(A/N: I am not Stephenie Meyer and I don't own Twilight, New Moon, or Eclipse. Well, I guess Twilight is on my bookshelf, but I'm assuming that you know what I mean. I apologize if you feel that I do not illistrate the characters properly.)

Chapter 1-Confessions

Edward's arm was wrapped around my waist and we went back to Charlie's house. I stared down at the ring on my finger, studying the diamonds. I didn't know what to say to Charlie. The only way I could think to do it would be to cook dinner, but he was sure to have ordered pizza already. I looked up at Edward's perfect features, and he must have seen that small movement of my head, because he looked down at me, too.

"Everything is going to be fine. Besides, I doubt that your father would hurt you." He had learned how to guess the expressions on my face easily, now.

"I don't think that he'll hurt me. I'm afraid that I'll hurt him. Let's go to your house. I have a plan." I was working it out in my head.

"Oh, really? And may I ask what that plan is?" He raised his eyebrows and changed direction to his house. It worried me how he didn't watch the road, especially in the heavy rain, but I knew that any objections would be useless. He knew what he was doing.

"Of course you can ask. In fact, you just did," I pointed out. "I'm going to call Charlie, ask if I can stay the night with Alice, which I know he'll agree to. Then tomorrow I'm going home in the morning, and I'm going to look up a good steak dinner on the internet. I'm going to get ingrediants and hope that I can make it right to soften up Charlie before I--sorry, we, you're going to be there too--tell him."

"That is sure to soften him up. And practically put him to sleep, so he won't get too upset."

"Exactly part of the reason that I'm doing it!" It was a lie, and I'm sure that he knew that, but now that he pointed it out, it seemed like a bonus.

Edward smiled my favorite, crooked smile and looked back at the road, which I just noticed was the clearing his house was in. Practically the same second his volvo stopped, he was at my door. He opened it and handed me his phone and lifted me out of the car. He held me as he ran his speed to the front door and up to his room. I wasn't even done dialing the number when he sat me down on the bed.

The phone rang and Edward played with my hair. I pursed my lips and waited for Charlie to answer the phone.

"Hello?" I heard his voice say. It sounded a little shaky.

"Hey, Dad. Is everything alright? You sound strange." Edward pulled his eyebrows together in confusion.

"Bella? Don't come home. Stay at Alice's house, or something. I don't care if only Edward is there, just stay away from home. Some people called the Volturi (Did I spell that right?) are here asking about you."

"Who? The Volturi? Dad, what are you talking about? Is this some kind of sick joke? It's not funny!"

"Just stay away!"

I woke up screaming. I looked around, wondering where I was and met Edward's anxous gaze. I ignored the question in his eyes and looked at the golden comforter.

"Did I ever call Charlie?"

"No, you fell asleep before we got to the house. I called him for you and imitated Alice's voice. He was happy enough that you were with Alice." He grinned at this, because I was with him instead.

"I just had the worst dream about the Volturi. I dreamt that I did, in fact, make the call to Charlie's house, but his voice sounded shaky. I asked him what it was and he said that the Volturi were asking him about me. His last words in the dream were 'just stay away'." I shuddered and Edward encircled me with his icey arms.

"It was all just a dream. The Volturi are in Italy, where they belong." He stroked my hair and I clung to his chest. I wasn't afraid of the dream as long as he was with me. I debated on changing my mind for a moment and banished the thought. I was going to do this right.

"What time is it?"

"About nine in the morning."

I sighed and reluctantly pushed away from him. "Time to look up steak dinners." He laughed and took my hand, walking with me downstairs.

"So, you're looking for steak dinners. Then we're going shopping and then cooking?"

"Pretty much, yes. Although, we're not cooking. We're trying to cook the steak without burning it. The steak and whatever may accompany it." I had never cooked a big, fancy dinner before, and I wasn't very hopeful that I wouldn't burn down the house.

I looked on the internet while Edward sat on my bed. I found something that I thought I might be able to make and that Charlie would like. I copied it down in my messy handwriting on a piece of scrap paper and went to the store. I found everything I needed and bought everything. Then I realized that it wasn't even noon and I was ready to start cooking.

"Well, this I guess I hadn't planned for." I turned away from the bags of food on the kitchen counter and sat down next to Edward.

"What did you not plan for?" He pulled me onto his lap and kissed the top of my head. I leaned my head against his shoulder.

"The timing is off. I figured that I would be cooking pretty much all day, but now I find spare time on my hands before I have to start cooking."

"What would you like to do until then?" I felt his cold breath as he whispered in my ear and it tickled. I couldn't help but laugh. "What? Are you ticklish? I was unaware of that."

I lifted my head and looked him in the eye. Did he really not know that I laughed easily when tickled? I thought back and realized that he had never tried to tickle me.

"I guess I never told you that, did I?"

A huge grin occupied his face. "No, you failed to tell me that. And now you must pay." I knew what was coming and I jumped off his lap, already laughing. He got me before I took a step, which didn't really surprise me. His hand darted to my feet and started dancing. I laughed even harder and started kicking my feet. It took me a moment to realize that he was laughing too. It all seemed very childish to me, but I didn't care that much.

I somehow found a way out of his grasp and ran up the stairs. I didn't really know what I was thinking. No matter where I went he was able to get me. I ran to my bedroom door and he got me again, hurling us through the air and landing on my bed. I tried to move my hands to push him away, but he had them both pinned above my head with one hand. His other hand had slipped under my shirt to my stomach. Again, his fingers started dancing. I laughed again, unable to stop. His lips were suddenly on my mouth, filling my head with his sweet smell. His fingers had stopped dancing and were now gripping my side. I had to remind myself to breathe. He grinned again when he pulled away.

Edward released my hands and let me up. I was still laughing a little, not entirely trusting that he wasn't going to tickle me again. He laughed, as if sensing my unease, which was probably the case.

"Alright, now that you have had your fun attacking me, I want to know something." It had been bothering me for awhile, but I had never found a good oportunity to ask.

"And what is it that you would like to know?" His long, cold fingers slipped through mine.

"Well, you only told me... well, I guess you only told me one, but I only know four out of your ten favorite nights. I would like to know what your other six are."

"I had forgotten about that. Why don't you keep guessing?"

"Because I'm out of nights. What are the rest of yours?"

"Well, I guess number five would be..." He thought and then there came a knock on the door. He had to have known that there was someone there, so why he hadn't said anything was beyond me.

I got off of the bed and raced down the stairs. Before I opened the door, I turned to Edward, who was right behind me. "Well, who is it, Mr. I'm-not-gonna-say-when-Bella-has-company?"

He grinned. "It's Angela, that's all."

I spun around and opened the door. Angela's hand was up in a fist, about to knock again.

"Oh, hey Bella! I was hoping that you would be here. I didn't see your truck..." Her voice trailed off as she saw Edward standing behind me.

Edward politely smiled. "Hello Angela. How are you?"

"Oh, I'm fine." She seemed to have gotten over the shock that I wasn't here alone. "I had nothing to do and wondered if you would mind coming to Port Angeles with me and just hang out. But if your already doing something..." She looked confused and I wasn't sure if I had the time to go to Port Angeles.

"Well, Ang, I would love to go with you, but I'm trying to do something so that hopefully Charlie doesn't shoot Edward."

"What do you need to tell him? I mean, I can only imagine two things that Charlie would shoot him for. Either your pregnant or engaged and I can't see you doing either of the two." I had to blush. She had just guessed what I didn't want anyone to know yet. "What? Bella, are you pregnant?"

I shook my head furiously. "Here, why don't you come inside. I guess I'll have to tell you now. But don't breathe a word about it until tomorrow."

Angela looked shocked and nodded her head. She walked into the livingroom as I closed the door and sat down on the couch. I followed in after her with Edward right behind me. I was going to sit down, but decided to stand and lean against Edward instead. I crossed my arms across my chest and sighed. I knew that Angela wouldn't act anything like Charlie would, but I was still nervous.

"Well, Angela, you guessed what I need to tell Charlie today. You said I was either pregnant or engaged. Well, I was telling the complete truth when I said I wasn't pregnant. So that leaves..." I trailed off. Angela was smart, she would figure out something as simple as this.

"Oh my gosh! Bella, you're engaged? And, well I guess I don't have to ask who to. It's obvious. Edward, of course. Oh, congratulations (S/M?) Bella!" She jumped up and ran over to hug me. I knew that she wouldn't act like Charlie, but I wasn't expecting her to act like Alice. She just needed to be shorter, paler, on a different diet and dragging me to the mall right now and I would be convinced.

"Hey, Angela, I hope that you wouldn't mind-"

She cut me off. "Anything, Bella!"

I had to laugh at her. I guess that if it were Alice she would be squeling, too. "Would you be a brides maid?"

"Oh, of course! Thank you for asking! When you go shopping for the wedding, I'm so going with you!" I laughed again. Angela was easy to please sometimes. We spent a few hours of mindless talking until it was three in the afternoon.

"Okay, well Angela, I need to start cooking dinner for Charlie. I can only imagine what his reaction will be to this." She nodded.

"Well, I guess I'll see you later then. Bye Bells, bye Edward!" And with that she left, and I turned to what may very well burn down the house.

"And now we feel the wrath of steak. And potatoes and vegetables." I walked into the kitchen with Edward and started to make the food. At around six I got finished, and only minutes later Charlie came home.

"Hey, Bells. What do I smell?" He hung his gear on its hook and walked into the dining room, which had dinner on the table. Charlie looked happy with the food and sat down and started to dig in. I couldn't eat much, and Edward naturally excused himself. When Charlie finished I got up and cleaned the dishes. I put my plate in the fridge. I'd eat it tomorrow. When I finished with all of that I walked into the livingroom to see the two most important men in my life watching ESPN.

"Hey Dad, could I talk to you about something?"

"Sure, Bells. What is it?" His eyes were glued to the TV and didn't notice when I sat on Edward's lap. Edward probably wasn't watching it to begin with, but if he was he was watching me now.

"Without the TV roaring in our ears?"

Charlie frowned. He obviously didn't like where this was going, if it required the TV to be off. Either way, it turned off. I took a deep breath before continuing.

"Dad, Edward and I both have something to tell you. Something important that we would like to be calm for."

"What is it?" He was wary now.

"Well, Chief Swan, as you know we love each other very much." Edward said.

"Yes..." His voice trailed off and he frowned. "What is it you want to tell me? Are you pregnant, Bella?" I wasn't sure how he managed to sound calm while saying that, but he did.

"No, Dad, I'm not. I'm the other thing that you really don't want for me but I'm doing anyway." I knew that it probably wasn't the best way to put it, but every other way couldn't make its way to my mouth.

"What? Are you two... are you... ENGAGED!" His voice had been calm and weak until now.The word engaged must have struck a nerve.

"Yes, we are." Edward was trying to calme Charlie down, but it wasn't working.

"You! It's your fault, isn't it? You put her up to it! Your kidnapping her and told her to come up with a reasonable excuse as to why she's leaving!" I flinched. I actually was leaving soon. But Edward wasn't kidnapping me, he was changing me. Very much against his will.

"Dad, at least I told you! I really wasn't planning on telling you until, about, a week until the wedding! But then we had that talk about not doing anything major, so I told you now! Although I would like you to know that he asked me two times to marry him. The first time I said I had to think about it. No. The second time I had had time to think about it. That time I said yes. Dad, I want to spend the rest of eternity with Edward!"

"Well, I guess you won't get that, will you? Eternity? Ha! I'm glad that you thought about it, but you're too young. Does Carlisle know? Does Esme know? Does Renee know?" Charlie was pacing the room furiously and it took some effort to not laugh. I was to going to spend the rest of eternity with Edward. Charlie just doesn't exactly know that.

"Well... no, no, no. I was about to call Renee, and we're telling Edward's family tomorrow. Oh, that reminds me, Edward, tomorrow we're telling your family. Minus Alice, she already knows. Do you know if Jasper knows? I mean, Alice tells him practically everything."

"No, Jasper doesn't know yet. I think this may very well be the only thing she kept to herself. Well, actually, Esme does know. She's been planning with Alice for the past few days."

"Oh..." I noticed that Charlie was just staring at us.

"You told Edward's sister before your own father?"

"What? No! Dad, I wouldn't have done that! Alice just sort of found out. I don't know how, but she did." I didn't plan on telling him that my new family happened to be a bunch of vampires until he's on his deathbed or if his life depended on knowing.

"Alright... I guess that's exceptable. Well, Bella, I want to be in your life, but if you would just stay at the Cullens' house for the next few days, I would appriciate it. I just need time to clear my head and try to find out what to do. You should call Renee." Charlie left the room.

"Well, that went over better than I would have thought. Now the next big challenge. Time to call Renee." I got up from Edward's lap and to the phone. I knew that it would be late in Florida, but I had to call while I had a little courage. I dialed the number and waited for her to answer.

"Hello?" said my mother's groggy voice.

"Hey Mom! I have some news to tell you."

"Could it wait for tomorrow, Bella? I need some sleep."

"Well, I'm sorry mom, but I need to tell you now. If I don't then I may very well not have the courage to do it any other time."

"Alright. I'm listening."

"Mom... well... I'm... I... Edward..." I didn't know how to word it. "You know what, Edward's here and way more calm than I am right now. I'll let him tell you." Edward looked at me a little annoyed but took the phone anyway.

"Hello? Renee? This is Edward. I asked you beautiful, wonderful daughter," I blushed at his adjectives, and he smiled, "to marry me. And to my great delight, she answered yes." He paused as Renee said something. "Alright, here she is." He handed the phone back to me.

"Bella, is what he just said true? You are a responsible girl and I don't believe him."

"Yes, mom, it's true."

"Call me tomorrow, when I have more energy to argue. Goodnight, Bells." And with that she hung up.

"Well, I guess that went over well too. Then again, she was too sleepy to really object. Well, off to your house, then. Time to give Charlie some time to think." I turned on my heel and went out to his Volvo.

(A/N OK, how did I do? This is my first fanfic. Please review!)