complications (damon salvator love story)

the sound of my alarm clock woke me up. i slithered out of bed and walked downstairs. i saw my friend, henry sitting at the kitchen table next to my dad, who looked at me with what looked like an extreme hate.
"care to explain this, juliette?" he asked irritated, gesturing toward henry.
"henry? what are you doing here?"
"don`t play stupid with me young lady. he told me that you invited him here to go into your room. i can`t believe you!" he rose his hand up to me, but held his breathe and stomped off. i turned to henry.
"you jerk! you know my dad hates me as it is! how could you say that! i never invited you inside!" i hollared at him.
"awe come on julie, i had to think up of a reason to visit you. i miss you, and i want you back," henry explained,holding up a fistfull of dandelions pulled from my yard.
"get out of my house! i hate you!" i shouted at the top of my lungs. he jumped a little at the tone of my voice. i grabbed the t.v. remote and chucked it at him. that made him leave. he ran out the door, which made me smirk.
my dad heard the noise and came back down the stairs.
"so are you done you little s/lut?" my dad growled at me.
i just ignored him, grabbed my keys, and drove away in my car. i wipped tears from my eyes. then my phone rang.
"hello?" i asked.
"is this megahn peters?" the girl on the the other side of the phone asked me.
"no, who is this?"
"elena. elena gilbert. can i ask who this is?"
"juliette thompson. but i think i might have megahn`s number if you want it."
"no, no, it's ok. i'll let you go. thank you anyway. good bye," she hung up the phone.
that was weird i thought. i turned my attenchion back to the road, and stomped on the breaks. i hit a boy, around my age with a thud. my eyes widened as i ran out of the car and checked on the boy. he stood up and dusted himself off.
"oh my gosh! are you okay?" i asked him, dusting his black shirt off. he pushed me away without looking at me. "i'm so sorry,"
"i don't give a f-," he stopped when he set his eyes on me. "no, it was my fault. i'm sorry,"
i turned around to find my papers in my car, and when i turned back, he was gone. i looked around for him, but found no trace of him.
who was he? am i going crazy? where did he go? questions raced through my mind a hundred miles an hour. and how was he okay? i'm pretty sure that i was at least going around fourty. but it was like he fell down on rollar blades, he was unscaved.
my phone rang again. "hello?" i asked.
"come to the park. we need to talk to you," a boys voice spoke. he hung up.
i was confused, but i got into my car and drove fifteen minutes until i got to the park. no one was there. it was deserted.
--------------damon's POV--------------------------
i saw her walk around looking for someone. it was funny how confused she was, but i felt someone punch my back. i turned around to see elena's p!ssed off face.
"go now. you wanted her to meet you here, now go," she growled.
"maybe i enjoy having her walk around aimlessly." i joked, smirking at her.
"fine, than i will," she walked passed me and up to the mystery girl. they seemed to really hit it off. she brought her over here towards stefan and i.
"dam it stefan. look at what your frea kin girlfriend did!" i scolded him. he just shrugged, which made me furious. i was about to rip hos head off if it wasn't for elena and the girl who interuppted me.
she looked confused. i could tell what the girl was thinking. isn't this the dumb a/ss i just hit?
stefan stood up and held out his hand. "hello, i'm stefan. i can see you have already met my girlfriend, elena. and this," stefan motioned towards me. "is my brother, damon,"
i couldn't think of anything to do besides plow my hands into my black leather jacket pockets and shrug.
she rolled her eyes at me. "i'm juliette. but you can call me julie if you want," she introduced herself.
-----------------juliette's POV----------------------
we approached two handsome boys. it was the boy i had hit! it looked like they were fighting, but they stopped when elena and i reached them. one boy reached his hand out toward me. "hello, i'm stefan. i can see you have already met my girlfriend, elena. and this is my brother, damon." stefan motioned towards a boy with his hands in his pockets. nice.
"i'm juliette. but you can call me julie if you want,"
damon walked up to me and put his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to me. "hey hot stuff," his breath smelt a little of wine.
i pulled away from him. "sorry, i'm not into drunks," i slammed him.
"and who said i was into you exactally?" he asked me.
"everything about you. it was practcally screaming it,"
"ha you wish. and i know you do," he backed off a little bit, but not much.
"in your dreams,"
"yes actually,"
i backed up to the other side of elena. he tried to come closer, but elena and stefan stopped him.
"awe come on guys. i was just trying to have a little fun." he joked. "elena, give me your phone," he held out his hand.
"no damon." he reached into her pocket and pulled her phone out.
"thank you," he walked away.