I walked back to the table slowly, knowing Jacob would tell me. I didn't want to hurt him. Tears welled up in my eyes. "No." I told myself firmly, I couldn't cry, Jacob would know straight away if I had been crying. I just hoped my plan would work.
"Hi." I said, making my voice sound feeble. "Hey Nessie. Hmm, you look a little pale, are you okay?" He asked worriedly. I nodded slowly, this was great, I didn't plan to look pale. Then I pretended to faint. I know it was sad, and childish, but what else could I do?
"Oh my god Nessie!" Jacob screamed. I felt him holding my hand, then I heard shouts around the restaurant. Panic rose inside of me. I didn't want attention from everyone, just from Jacob.
I blinked my eyes open, making them flutter. "Jacob?" I asked. "Nessie, Nessie! Oh my god, are you alright?" He asked shaking me gently. "Yes, yes, I'm fine." I said getting up. "I think it might have been the bright lights… you know, the toilets are not so well lit, anyway, I still feel a little sick, can we go home please?" I asked, getting straight to the point. I hated lying, it made me feel dirty, like I had done something awful. "Okay, I guess." He said picking up his keys.
We walked back to the car in silence. He opened the door. No funny 'in you get' or anything. I considered telling him I felt fine, and maybe we could go back, when he said something. "Nessie, I know we were interrupted in the restaurant, but I need to tell you something." He looked unnecessarily around the empty car park. "I love you." He muttered slightly. I looked at the floor and scuffled my feet. What on earth was I supposed to say!?
My copper hair floated In front of my face. "Uhn." I muttered. I knew what he wanted me to say, but how could I? When it wasn't real. He sighed and got in the car or the other side. He said nothing all the way home.
A big black hole was building up in me and tears exploded out of my eyes. I sniffed quietly. I loved Jacob, but I couldn't love him like that. He dropped me off, not saying anything. Then he revved the engine again and took off.
Hot tears fell down my cheeks as I ran into the house. "How did it go baby?" Dad asked as I got in the house. I ran past him and into my room. I threw off my jacket and kicked off my shoes, taking one look in the mirror I let a sob escape my lips.
My mascara had run, my lipstick was smudged, and my hair was sticking up slightly at the front. I grabbed a tissue and rubbed hard at my face.
I rubbed and rubbed until my face was bright red and all the makeup was off. Then I changed into my pyjamas. As I buried my face into my pillow I let the loud sobs come freely. I cried until I was all out, and then I lay there looking into the starry sky outside my window, snivelling slightly.
Suddenly there was a soft knock on the door, and dad's head peered around. "Nessie love, are you okay?" He asked softly. "Yes." I said, glad my voice was back to its normal strength. "Oh okay, are you sure, you don't want to talk about it?" He asked sitting down on my bed. "No." I said, but I snuggled up to him and put my arms around him. He put his arms around me too, then I blurted it out. "He said he loved me, but I don't love him, I do but not like that, then he went silent, then I was sad, then I cried, and I am sad." I said bursting into tears.
Dad gently cuddled me, "Darling, if you don't love him, then don't use him." He said. "What do you mean?" I asked wiping my nose on my pyjama. "I mean, if you don't love him then don't tell him you do just to make him feel better, in the end it will only break his heart when he finds out." He said stroking my hair. "Oh. I see." I said, as he slowly crushed the plan I was building up inside my head.
"Just, don't go out with him until this is over, do NOT kiss him, it will make things worse, not better. Unless of course you find you do love him." He said. "In that way." He added quickly at my glare. "I wont kiss him!" I said, my cheeks probably flushing. "Oh Nessie. I didn't think we would be having this talk so soon, I mean, your 7, yet you look 16." He said. "Where did the baby go? OH hold on, there never was a baby, you were born a toddler." He said cheekily smiling. "Cool." I muttered, I had heard this before. Then he grabbed my waist and tickled me.
"Stop!" I gasped in the middle of laughter. "Okay." He threw me into the air, I barely missed the ceiling. Then he caught me perfectly. "Daddy, can I have a midnight run?" I asked him in a sweet voice. "No, its too cold for you." He said. I gently brushed my hand along his cheek and showed him some happy memories, all the times he had taken me for a fast run and how I loved it.
"Aww Nessie! Okay fine, get your coat." He said opening the window. "But only cause your sad." He said quickly. Clearly he didn't want to make this a habit.
I grabbed my coat and climbed on his back. I grasped his shirt and firmly reminded myself I loved this, to make the butterflies go away, but as soon as he jumped off the window ledge, the butterflies vanished, and I laughed as the wind hit my face, causing it to sting slightly, but it was worth it.
We ran around the woods for a while. Then we returned back to our small cottage/house. Mum was sitting on my bed, her face angry. "Edward!" She screamed when we got back in, my face bright red, I saw in the mirror. I let out a gasp of excitement. Sometimes having vampire parents was soo cool! "Calm down bells, I just took her for a run, she was sad." Dad said softly. "I was worried sick! Both of you gone, after her running in so sad!" She said, her voice loud. "Mum, its okay, I needed that, I'm much better now." I said grinning, as if the wind had wiped my memory of this night's excitement. "Okay, but never again, without my permission!" She huffed out.
Dad smiled and kissed me on the cheek. "Night hon. see you tomorrow." He shut the door and I crept into bed. The window was wide open, and the breeze blew my hair around my face, causing me to fall asleep instantly.
I woke up to a loud tapping noise. Quickly I pressed the button on my clock, 6:30 it read brightly. "What the?" I asked getting up. Jacob's face was pressed against my window. "Jacob!" I squealed hauling open the window so he fit through. "What on earth do you think your doing?" I asked grabbing my dressing gown and pulling it over my pyjamas, they were slightly to exposable to be with a boy. "I am so sorry." He said. "Aww Jake! Its all my fault, I am really sorry." I said quickly. "I was shocked when you said that to me." I said hugging him. "Its okay, I shouldn't have been like that, I knew it might take you time to see sense." He said smiling. "What do you-?"
He cut me off, forcefully he pressed his lips to mine. I tried to escape his kiss, but he held me in place, not realising I was trying with all my force to prise him off. Slowly I melted into his kiss and started to kiss him back.
We kissed for several minutes until we were both gasping for air. "I told you you loved me." He said smiling. "Oh Jacob!" I said. What had I just done? Dads words flew out of the window as I sat on my bed panting. "That was my first kiss." I said looking at Jacob. "And? Was it good?" He asked. I couldn't help but laugh. "Yes, yes it was." I said smiling. Then he pulled me close for a round 2. As I enjoyed his soft lips playing with mine I ignored the small voice telling me to stop, you will regret it! It shouted. But I blocked it out. I would have to regret tomorrow.
Sorry its so short, I would write more but I think that's the perfect place to end it. xxx