So my brother and I were eating dinner

Well, here’s my first imagine on here. It’s to give y'all a glimpse of how my writing is. This one isn’t my best because it’s 11:50 at night and I’m tired, but I liked the idea I had. So without further adieu, my first imagine. *********** (Damon) It was a normal Saturday night for you. You were hanging out at the Mystic Grill waiting until eight o'clock for your shift to start. You were the entertainment every night, and believe it or not you made good money off of tips. You looked to your right just as a man sat down beside you. “Bourbon.” His voice was rough, but smooth at the same time. “You new here?” He asked looking straight ahead. You didn’t say anything, thinking he was talking to someone else. “I’m talking to you, sweetheart.” He said nudging your arm. You looked up and saw the bluest eyes you’ve ever seen. “Oh, uh, no. I moved here a few years ago.” He nodded and gave the bartender a smile as he to a sip from his glass. Silence fell and you began to squirm, why would he ask a question then just drop it? “I’m (y/n).” You held your hand out. He turned to face you and smiled. He took your hand and gently placed his lips to the backside. “Damon.” You blushed a bit and he kept the conversation going. “Hm, too bad I wasn’t here in town when you arrived. Such a pretty girl like you shouldn’t be alone in this town.” You gave a small smile, “And why is that?” “Because,” he smirked. “at night is when the vampires come out!” You laughed and he smiled. “I’m so sure Damon. That means there must be Werewolves and witches too!” You said smiling big. He gave a small chuckle. “I am sure. You’re talking to a vampire right now.” He smirked again and you shook your head with laughter. You grinned. He smiled and your watch beeped, 7:55. You two had sat there for two hours just talking and drinking. Another silence fell and you decided to spark it up again. “Hey, did you wanna sing with me tonight?” He took the last drink from his glass and set it down on the counter. You tried getting up, but when you did you toppled over and Damon caught you before you hit the ground. You laughed. “You might be a little too gone for that.” He smiled. “Oh, bite me."You giggled. "I’m fine!” You looked into his eyes and you were suddenly in a trance. “You will believe my lies that i’m not like other guys.” He said in a seductive voice. “I will believe you.” You said back. He smiled and helped you out of the building through the back door. He looked around, and next thing you knew he slammed you against the wall so quick that you didn’t see him move. You gave out a small whimper. You saw his eyes change. They held lust, greed, but mostly…hunger. “Sweetheart,” he said smiling. You could see his teeth glisten in the moonlight, they were sharp. They were fangs. Before you could scream, there was a burning pain in your neck. Your vision began to blur away into black, but it felt so good. You moaned, but then you felt your body hit the concrete. You opened your eyes to see Damon crouched over you, blood dripping from his chin. “Be careful what you wish for.”