Heya guys, so this is just basically a thank you fan fiction for everyone who reviewed and read my fan fiction series, (High Noon - Tainted Dawn) THE SERIES DOES NOT END THERE, but this was just an idea I have had in my had for a while and I thought it was time to publish it!

Anyway, tell me what you think!

Chapter SONG: Chasing Cars – Snow Patrol

Chapter Summary:

Anthony and Aimee prepare for their first date. He takes her to a familiar place to his parents, (she doesn't know that he is a half vampire yet, but she is beginning to guess.)

Original book: HEAVEN ON EARTH BOOK III

Anthony POV

I was unsure just how many times I had checked that I looked okay. I was more than sure that dad was getting fed up of my repeated entering into his and mums bedroom, when I kept catching them at different stages of foreplay, to ask if I looked okay.

Normally I would have cringed and wanted to pour bleach into my head at the very thought, but tonight, I was simply more stressed than rational.

The more I thought about my tendencies and nature to panic incessantly, the more I thought I was like my mother, and the more I knew I was going to completely screw up this date.

A date, it was sad, but this was my first, and Aimee was perfect.

Okay, so it was cliché and I knew for a fact that everyone thought that about the girl they first dated. But Aimee was.

Her laugh was ridiculous; it made you laugh regardless of what mood you were in. I could be irrevocably pissed at something and if she giggled at me, it would take all of my inner strength not to fall on the floor laughing.

Her eyes, the massive brown orbs that I could quite happily swim in for the rest of my forever. Even the thought of swimming with Aimee sparked images of her in a bikini in my brain, and more so I wanted to pour bleach in my skull.

Not so much that it was making parts of me uncomfortable, but when dad banged on the wall that separated our bedrooms and growled at me to stop it, I feared for my life rather than my trousers.

I swallowed and smoothed the front of my shirt down, looking up at myself in the mirror. I sighed; I supposed this was good as it was going to get... if I wanted Aimee, in the human sense, which I did!

If I wanted to be with her, as completely as I could, she would have to know.

I would have to tell her, have to reveal our secret, and have to frighten her, to let her know just how dark my soul really was.

Even though the thought was like having my heart ripped from my chest, part of me wanted her to be frightened of me, so she would have a human life without a backward glance, and I would be back to watching from afar.

Could it really be that easy to walk away, even when I hadn't... hadn't really got anything to walk away from? Other than the lopsided friendship me and Aimee had going on, and the impending knife edge of a date that was commencing in half an hour, we had no ties to one another, no relationship... Nothing.

She wasn't mine, in any way shape or form. I sighed and flopped backwards onto my bed, my hands over my eyes.

The problem was, that although she wasn't mine.

I wanted her to be.

I wanted it more than anything else in the world. It was like ten thousand ropes were tying me to her, and that was what was keeping me grounded, that was what was keeping me on the earth where I belonged.

After all I was a half vampire, and although I knew dad would never, and had never expressed such thoughts aloud. I knew that he was as unsure about a hybrids shot at anything above this earth as he was his own chances.

"Hey." A low voice said from the doorway.

I peeled my hands off of my eyes and sat up when I saw dad stood there, leaning against the frame the picture of ease.

I frowned, "You shouldn't listen to my thoughts. You know how it annoys me."

He sighed, "Yeh you're like your mother for that, me doing things that annoy you."

There was a low hiss from the next room and dad sighed, walking to sit beside me on the bed.

As he moved to sit down he threw something at me.

"Here." He told me as he sat down and I looked down at my hands.

"Its the keys to the vanquish, we don't want you turning up in any crap... like that thing you insist on driving." He muttered at the end.

I frowned, "I owuldnt call a black Humma crap or a thing." I hissed and elbwed his arm.

He sighed and shook his head, "You love her..."

My mouth fell open, "How... you?"

He sighed and clapped me on the shoulder, "I've been around a long time, and heard a lot of peoples thoughts... I've only ever heard my own thoughts mirror your last ones once." He smiled to himself and glanced up as mum walked past.

"Not eavesdropping!" She declared and skipped of downstairs.

Dad sighed, "Whatever."

There was a loud thud against the floor from underneath and I assumed mum had thrown something at the living room ceiling to get dad to be quiet.

I sighed; I could only hope to have a marriage like mum and dad's one day... well, maybe not exactly like theirs.

Dad pretended to look hurt, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

My frowned deepened out of stress, "I didn't say anything, you keep reading my mind, you don't like it don't listen."

He let out a breath and clapped me on the shoulder once more, "You'll be fine." He said softly.

I smiled, "Thanks dad."

We hugged in a relatively manly fashion, but the emotion was still there.

We were both men, we didn't do stuff like hugging.

He pulled back and looked at the clock, "You'd better leave."
I stood up and rushed to the door when he called after me.

"Ant?" He called.

I turned, "Yeh?"

He smiled sadly, "Give you mother a hug and a kiss on the way out."

My eyebrows furrowed, "Why?"

He sighed, "Because your growing up... its your first date... she's a bit emotional."

There was a pause while I shifted uncomfortably.

"And what about you, are you emotional?" I asked.

He stood and walked to meet me in the doorway, leaning closer to breath, "I'm a man, I don't do stuff like that."

I growled, "Dad I told you to stop reading my mind." I yelled as he slunk off down the hall laughing to himself.

"it's not funny!" I shouted and grabbed my coat as I headed off downstairs.

I supposed it depend where you were sitting actually. If this had happened to Renesmee, I would laugh at her, and I was more than sure that dad's reaction to her dating someone would be different.

I heard dad growl from upstairs, "Damn right."

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