Carcinogen Crush (Tyler/Caroline) (3/?)
Set during 1x09 - History Repeating
Caroline Forbes was in a bad mood.
Tyler had destroyed her earlier cheery mood when he determinedly ignored her the whole day and had the nerve to flirt with other girls in her face. She thought that after last night when he brought her home, stayed in her bed with her, cuddled with her and then snuck out of the house before her mom woke up to shoot him with one of her guns, there was something there between them.
She didn't know what it was and it confused her and made her head hurt with thinking too much. Maybe she was seeing something that wasn't there or she misread the signs but for some reason, how he treated her earlier hurt.
And she didn't want to admit it but the truth was, she was starting to like Tyler, as in the 'potential boyfriend like'. But to her mortification, he lived up to his label and acted like a total dick.
What was wrong with him? What was wrong with men in general? How come she was surrounded by jerks everywhere she went?
She huffed in annoyance as she changed the channel on the TV, putting more pressure than necessary on the remote. Saw IV was on, showing a particularly gruesome scene with a woman getting her scalp ripped off.
Her focus still wasn't on the screen however and she groaned to herself, closing her eyes as she felt a headache arriving. Thoughts of Tyler freaking Lockwood were tainting her mind and she couldn't stop them, it was as if he was all she could put her attention on, he and his asshole ways.
What was wrong with her? She slept with him a few times and had a few drinks with him last night, confiding her woes to him and then there was the cuddling…but that was it! It was too soon to be feeling anything. She wasn't a lovesick thirteen year old idiot. She didn't fall in love in an instant.
Whoa, hold on there. How did she go from liking to loving the guy?
She groaned even more, hugging her knees to her chest and resting her forehead on them. This was messed up, so wrong and stupid and messed up. She shouldn't be having any difficulty getting Tyler Lockwood out of head or much less, entertaining thoughts of him with subject of love.
He was Tyler Lockwood. She was Caroline Forbes. They didn't go together. It was like strawberry jam and hot sauce. It didn't work.
She remembered hating him when they were little. He was always, always teasing her, calling her that ridiculous nickname of 'Bubbles' because she reminded him of that stupid Powerpuff girl, pulled in her pigtails, putting glue on her seat and just making her cry every chance he got. Even as a kid, he was already such a pain in her ass.
She hated him. She still hated him. Because there was no way in hell she'd start to have feelings for a guy like Tyler Lockwood.
The sound of the doorbell interrupted her thoughts and she reluctantly got off the couch and headed to the door to see who it was.
Oh hell no.
Speak of the dick himself and he shall appear, wearing his trademark smirk.
She narrowed her blue eyes at him, wanting nothing to slam the door in his face but something stopped her. The stupid thing inside her that had stupid feelings for him and was stupidly happy he was standing on her porch.
"What do you want, dick?" She sneered, crossing her arms over her chest defensively.
His smirk faltered and he looked at her confusedly. "What's got your panties in a twist?"
"You," She bit out. At the still present confusion on her face, she started ranting. "You fucked me, you slept in my bed, and freaking cuddled with me. You know, I just thought maybe we had something going on there for a sec. But sorry, because I mistook things for what they really were. I'm sorry, Ty, I really am. I forgot that you fuck everything that had breasts and I was probably just one of your little conquests. I should've gotten the hint when you ignored me this morning with your hand grabbing that skank's ass for all the school to see. I'm really, really sorry, Tyler." Her voice dripped with such hostility and sarcasm that his face was now a mix of bemusement, shock and shame. "But you know what, Ty? I don't let guys screw with my head anymore. So, go along now and fuck one of your little whores because I've better things to do!" She moved to close the door but his hand grabbed it in time, his foot preventing it from shutting close.
"I'm sorry, okay?" He grunted out in effort as he fought against her to keep the door open. "I didn't really think it was anything serious between us."
She didn't relent, forcefully pushing against the wood of the door, trying to kick his foot out of the way. "Well, it's not like I think so either! It's just…" Her voice trailed off, losing some of the heat in it. "I was just…I just…" She sighed and let go of the door. Her eyes meeting his dark brown eyes as she confessed, almost wincing. "I was starting to like you."
He seemed to be stunned into silence because he was blinking repeatedly like not quite comprehending what she just said. "You…like me?"
She pouted unhappily, leaning on the doorframe. "Tragically, yes."
He stared at her for a few seconds and she stared back challengingly, willing for him to start laughing and make fun of her like when they were small. This was like the best material he would ever get. She waited for the assault of insults and jeers but they didn't come.
He only inclined his head to the side to her, eyes observing her with interest in his eyes. And then he smirked, arrogant as always. "Good. Cause I like you too."
Her eyes widened in surprise and she was gapping at him, not believing what he just said. "You…like me?"
He nodded, still smirking. "Tragically, yes."
Wow. He liked her back.
Tyler Lockwood liked her.
It seemed so strange to hear and was a little much to comprehend but she was elated about it. She felt oddly giddy like someone had just made her inhale a huge amount of laughing gas and she wanted to laugh because it was so absurd and funny and wonderful.
She smiled widely at him, wanting to pull him to her and kiss the hell out of him.
"Can I come in?" He asked in a strange mix of nervousness and impatience. "It's a little warm out here."
She moved aside to let him in and he entered happily.
They spent the night watching all sorts of movies on HBO and munching on junk food. And then he spent the night in her bed again, doing more than just cuddling with her this time.