N/A | MICHELLE AND KLAUS

an: this is the flashback/imagine of michelle meeting niklaus that I promised to some of you. updates will be coming soon.

Bourbon Street felt like home to Michelle. Although, home didn't always feel so good. Michelle sat on the balcony of one of the many restaurants lining the streets, sipping at her coffee and eating her beignet as she spied on Niklaus Mikaelson.

Michelle rubbed her puffy and tired face that was a side effect of her hangover. When she opened her eyes from rubbing them, she instantly searched the street to look for the infamous Klaus once again. However, within that one moment, she had lost her glued sight of him.

Michael panicked. She had to have eyes on him at all times or else she would never be able to find him again. She needed to keep her eyes on him if she wanted to keep her head attached to her body- or else her boss, Anastázia Mikaelson, would tear it off.

Michelle quickly descended the steps that took her back onto the wild street filled with prostitutes, pimps, drunkards, entertainers, partiers and tourists. Michelle felt small amongst the mass of people and felt as if she was spinning in circles while she decided which way to go.

Before Michelle even made her decision on which way to go, a rush of wind brushed past her. Though, she instantly knew that it wasn't just a casual breeze blowing by her- it was a vampire speeding past her. Michelle froze in her place. The vampire that had sped past her, stood tall behind her.

She could tell it was a masculine figure based on his shadow. Michelle cringed and slowly turned around. When her eyes locked onto the man standing before her, she gulped. "Um- hello." She squeaked.

Klaus' eyes narrowed and darkened. "You've been following me, for weeks." He stated blatantly.

Michelle weakly nodded. "I'm sorry." She smiled small up at Niklaus. He seemed much taller up close.

"Why?" Klaus inquired.

Michelle knew that she couldn't tell him that his sister, he hadn't seen in 1000+ years may I add, had sent her. Also, she knew that she'd be dead before the sun set if she even whispered the evil witch's name. "Uh... I- err... I thought you were attractive?" Michelle had been following Klaus around for long enough to know that he was a bit narcissistic, therefore her fake explanation seemed to be perfect.

Klaus stifled an awkward cough, then shifted on his feet. That was the very moment Michelle knew that he had found her attractive too, so she giggled. "Well... then, may I take you out?" Klaus coughed out.

Michelle's eyes widened. She was shocked that he would ask something so abrupt. "On a date?" She asked for calcification.

Klaus nodded. "You don't even know my name." She mentioned.

"What is your name?" He asked to correct the issue.

Michelle raised her brows and smiled. "Michelle Dubois." She said plainly. She had assumed that Klaus was going to be like Anastázia, or worse.

"I am Niklaus Mikaelson." He took her hand and placed a soft kiss on the back of her hand.

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Michelle sat sadly on the bed she and Klaus shared. Tears rolled down her face one after another. She had just received a call from Anastázia, and she had just told her to leave New Orleans to return to her. As if having to leave wasn't hard enough, Anastázia even instructed her to attempt to kill Klaus in order to keep him from having anymore feelings for her.

Michelle wiped away her tears quickly and ran downstairs. She froze in her tracks when she saw Klaus standing there, with the dining table all set with food and fancy glasses filled to the brim with wine. Michelle began to cry once again. Klaus' face immediately fell and he jogged up to her to wrap her in his arms tightly.

"What's wrong, Michelle?" He asked, worriedly.

Michelle's brain spun in circles as she thought up an excuse to inform Klaus that she had to leave. "I have to leave, Klaus." She sobbed into his arm.

Klaus caressed her hair, hoping to comfort her. "What is so bad about that?" Klaus chuckled.

"For good. I have to leave forever. I can't be with you anymore, Klaus." Michelle further explained.

Klaus' happy expression fell into a shocked expression. His mouth fell open and his heart seemed to break into a million pieces. His arms dropped and he broke the hug. "Then... I guess you won't be needing this." Klaus then reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black box. He opened it and revealed a large, beautiful ring hidden inside.

Michelle gasped. "I- I am so sorry, Klaus." She apologized.

Klaus hugged her once again. "Why can't you stay. We can have a life-" Klaus began.

"I have to go, Klaus. Before I have to do anything worse." Michelle began to run out of the house, but Klaus ran after her and stopped her before she could exit.

"Why? After everything we've been through?" Klaus asked, grabbing her hands.

Michelle knew she had to do something to sever their relationship to keep Klaus from running after her. She quickly felt her bracket and drew the magic Stas store in it to attack Niklaus. Michelle whispered a quick chant to fling Klaus across the room. She then quickly fled out of the house, leaving him in the house, hurt on the floor.