Hey guys! when I should be studying out pops another Klonnie fic. This was inspired by the novel 'One Day' by David Nicholls, love that book, movie not so much but this was an idea that didn't leave my head for a week, to have a Klaus/Bonnie version of it (this counts as a copy right thingy). There is going to be some similarities with the book (mostly location) but this is going to be fairly different. I made everyone's characters from the U.K like 'One day' so yeah wrap your mind around an English Damon (let's say he's from Cornwall) and a Scottish Stefan (from Edinburgh), not related, obvs. Klaus and Rebekah are from London (also not related in this), Bonnie from Manchester. They're all human. So yeah, hope ya'll enjoy this and let me know if I should continue this, yay or nay sort of thing. Thanks if you're choosing to read this & btw, to some of you that are reading my other Klonnie fic, I'll update it sometime next week.

Edinburgh, June 1984

"You're coming to party, Bonnie. It's our last hurrah before everyone goes their separate ways."

Bonnie sighed as she watched her friend Rebekah try on her sixth dress before taking it off and tossing it on her bed. "Watching everyone get drunk and make complete fools of themselves for the final time is kinda unmissable."

Rebekah nodded before taking a swig of vodka and passing it to Bonnie, grabbing her comb, she said, "Well, we're not going to be those boring people anymore who observe then actually do things, crazy things." She walked over to her full length mirror and tried detangling her frizzy, blonde hair. After a moment she sighed and placed the comb back on her vanity table. "We graduated which means we deserve to have fun." She turned around to pointedly look at Bonnie. "Have a little bit, at least."

Bonnie brows furrowed before shrugging and brought the glass bottle to her lips, hissing she placed the bottle back down on the floor. "Suppose you're right...who's going?"

"Everyone." She said simply, rifling through her outfits. Taking out a navy blue dress and a light, pink cardigan and holding it out to Bonnie, she said, "This is what I'm wearing tonight, I will have a mental break down if I try anymore clothes."

Bonnie smiled. "It's a lovely choice." She knew why Rebekah was feeling anxious and it came in the form of Stefan Salvatore. Her best friend has pined over the man for the last four years, but they ran in different circles. Rebekah and herself came from middle class backgrounds who both worked extremely hard to get where they were, working night shifts at Antonio's pizza parlor and a few odd jobs to pay off their tuition fees. Stefan and his group; Damon, Tyler, Klaus came from rich backgrounds, born with a silver spoon in their mouths. While Rebekah and herself were studying and writing essays, they were off partying. "I mean, who do we know that's coming?"

"Oh well, Caroline and Meredith." Rebekah tilted her head, staring at herself in the mirror. She turned around. "Is this alright?"

"You look wonderful."

"Cheers, darling." She grinned. "It's your turn."

Bonnie sighed, "I'm just wearing what I wore today."

Her eyes swept over Bonnie's attire, a long, purple floral dress. "It's a nice dress but perhaps something a little bit more...sexier?"

"Sexier?" Bonnie deadpanned.

"More revealing?" She offered, "I would kill for your bum, Bonnie. It should be shown off."

Bonnie shook her head and giggled, grabbing the bottle off the ground, she took another drink. "Oh, how, I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too but don't change the subject."

"I think I'll just stick to this unsexy, man repelling outfit, thank you very much."

Rebekah scoffed, "You look pretty and you know it." She sighed. "Fine, we should be going soon, the party starts at nine."

"Shouldn't we be late on arrival, isn't that what the cool kids do?" Bonnie said this sarcastically but Rebekah nodded her head, quickly.

"You're right." She said, seriously.

Bonnie repressed a giggle, she cleared her throat. "So, where's the party being held?"

Rebekah started to plait her hair, unable to tame it. "Klaus and Damon's dorm room, I think."

"Well," Bonnie shrugged, "Their place is big enough to hold it."

"Is that resentment I hear?" Rebekah said, teasingly.

Bonnie rolled her eyes, "Just an observation on how their dorm is the biggest on campus."

"Money darling, money." She said, easily. "Are you going to be one of those, bitter, artistic folks who blames 'the man,'" She used air quotes, "on all life's problems?"

Bonnie laughed, taking another sip. "Of course."

Rebekah smirked, "and I hope you never change."

Bonnie smiled softly. She said after a moment. "Well, shall we finish this bottle off or what?"

"Absolutely."

Klaus gaze scanned the busy room, taking tentative sips of Stella Artois all the while. He wanted to hold a party this morning but after a bitter row with his father that afternoon, after the ceremony, it diminished his lively mood.

He felt a slap on his shoulder, he turned around to find Damon next to him.

"Are you going to be an unsocial bastard the entire evening?"

Klaus rolled his eyes, "Just merely looking at all the talent."

Damon nodded, "There are some good-looking birds here, actually." He nodded towards the direction of four giggling women. "Are they in our year?"

"Yeah," Klaus said, his eyes now glued on that group.

"Why haven't I noticed them before? Surely I would have fucked one of them by now."

Klaus chuckled into his drink. "Too busy taking university seriously to be seen with the likes of us, I guess." His eyes narrowed in on one girl in particular. "Why don't you try your luck now?"

Damon tilted his head, looking contemplative.

"It's now or never, my friend." Klaus encouraged, he sounded supportive but really he wanted to see his roommate crash and burn with those women.

"You're right." Damon nodded, "now or never." He patted his hand on Klaus' back before making his way towards the group.

Klaus watched Damon lay on the charm thick from afar. Surprisingly, they all seem to lapping it up, laughing at his abysmal jokes and whatnot. However, one of the women didn't look too impressed. He straightened up when he noticed the girl he was eyeing whisper something to her blonde friend before making her way of the living room, tapping people's shoulders and asking them to move aside and let her pass.

He placed his drink on the mantle watching her until she was out of sight. He took a step forward but turned his head to the side when he felt his arm being tugged, he looked over at the petite red-head trying to get his attention. He could not for the life of him remember her name.

"Hello, love."

"Klaus, you never called me back."

He scratched his head, trying to figure out what she was talking about, when he still couldn't remember her, he played along. "I'm sorry about that, work and exams kept me really busy."

She folded her arms, and looked away, "Alright." She said, her annoyance fading. "You're not busy now though..."

"Hold that thought, love. I'll be right back." He had no intention on returning to her but he smiled, looking believable. He took a step forward.

"Alright, come back soon." She said with a suggestive tone.

He winked and started to make his way out of the room.

Bonnie was on her tiptoes, her hand stretching out, trying to reach for the coke bottle on the top shelf.

"That's gone flat, you know."

Bonnie spun around to see a tall man with dark blonde, curly hair. He was wearing a white button down top, sleeves rolled to his elbows and black trousers. He seemed to have the same idea as her, to not bother changing out of his graduation outfit.

"You're Klaus, right?"

He grinned and nodded, he started opening the fridge beside him and pulled out a cold can of coke. He walked over to her and placed it on the counter, next to her. He walked several paces back and leaned against the counter, folding his arms in a relaxed manner. "You're Bonnie?"

She looked at him in surprise, "sure am." She nodded, she held the can up and tilted it towards him. "Cheers for this."

Klaus nodded, "it's no problem."

"So...how do you know my name?"

"I've seen you around." He shrugged, "heard your name being called a couple of times."

"Oh." Bonnie nodded, unsure with what to say.

"I've never really seen you around in parties and all that." He stated, he tilted his head, "actually the only time I have seen you is when you come out of your classes or when you're in the library."

"You know where the library is?" She said, teasingly.

Klaus chuckled, "I have to pass exams too."

Bonnie smiled, taking a sip of her drink.

"So you never really answered my question."

She looked up at him. "You asked a question?"

He dropped his arms, "Oh right, I didn't." He shrugged, "but anyway...why did you come here tonight?" Bonnie looked down, feeling flushed. "What I meant was." He said slowly, rolling his eyes at his choice of words, "why is this the only time you dropped by, we've had hundreds of parties since first year." She watched him walk over to grab another beer out of the fridge. "It would have been good to have gotten to know you."

Bonnie shifted in her stance, trying to appear casual. "Would you have gotten to know me?" She didn't know him but she knew his reputation.

Klaus paused for a moment before nodding. "I think so."

His answer was innocent, enough. "Well, when I wasn't studying, I was working, paying off rent and fees."

Klaus nodded, "ah." He glanced behind him, "we could continue this conversation in the living room...or you can tell me to sod off right now and I will." He smiled, "promise."

Bonnie laughed, she grabbed her drink and nodded. "I think I can stand your company for a little bit longer."

He smirked, "that's good to know." He opened the door, allowing her to pass through first.

When they walked into the expansive living room, he placed his hand on her arm, stirring her towards the back of the room where there was a unoccupied couch. He flopped down as Bonnie sat next to him, keeping considerable distance between the two. She looked around to find Rebekah in a group, standing next to Stefan, Bonnie smiled. In that moment they made eye contact with each other, her friend eye's widened to a hilarious degree before grinning, she subtly winked before turning her attention back to Stefan.

"What's so funny?" Klaus asked, suddenly.

She turned to Klaus to find him looking at her in amusement. She shook her head, "nothing." When he still looked at her, eyebrow raised, she sighed, "well...my friend has fancied your friend for a while."

Klaus grinned, he looked back at the crowd, draping his hand over the back of the couch. "Which friend?"

"Stefan Salvatore." She said automatically.

He chuckled, "you said his name with such certainty while you barely knew mine." He looked back at her, "is your friend the blonde one?"

Bonnie nodded.

"They'd look like a nice couple." Bonnie couldn't tell if he was joking or not. Klaus shifted where he sat, making himself comfortable. "Well...let's back to you, shall we?"

"My father is a snobby, self-centered bastard who is too far up his own ass to realize what's going on around him."

It was five in the morning and nearly everyone dispersed, either to go home or find a room to pass out in, one of the few people to actually stay was herself, ten other people and Rebekah who was drunkenly slow dancing with Stefan to Elton John.

Listening to 'Your Song' in the background, Bonnie shook her head, trying to get out of her sleepy stupor and direct her attention to an intoxicated Klaus. "I'm sure he isn't that bad."

"No, he's an asshole...trust me." He moved his glass around, clumsily. His whiskey and coke splashing out of his glass. "You should have seen his face when I told him I was studying in Edinburgh instead of Cambridge."

"Maybe he didn't want you to leave London?"

He shook his head, "he wanted to control me, his only son, future heir to his fucking dynasty." He moved his head closer to hers and whispered. "I hate business and studying for it for four years has been the bane of my existence."

"What would you like to do?" she whispered back, her eyes darting from his eyes to his lips.

He didn't notice this however, he shrugged, pulling back and rested his head on the cushion. "Something in entertainment, acting or whatever."

"Why don't you do that then?"

He chuckled, humorlessly. "I'll be disinherited."

"Oh." She said, quietly. "What does your mum think?"

A soft smile enveloped his face, "She wants whatever makes me happy but my father is too overbearing for her voice to be heard." He looked at her. "What about your family?"

Bonnie looked down, "it's only ever been me and dad." She shrugged, "all he wants is my happiness."

He smiled, his eyes fluttering closed before opening them again. "That's nice and he's okay with you pursuing writing?"

"Why wouldn't he be?"

"A career in writing is a fickle business."

Bonnie nodded, "I know but it's all I ever wanted to do and he knows this."

He nodded in return, "it's good having that kind of support," he sat up straighter and moved his neck from side to side. "I need some air, do you want to come with me?"

Bonnie's eyes darted to her friend, who was now kissing Stefan in the middle of the room. "Alright."

He stood up and offered his hand to her, she accepted. Pulling her up, they passed the kissing couple. Klaus patted Stefan on the shoulder, once, as they passed, Stefan nor Rebekah paid any attention.

As they made their way outside, grabbing their jackets along the way, they started walking around the empty campus in a relaxed pace. After a moment, he started walking in a brisker pace, he slowed down and turned around, walking backwards.

"I've come to a sudden conclusion, Bonnie Bennett."

She smiled and nodded. "Go on."

"I do wish I met you a lot sooner."

Bonnie's cheeks warmed up despite the icy air. "Really?"

"Yes," he nodded, "you're very easy to talk to."

"Listening is one of my many attributes."

He beamed before stopping until she caught up with him, he walked by her side. "Do you live around here?" He asked, suddenly.

Bonnie looked sideways at him. "Actually..." She pointed to the fifth floor of the grey building. "Right over there."

"I'd like to see it." He looked at her, "if that's alright by you, we can talk more in a quieter atmosphere."

Bonnie nodded, swallowing thickly. She shrugged, casually. "Sure."

He smiled. "Lead the way."

Bonnie flicked on the lights of her small living room, she appeared embarrassed as he looked around in an observant manner. "I like it." He looked over at her petite frame and walked over to stand very close to her. When Bonnie looked up at him, he chose that moment to press his lips to hers.

Bonnie squeaked which made Klaus sober up and pull away, he looked down. "Sorry." She looked at him in an impassive way, Klaus started to fidget, not knowing what she's thinking. To Klaus surprise, she pulled him close, initiating their second kiss of the evening. He ran his hands through her dark hair, coaxing her mouth open, tangling his tongue with her own. "Where's your bedroom?" he whispered when they pulled apart.

She pointed down the hallway, "through there."

Klaus nodded, when she started to walk in that direction, him following close behind. Opening her bedroom door, they quickly started kissing again. Bonnie started removing his coat and unbuttoning his shirt. His hand was on her shoulder before drifting down to her chest, his hand giving her left breast a gentle squeeze.

Bonnie gasped and pulled back to his confusion. "Is their something wrong?" He asked.

She quickly shook her head, "I just need to freshen up for a bit." She started to walk towards her en suite bathroom, "won't be a moment." She said with fake cheer.

"Alright, I'll be right here." He said, brows furrowed as Bonnie shut the door behind her. He started walking around her bedroom, rifling through the stacks of books she had, from autobiographies to fiction, he sighed as he looked towards the bathroom door. Maybe he shouldn't be doing this, having casual sex with women especially women as sensitive as Bonnie. He knew her tough exterior was a facade, finding this out after the last couple of hours they spoke about family, ambitions and life, in general. He realized after spending the entire evening with her, that he was attracted to her and wanted her but maybe their better suited as friends, that is if they ever saw each other again after this morning.

He knew Bonnie wasn't the type of girl to invite a guy in unless she likes them so perhaps it's for the best they don't sleep together. It's about time he grew up and did the noble thing no matter how sporadic those moments are.

He didn't have time for relationships now, and honestly, he just didn't want one. Besides he's off to London in a couple of hours and she's going back to Manchester.

Klaus started buttoning up his shirt.

Bonnie looked in the mirror, trying to pull 'sexy' faces. She shook her head, rolled her eyes and splashed some cold water on her face. Taking off her cardigan and tossing it in the bathtub, she took one look at herself before opening the door.

"You're going?" Bonnie asked, feeling bewildered.

Klaus stalled as he zipped up his coat, mid-way, looking like a kid that got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

"Umm..."

"We're you just going to leave?" she asked feeling irrationally hurt. "Without letting me know."

Klaus looked at her for a moment, shaking his head. "Of course not."

Bonnie looked down, watching him approach. "Because that's fine if you were - "

"I wasn't going to go." He said in a soothing voice.

She nodded, smiling tightly. "Okay." Feeling very awkward.

He started kissing her again, his hand at the back of her neck, the other on her waist.

"I've never done this before." She said in between kisses.

He stopped automatically and looked at her in surprise.

"I mean..." Bonnie sputtered, "I mean this...I've had sex before...but I never brought a guy back here, so..."

Klaus nodded in understanding, he gently pulled up Bonnie's dress strap on her shoulder. "Maybe we shouldn't do this." He said after a moment.

"No." She shook her head, "we can still have sex." She stumbled over her words.

Klaus smiled, he seemed tempted but he shook his head. "I think it might not be such a good idea as we're both leaving today."

Bonnie was silent, maybe he's right. She realized how wrong her preconceived opinions of him were, she likes him, if they slept together and she never saw him again, it would hurt. She inwardly rolled her eyes, why didn't they meet sooner?

"I feel like we should be friends." Klaus said, dashing whatever hope she had for him.

Bonnie tried smiling but it became more of a grimace. "Of course, we should just be friends." She said, nodding.

An awkward silence settled between them.

Klaus nodded, looking out of the window to see the sun, glaring in. "You know, I feel like taking a stroll again." He looked back at her. "Their's this hill that I sometimes walk to, it has an amazing view if you'd like to accompany me before I leave."

Bonnie looked a little hesitant, still feeling very embarrassed by the whole thing but she nodded, "Why not?"

Klaus swallowed thickly and nodded, "good." He zipped up his coat while Bonnie grabbed the first warm hoodie she could find and took off her ballet pumps to put on her converse. He stood by watching her, when she was done, he opened the door, once more, letting Bonnie walk through first.