Chapter 8

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This is Edwards POV of meeting Charlie. And then its Bella's POV for a while

Edwards POV
As I hopped into the car, I started to worry about meeting Charlie, I hadn't really thought about it at all -too focused on getting Bella to meet my parents- but now I realized how nervous I was. Suddenly I completely empathized with how Bella had felt.

I contemplated every movie and book I had ever read, and in every one the father always hates the boyfriend.

I had never met a girl's parents before, my only previous girlfriend being Tanya, and we never really got that serious. Tanya and I had dated for a month and before I had found out about the whole stalking thing I had thought that we really connected. But how I felt about Tanya was nothing compared to my feelings about Bella.

Spending the whole day with Bella had just confirmed to me what I had already known; Bella and I were perfect for one another. We understood what the other was saying and could have entire conversations without saying a word. Now all I had to do was get her father to like me.

When we got to Bella's house she almost leapt out of the car, before I had even undone my seatbelt, tripping only once, she made it to my side of the car.

"Now its you being all quiet, what are you worried about?" she asked

"Pretty much the same thing as you were" I replied

"Edward, I think it's highly unlikely that 'in a fit of klutziness you'll break something'" I laughed despite myself and Bella continued, "Now I would give you the same brainwashing treatment you gave me before I met your parents, but I would say there's a 98 chance that Charlie's watching us right now, and I don't really think that's something he necessarily wants to be confronted with."

"Absolutely" I nodded in agreement, although secretly disappointed that I wouldn't get a kiss. Bella could tell what I was thinking and gave a coy little smile,

"Of course I could always brainwash you later" she teased.

"Yes please" I laughed back, but meaning every word.

Bella gave a final laugh, then grabbed my hand, dragging me to her house. She rang the doorbell and threw a reassuring glance my way. The door swung open to reveal Bella's dad. Bella dropped my hand and stepped towards her dad. "Dad this is Edward, Edward this is dad" she introduced.

"Hello Chief Swan" I said, extending my hand towards him.

"Call me Charlie, Edward", Charlie smiled, shaking my hand firmly. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Bella let out a small sigh of relief as she realized her dad wasn't going to murder me. I too was relieved, no, ecstatic that her dad seemed to like me.

Bella excused herself to go make the dinner, I had offered to help but she had declined, giving the old 'too many cooks in the kitchen' excuse. I think she feels me and Charlie need male bonding time. So Charlie and me sat in front of the TV, watching the football. During the ads we would chat a little, the conversation stunted and awkward until Bella came in and announced

"The lasagna's in the oven, it should be ready in about half an hour"

With that Bella sat on the couch, between me and Charlie. From here the conversation was more flowing, and much to Bella's embarrassment, mainly centering around her. At the beginning of the next ads Charlie muted the TV and turned to Bella saying,

"So what did you kids do today?"

"We went to see When a Stranger Calls," here Bella gave an involuntary shudder, "and had lunch in Port Angeles, then we visited Edward's parents and came here" She replied.

"Sounds like you're in it for the long haul, huh Edward". In the aftermath of Charlie's question many answers came to mind, some so cheesy and chick-flick worthy I almost vomited. I settled on the least "my daughters date is a stalker"ish type answer and replied

"Yes sir" and I meant every word; I couldn't imagine a world without Bella. Interrupting my little moment, under his breath, but loudly enough so that we could all hear Charlie started to hum the wedding march

"Dum dum da dum, dum dum da dum".

Bella turned scarlet, clearly completely mortified. She hit her dad hard on the arm

"Dad" she hissed, "I can't believe you"

Clearly there was some inside joke I was missing.

Bella's POV

After Dad did the most awful, embarrassing thing ever, it all went down hill, though I had recovered slightly from the marriage comment by laughing it off as completely random and suggesting that "maybe you should marry Edward dad, if you're so desperate". Edward and Charlie had laughed and I hoped that it was the last I would ever hear of it.

After the beginning of the end the football came back on, and the TV captivated Edward and Charlie, all their attention focused on overgrown men in running around with a ball, giving each other occasional brain injuries. I took this opportunity to sneak off and call Alice. I hadn't told her about the whole wedding thing before, so needless to say she was amused but agreed that it was a terrible situation.

Alice approved entirely of how I had dealt with it. After chatting for a few more minutes I walked out of my room, to the lounge room, where my boyfriend and my dad both sat, eyes fixated on the television. I was about to sit back down, when a funny smell wafted in from the kitchen. I sniffed, burning.

I gasped and ran to the kitchen, my lasagna ruined! The lasagna that I had so carefully prepared, ready to amaze Edward with my culinary skills.

'NOOO!" I verbalized my devastation.

Charlie and Edward both came running.

"Bella what's wrong?" asked Edward urgently. I simply showed him the ruined lasagna. Then he and Charlie started laughing.

"Is something funny" I hissed, furious, how dare they laugh at a time like this.

"Bella," explained Charlie "we thought something bad was happening"

"You don't call this bad?"

Edward tried to elaborate on my dads answer, "Come on Bella, we were just watching he football, and then all of the sudden we hear someone screaming NOOO…" He lapsed into laughter again, and Charlie continued, still chuckling

"And then Edward turns to me and goes… 'Oh my god I bet she's fallen'", Edward took off where Charlie had stopped,

"And so we rush in here and you're crying about burnt lasagna." I scowled at Edward and turned back to the source of my horror.

"What am I supposed to do about dinner now?" I asked

"Don't worry Bells I'll just order pizza" said Charlie, phone in hand already.

Lasagna would have been so much better.

I know it's a short chapter but I had trouble writing this one, next chapter will be better. Please review!