the best bachelor you can get."
Elena smiled slightly and left for the door. "Then I'll better get my dress."
She walked down the streets of Mystic Falls or as she learned Mystic Kingdom. Everything looked medieval and like it arose from a fairytale. Elena was fascinated and at the same time scared as hell. She was caught in some "happily-ever-after-world" and didn't know how to get back to her own one. She reached the Grill and noticed it was a tavern now. She slowly opened it and as she entered all eyes were on her. There were a few men with beards and glasses of beer and wine. Not a single woman. She gulped. Suddenly she felt very uncomfortable.
She slowly walked backwards, when she felt someone was standing behind her. She turned around and was happy to see a familiar face. "Matt!" she exclaimed and hugged her friend. Matt blushed and pulled away. He slowly walked her outside. "Miss Gilbert? What are you doing?"
Miss Gilbert? Elena eyed him with confusion. "Matt, it's just me, Elena."
Matt lowered his head and whispered into her ear. "Miss Gilbert, I know my mother worked for your family before she got married, but we need to be formal in public. You are a lady and I am a barman."
Elena shook her head. She couldn't believe she wasn't really on friendship terms with Matt in this world. "Promise me never to enter a tavern alone again. It is not safe for a Lady like you." He bowed his head and formerly kissed her hand. "Have a good day, my Lady."
Elena watched him as he left and went back to the tavern. That world was getting stranger each second. Suddenly someone typed her on the shoulder. She turned around, wondering what surprise she had to expect now. As Bonnie's face appeared right in front of her, she was deeply relieved. "Oh Bonnie, thank God!" She hoped Bonnie would still be a witch to send her back to her own world. Bonnie smiled and hugged her. "Elena you are late. We need to see the tailor to get our dresses for tonight." Elena followed Bonnie to the other side of the street. "I am so excited Elena. I hope it does not feel strange for you that your brother will be my escort."
Elena smiled lightly. Even in this strange parallel universe Jeremy and Bonnie were a couple. That certainly meant something. "Of course not. You are perfect for each other."
Bonnie blushed and pulled Elena into the tailor's house. They quickly got there dresses and walked back to Elena's home.
Elena was impatiently. She needed to talk to Bonnie about the spell. "Hey Bonnie…you still do your…magic?" She asked carefully.
Bonnie immediately pushed her hand towards Elena's mouth to keep her shut. She dragged her behind a tree. "Elena! You cannot say that in public. If people get to know I'm a clairvoyant they come and keep asking me about their future. I will never have my peace again."
"Clairvoyant?" Elena asked. "So, you're not a witch?"
Bonnie burst out in laughter. "Elena there are no such things as witches. Magical creatures do not exist."
You should see my world. Elena thought and just smiled. Bonnie smirked. "Even if I'm not a witch, I can be your fairy godmother tonight." She whispered with a giggle.
"What do you mean?" Elena whispered back.
Bonnie took her hand and closed her eyes. She concentrated very intensely and mumbled some strange words. Suddenly her eyes flung wide open.
"What is it?" Elena asked worried. Bonnie let go of her hand and smiled again. "I saw something fantastically!"
"Okay…" Elena hoped she saw that she wasn't really a part of this world and that she need to get back to her own, but a part of her doubted that very strongly. "What did you see?"
Bonnie had a large grin on her face. "Today, you will meet your Prince Charming. He is handsome and loving and it will be your destiny to be with him."
Elena tried to smile, but deep within she was rolling her eyes. She already knew Stefan would woo her tonight. "Thanks, Bonnie. I better get dressed. I don't want to disappoint Prince Charming."
She left Bonnie and went back into her house. As she reached her room she slowly started to panic. That was all so wrong! She didn't belong into this world and she didn't want to. But if no miracle would happen out of blue she would probably end up marrying Prince Stefan and live with him in his castle happily ever after. That was something she really didn't want to.
The ball was pretty and fancy and Elena enjoyed it more than she thought to her surprise. She wore a beautiful dark red dress and every man watched her as she walked through the ballroom. Bonnie and Jeremy were dancing together all night and seemed to have a great time. She heard rumors from some noble ladies, one of them was Liz Forbs to her surprise, who guessed that the young Gilbert heir will probably asked Miss Bennett for her hand. She giggled. The Jeremy she knew was in love with Bonnie, but he wouldn't think of a marriage so soon.
Her gaze wandered around to the newly engaged couple Caroline and Tyler. They were whispering and kissing all the time and looked just adorable together. Elena thought if she would ever get back home, she would have a word with Caroline about her love life.
She sighed. She wanted nothing more than to get home. Much to her relief Prince Stefan hadn't shown up yet. She looked at the big clock at the end of the room. It was one hour before midnight. A magic hour in fairytales, she remembered.
Suddenly loud and high-pitched fanfares drowned every other noise in the room. Queen Carol smiled in excitement and prepared herself for a little speech. Elena was curious what was so important, but she got a light bad feeling in her stomach.
"Ladies and Gentleman…" the Queen started, "It is my pleasure to welcome the young Prince of our neighbor country. Prince Stefan of Salvatore!"
Everybody clapped his hand and cheered as Stefan dressed all in red and gold and with a large crown on his head made his way to Queen Carol and kissed her hand. "It is always a pleasure to visit Mystic Kingdom." He said friendly.
Elena looked at Bonnie who smiled encouraging. She wanted to run away as soon as possible, but it was too late. As the music started again and the couples around her started to dance again, Prince Stefan made his way to the crowd and bowed his head in front of her. "Lady Elena. It is my greatest pleasure to see you again." He formerly kissed her hand and smiled. Elena smiled back and nodded slowly. "Sure…nice to see you too."
He chuckled like she said something funny, which Elena found quietly insulting. "Shall we dance?" It was a question, but to Elena it sounded more like an order. Like he already knew they would dance. She grabbed his hand. "Of course."
He led her to the dance floor and they started to waltz. Stefan was a passable dancer, but nothing special. She tried to smile all the time and to hide her wish to get away from him.
"You may heard that I am searching for a nice woman to be my Queen?" he asked and stared at her. She giggled nervously. "Oh really? That is…nice." She didn't want to have this conversation. Not with Prince Stefan and not with the Stefan she know.
He smiled nervously. "Lady Elena, you are a beautiful woman and a lady from a good house, it would be my pleasure if you –"
Elena suddenly pulled away. "Excuse me, but I need some fresh air!" She grabbed her dress and left the ballroom. Stefan stared after her.
Elena reached the terrace which looked unbelievably beautiful in the moonlight. She took a deep breath and tried to collect herself. She didn't belong into this world and there was certainly nothing that could make her feel better.
"The people in there are very cozy, huh?" A familiar deep voice asked.
Elena turned around and looked into Damon's fabulous blue eyes which looked even deeper in the moonlight.
He took her hand and placed a soft kiss on it. Her heartbeat got faster. "I think we haven't been introduced, yet. I'm Damon. Princeling Stefan's contravened older brother."
Elena hold her breath. He was there. There in this messy fairytale world and he was with her. "I...I am Elena."
He smirked. "Hello, Elena." He bowed his head, but it didn't look stuffy like it looked when Stefan did it before. They kept staring at each other for a while.
"Why are you contravened?" She asked curiously.
He chuckled and she loved it. "You make it sound like it is something bad."
"Well, is it not?" Her tone was challenging.
"I disobeyed my father and so Stefan was named his heir after he died." Damon explained simply. Elena's lips formed and 'O' and Damon laughed.
He leaned over railing of the terrace and looked at the shining full moon. "I hate such parties. They're no fun at all."
"I don't like them, either." Elena said and stood next to him. He glanced briefly at her. "Tell me, why did you leave my dearest brother on the dance floor?"
She was surprised. "You saw it?"
He looked at her and nodded. "Yes. I wonder why. Every woman would be lucky to be his chosen one."
Elena thought about it for a moment. "I'm not. He is certainly nice and sweet. But that is not enough for me." She searched for his eyes and they were locked into each other. She felt like she was getting lost in them. Like he could see right through the deepest of her soul.
"What do you want?" he asked.
She answered him automatically, without even thinking about it. "I want thrill and a natural easiness. I want anger and passion. I want to be free and captured at the same time. I want a kind of love that consumes me completely. Uncontrollable, unconditionally and unstoppable."
He smiled, genuine this time and took her hand again. He placed it softly on his shoulder and grabbed around her waist. "May I have this dance?" He asked and she nodded silently.
The music was quietly. They could barely hear it, but it was enough for them. They played their own music inside of their heads. He moved her slowly and gracefully. She felt as light as a feather and every step came naturally. His touch made her shiver all the time.
As they stopped they kept staring at each other. He softly stroked her cheek. She never felt this way before. Her whole body was aching for him. She wanted him to kiss her so desperately. Elena was surprised by her own thoughts and needs, but she didn't care anymore.
"Damon…" she whispered and he pulled her face closer to his. She could feel his hot breath on her skin.
"Elena…"he said in a hush voice. Their faces were inches away. Elena's heart raced and she was afraid it might stop beating.
She slowly closed her eyes. "Do you really want this?" he asked in a whisper.
She almost could feel his lips on hers. "Yes…"
"Good." He said and pressed his lips softly on hers. It was like an explosion inside of her. Fireworks were nothing compared to the sensational feeling she got when Damon kissed her. She swung her arms around his neck to pulled him closer. He tightened the grip around her waist and kissed her harder, with more passion and desire. She moaned silently into his mouth.
He smirked as they pulled away to caught their breaths. "Not very lady like." He said smoothly.
She smiled and kissed his cheek again. "I don't care."
He kissed her again when they were suddenly interrupted by the stroke of clock. "It's time." Damon said and pulled her hair out of her face.
"Time for what?" she asked in a scared voice.
"Time to leave." He said calmly.
Elena was shocked. She didn't want him to leave her, never. "You can't leave! My friend Bonnie, she prophesied me to meet my prince today and I met you!" She shouted desperately.
Damon smiled and kissed her forehead. "You need to go."
Elena shook her head. Tears were running down her cheek. Nothing made sense to her anymore. "Damon…" she said slowly. She rubbed her eyes. Everything went blurry. "Damon!" she yelled. He was disappearing right in front of her eyes. "Damon!"
Elena opened her eyes. "DAMON!" she screamed and sat up. She breathed heavily and looked around. She was in her room. She was confused.
"Kitten, you okay?" She suddenly looked into Damon's eyes who sat in front of her. She didn't understand what happened. She was with him on the Lockwood's terrace. They were dancing and kissing. And now she was back in her room.
Damon took her face in his hands and looked worried at her. "Elena, talk to me. What's wrong?"
Suddenly it hit her. It was a dream. Just a dream. She was disappointed. A part of her wished it to be real. She tried to get it out of her head and suddenly wondered why Damon was in her room in the middle of the night. "What are you doing here, Damon?" she asked softly.
"I'm on Elena patrol." He said amused. "You know Stefan's crazy plans. Every three hours someone else is on the watch."
Elena sighed. That was typical Stefan. Her mind drifted back to the dream and she immediately blushed. "Why…are you in here?" She asked and hoped he didn't notice that she was nervous.
"I heard you screaming my name." He said simply.
Elena blushed even more. He heard it. He heard. "I had a weird dream." She said and hoped he wouldn't ask more questions.
He smirked. "So you dream about me? I'm touched. What was the dream about?" He blinked at her.
Elena touched her lips. She could almost feel the kiss again. The sensation and the fire. "It was nothing." She just couldn't tell him.
Damon smiled and kissed her hand. It reminded her immediately of her dream. "You know Elena, as the saying goes…"
"No…" she said skeptically,
He softly stroked her cheek. "A dream is a wish your heart makes."
She smiled. How right he was.