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I was screwed. I just left Bella's, and I'd made all these weird promises, with no way of keeping them. Okay, so, maybe I'd been a little generous with the whole "stay out all night" promise. That might have been a little bit of an exaggeration. But, surely I could pull off the rest of it? I was pretty confident that I'd be able to make it just the two of us, though. Even if it was something crumby like a movie.
I was really hating myself at the moment for not thinking of anything sooner. It had sort of snuck up on me, and now when I looked at the time, the day was getting away from me. I'd been so confident that I could think of something amazing to do for her yesterday.
But maybe that was just it. Maybe it didn't have to be amazing. Maybe it just had to be - us. Like she'd said.
But, thinking seriously about it for a moment, would she really be okay with just hanging out at the beach all night? I mean, I would be, but, is that what she wanted? I suppose, it wasn't like it was our one year anniversary or something. It was just a month. I'm sure she wasn't expecting something overly spectacular. I guess hanging out with her wouldn't be too bad. But the beach was so cliché. I hated myself for even thinking that.
When I got home, I searched the kitchen for something to eat that night. I had to take care of a meal, since I was picking her up fairly early. Nothing. There was nothing in my kitchen. Well, nothing I knew how to make. I guessed it would have to be something lame like pizza. But that was something I was certain that she liked, so it would do.
The rest of the day seemed to go slowly, probably because I was actually nervous about tonight. I knew that Edward had been pretty well off when it came to money, so she was probably used to receiving wonderful gifts and going on great dates. I didn't want to disappoint her. I know she'd said she would be happy as long as it was just the two of us, but I couldn't help but be a bit freaked out by her expectations. I didn't have a nice car to drive her out to Port Angeles or even to Seattle, and I didn't have money to buy her fancy presents or pay for expensive meals. Compared to Edward, I was probably a terrible boyfriend.
I figured it was probably a good idea to ask my dad about tonight. Maybe he'd be able to help me, seeing as though he had to have gotten with my mother somehow! Besides, I'd exaggerated the whole "staying out all night" promise, and I should probably change that a bit. Obviously I didn't mean all night, right? Bella would get that, right? I hoped she didn't think I meant anything perverted.
"Dad?" I asked, sitting down beside him.
"Yeah?" he replied, not seeming interested. I hesitated. I boasted to my dad a lot when I finally got with Bella, but, now that I was uncertain about it, I wasn't sure if I should ask him.
"I'm taking Bella on a date tonight, um -" I began, but he stopped me.
"I don't care if you do it here, just don't wake me, or use the couch, oh and be careful, you don't want her pregnant, oh and -"
"Dad, no!" I hid my face, stopping him. I really did not want to talk about that! As much as I wanted to do that with Bella, I didn't want - or have - to ask my dad for permission. That was the last thing on my mind, well, maybe not exactly, but I wasn't that hormone driven that sex was all I was thinking about.
"Well what?" he asked, looking a little confused. I sighed.
"I was going to ask for some advice with tonight," I explained. He shifted slightly.
"Oh. Well, the obvious stuff, being yourself, that kinda stuff. And um, yeah," he said, looking a little uneasy. Didn't he have any good tricks?
"Great, thanks dad," I replied sarcastically, rolling my eyes.
"Well what do you want. You have protection right?" he asked. Oh my God!
"Dad, it's not about that," I sighed, but he just raised his eyebrows. "Yeah I do, dad."
Obviously, I didn't think they would be needed. But I'd gotten my hands on a few, especially after Bella had been all over me in my bedroom, I realised I had nothing. And I didn't want to get Bella pregnant if we actually did go through with that. Not that I thought we would actually do it. But still, if Bella changed her mind and began making out with me in the back of the Rabbit, well, I'd be prepared if she wanted more than just that.
God, what was I thinking? Bella isn't that kind of a girl. My dad wasn't going to be any help, so I decided to go and find something nice to wear. I didn't really have anything "nice," so I just threw on some of my cleaner cloths. I brushed my hair quickly through my fingers, and tied it up tightly at the back of my head, I wanted to look clean for her.
Eventually, it was time for me to leave.
"Knock her dead, Jake," my dad said as I was leaving. I grimaced.
"Thanks, dad," I replied, hovering by the doorway. I was nervous. I'd go pick up a pizza first, and then head right over to her place. But I took the plunge, and drove off towards Forks.
Maybe she'd be disappointed, and I was ready if she was. But it was what she wanted, it was just the two of us. That's all I really wanted, too.