Chapter 25 – Daddy?
I screamed and fell back on the sand as he tickled me. he was much faster than me so I used my legs to make him off but it sorta backfired. he landed on me but kept tickling.
Tickling him back, I scratched him and he kept tickling me a tad harsher than I'd like so I scratched him harsher too. He laughed loudly and I threw my head back laughing.
"I give, I give"
I shouted laughing falling back and Klaus laid next to me laughing as well.
"that was fun"
he said catching his breath. I gave him a smile.
"Yeah, it was"
we laid there for a while just watching the full moon quiet, just like we did in the past and it was just as peaceful. After a while I snuck a look at his watch and she sat up straight.
"I need to get going"
"you have a curfew?"
he asked his eyes widening in amusement but mine tightened
"I have a very human father who does not ask many questions. I don't mind a curfew"
I shrugged one shoulder.
"well then, shall we?"
he asked. I gave him a brilliant smile; I blushed and let him help me up. With one hand I grabbed my purse and sandals and hand in hand we walked to his car. Having taken drives with Edward, I'm pretty sure Klaus either likes driving slow or he just prolonged the trip for some reason so that is took us almost an hour till we reached my house. He parked right behind dad's cruiser and we just sat there talking. It felt likt hours had passed when in reality it was only fifteen minutes before the porch light flicked on. I blushed and shook my head looking at my lap muttering
"oh, dad!"
Before clearing my throat and speaking in a louder tone
"I think that's my cue"
I bit my bottom lip embarrassed
"see you tomorrow, perhaps?"
Klaus I stammered a little. I smiled again and nodded
"Goodnight"
I said softly and got out of the car. I almost misstepped on the steps and got inside the house.
Third POV (A/N: simply because I suck at Klaus POV}
Klaus tossed and turned in his large bed for hours before giving up and grabbing his sketchbook. Where it was filled with sketches of Caroline, now it was filled with sketches of Bella Swan. The brunette girl that came down from the sky, like an angel, and saved his family.
he opened a new blank page and with closed eyes he drew what he saw behind his shut lids. the same girl as she looked with slightly dreamy eyes, her long hair sprawled on the sand behind her like a halo looking up at the full moon, her lips pursed in a soft smile she probably didn't even know she smiled.
Jumping from his bed he rolled the drawing and slid his shoes on.
"Have fun!"
Mikael goaded him as he passed in front of his parent's open door but he ignored him. Jumping out the window of the first floor he turned into falcon and flew in the night arriving in the same pale yellow house he was parked in front of a few hours ago and circled the house looking for the subject of his drawing. He felt strangely pleased to see that the sleeping (and talking at the same time) girl was clad in his shirt. The same shirt Rebekah had loaned her (from his closet no less).
he was unable to enter the house uninvited but it didn't stop him from tossing the rolled up sketch to the bed, narrowly missing the girl herself. he let a relieved breath. Bruising her would not be a good idea.
Bella POV
I stretched as I slowly woke up. my fingers brushed a piece of paper and gingerly I unrolled it. please tell me Edward didn't sneak again? Thankfully he didn't. the drawing featured a girl leaning on her back, her eyes lost in thought a soft smile. Why do I always smile around this guy?
on the corner was a message. 'Meet me at the bar after the concert for dinner. Call me' and a cell phone number.
I reached for my cell phone and not wanting to wake him up I pressed on the small envelope and composed a new text
'You're awfully sure of yourself, aren't you?'
Smiling I hopped in the shower and got ready for my day, grabbing a granola bar I plopped on the barstool next to Charlie.
"Is something wrong with your car?"
he asked as nonchalantly as possible. I shook my head drinking coffee hoping to hide my blush, why did the blush have to follow me into vampirism?
"You were dropped off though"
he insisted
"The Cullens are back, they kind of ambushed me at the bar last night and Klaus gave me a ride"
I said quietly
"which one is Klaus?"
"the tall blond one"
"does he go to your school?"
"he's older"
his eyes tightened a little
"how older?"
About a thousand, give or take a couple decades
"he's in his early twenties dad"
"does he have a job?"
"he co-owns the club"
he grumbled a bit under his breath
"Dad, he just gave me a lift to get away from an awkward situation. it's not like we're getting married"
Ouch! That hurt, why did it hurt?
"Just be careful, last time you jumped in a relationship you ended up broken hearted with broken bones"
he patted my hand awkwardly. I hid my wince
"It's okay daddy. I am careful."
"Come on, we're running late, I'll give you a ride"
"Sure"
I can walk!
Lucky for me a classic cherry red car was in our driveway with Stefan at the wheel. Charlie was not amused
"who the hell is this guy?"
"Stefan. Mom's cousin's nephew and brother to the other co-owner of the club"
Charlie's eyes widened and he stared me down
"you need some girlfriends"
"I'll get straight on that. Bye daddy"
I all but zoomed down the driveway and into the car breaking into crazy, but thankfully muffled, giggles
"Daddy...Daddy?"
Charlie muttered realizing I never call him daddy. Stefan looked confused
"What's that all about?"
I only laughed harder
