also i can totally fly with that hair

Klaroline Fanfiction Week Day 7: Time Travel

Let’s say this takes place sometime in Season 4 between the Miss Mystic Pageant and the Hybrid Slaughter; basically before everything went to hell.

I could probably be persuaded to continue this, it was really fun to write :)


“I can’t believe this! This is all your fault, you know.”

Klaus sighed, eyes raised to the heavens as he continued to walk behind her through the woods.

“Maybe if you could go five minutes without trying to take over the world-“

“I would hardly call this plan world domination material, love,” he interrupted, halting his steps as she abruptly stopped, turning stiffly to face him.

Caroline leveled a glare at him that would cause most to cower before her. “Oh, my mistake, not the world, just my home town! That’s not nearly as bad,” she said sarcastically, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Glad you agree,” he said, giving her a grin.

“You’re infuriating!” she cried, turning on her heel and stalking away from him.

The hybrid chuckled softly before continuing after her, contemplating his next move. He certainly hadn’t planned to end up in the middle of the woods, unsure of his exact whereabouts. And Caroline was most certainly not supposed to have interrupted the spell his witch was casting, causing them to be transported here in the first place.

Klaus continued to follow the angry vampire, keeping his distance as she fumed, storming through the woods. He couldn’t understand why she was so upset, it’s not like the spell was supposed to kill anyone; not directly anyway.

“Oh. My. God.”

He was pulled from his thoughts by her startled words, flashing forward to her side, a protective arm shooting out in front of her. Klaus looked at her in question, noticing her open mouth and wide, confused eyes. As he turned to see what had alarmed her, his own jaw dropped at the sight.

“Is that… Stefan?” Caroline whispered, voice full of confusion.

The boy in front of her looked like her friend, yet his hair was longer and his clothes were so… old. He almost looked like he belonged at the Founder’s Day Celebration. Had she forgotten what the date was? No, it was still fall, totally the wrong time of year for that. But then…

Caroline gasped, her hands flying up to cover her mouth as she continued to stare in shock. Klaus turned to look at her, seeking an explanation.

“That’s Stefan,” she said slowly, her voice shaky as she let her hands fall back to her sides. “And that’s Damon,” she continued, trembling finger pointing at the dark haired man who was also sporting longer hair and strange clothes.

“Yes, I can see that, love, what-“

“And that’s Katherine.”

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Love has its ways~Bestfriend! Michael Clifford

Today was the day you were going to fly out and see your bestfriend Michael on tour. You and him have been best friends since you could remember. Your mom and Michaels mom were friends, and soon you and Michael became friends as well. He is the sweetest, kindest person you will ever meet, with his beautiful sparkling green eye’s, and his pink lips, and also how his hair color changes every month… He’s perfect. Yeah, you can tell I may have a crush on Michael, but you’re wrong…I’m in LOVE with him. I have been for a total of 3 years now, but he will never notice. That’s why I’m going to fly out, and finally have the courage to tell him myself. Only Luke, and Ashton know my plan, they were the ones who suggested it actually. So now here I am on a taxi on the way to the airport to catch my fight to finally tell my bestfriend I love him.

*at venue*

“Y/N you will have to meet Michael after the show because we’re going to go on in 5”
Luke said to me as we walked down the hallway in the venue.

“Thats fine, I was going to try to get some rest before I see him, jet lag is horrible"I answered

“Okay, well see you after our set” he waved before I went to the dressing room.

I tried to relax, but I just couldn’t. I was so excited and nervous to see Michael after 4 months. I had so many thoughts running through my head a mile a minute. I didn’t even notice that the boys set ended, until I saw Michael standing in the doorway, all sweaty with the most beautiful girl around his arm.

“Y/N!” Michael screamed and came barreling towards me. He picked me up in a bone crushing hug.

“Hi Mikey” I whispered

“How are you here” he whispered back, still in the hug.

“I wanted to come and see my bestfriend, is that such a problem” I replied sarcastically, with a grin on my face.

“No its not, I just can’t believe you’re here” he said back, with an equally large grin on his face.

“Well believe it because I’m here, and I’m real” I replied. He pulled out of the hug.

We hear a voice clear they’re throat behind us, I turn around and see the brunette girl that I saw around Michaels arm when he was in the doorway.

“Aren’t you going to introduce me Michael” she said in her forced sweet voice

“Oh yeah” Michael said while dragging me towards the girl

“Y/N this is my girlfriend Amanda, Amanda meet Y/N” he introduced

“Girlfriend?” I questioned, while turning to look behind me at the boys guilty faces.

Turning back in front of me, I see Michael with his arm around the girls (as I now know is Amanda) waist, her with a sickly sweet smile on her face, while Michael is looking down at the floor. I feel like the air just got knocked out of me, and my heart shattered in a million pieces. These 3 years he’s never had a girlfriend, and when I finally have the courage to talk to him, he’s taken, I feel like curling up in a ball and crying.

“Yeah, for about 3 months now” Amanda replies, still with the smile on her face, while Michael is still looking at the ground.

“Michael may I please talk to you outside please” I ask politely as possible. He nods, and starts to walk to the door, I follow him.

When we get outside, we stare at each other for a couple of seconds and I speak up…

“Why didn’t you ever tell Michael” I ask in a harsh, sad tone.

“I didn’t think it would matter” he replied back in an equally harsh tone.

“Of couse it would matter, we’re supposed to be bestfriends, I tell you everything” I say, successfully holding back my tears.

“God Y/N! I don’t have to tell you everything, you need to mind your own fucking business, and not think I have to let you know everything that goes on in my life, it’s my life, not yours!” He yelled back at me.

“Why is it such a big deal anyway?” He asked, still pissed.

“You want to know why Michael? I yell back.

"Maybe because for 3 years I have been hopelessly in love with you, and when I finally have the courage to tell you, your taken. I fucking love you Michael, and I thought maybe I had a chance, but now I know I don’t, I can’t compare to her. I flew all the fucking way here, in hopes of it going smoothly, but its fucking not, I shouldn’t have even come here!” I yell tears now rushing down my face


If I wasn’t crying enough, I sure am now. Its like Niagara falls down my face. He was my whole world, and now its fucking crushed. Its feels hard to breath, he was my only stability, and now he just crushed my heart in a bunch of pieces even more.

“You don’t have to deal with me anymore Michael, I’m leaving, like i said, I shouldn’t have even came, don’t talk to me, I’m sorry I made your life hell, you’ll have a perfect picture, since I won’t be in the frame. Go live your life, and just forget EVERYTHING about me, have a nice fucking life Michael Clifford!” I yelled in a sad hurt tone, and walked away from my world.

I walked back into the venue, going to get my luggage so I can go home. As I walked into the dressing room, I see Ashton, Luke, and Calum, sitting down, with sad looks on they’re faces. They see me walk in, and start to stand up, I put my hand up, and shake my head. I get my luggage, and start to leave when Luke talks.

“Where are you going?” He questions

“Home” I simply answer

“Why?” Calum chimes in

“I’m not wanted here, so I’m going home, please don’t call me, just stay away from me” I say back, and walk out of the dressing room, and soon I’m outside the venue, waving for a taxi, then on my way to the airport.

Now here I am, on a plane back home, heartbroken, and crying my eyes out. Many flight attendants have asked me if okay, it’s the same answer every time; I’m fine. I’m just staring out the window thinking, its all my fault…I should have just kept my mouth shut. Now I’m completely broken, with no one who cares, I guess love had it’s ways, and apparently, it wasn’t in my favor today.

Hi, this is my first imagine ever (I suck).
Idk if I should make a series or not, you guys can message me if you do want a series.. And sorry if I made you cry (I kinda did too) until next time