Disclaimer: I do not own Sonny with a Chance. But I dream about it sometimes.
Hello, everyone! This is a multichapter, but it isn't the one I asked about on my onesots. Sorry! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this as much as I did. What can I say, I was feeling like I had an epiphany. Cheesy, right?
Tension or Love?
SPOV
I walked down the hallway. No, more like skipped down the hallway. I was in such a great mood. Mr. Condor had allowed gum back into the studio (not that I needed it to be funny), people had stopped booing at me, I had written a really awesome sketch, and even Tawni seemed willing to be peaceful today. I was flying on cloud #9.
As I passed the Mackenzie Falls studio, I heard whimpering. I stopped. Where was it coming from? I backtracked and walked into the studio. From there, I walked down the long hall of dressing rooms until I found the source of the noise. Why was the noise coming from Chad's room?
I knocked lightly, but no one responded, so I peeked in. At first I couldn't see anything in the dim light coming from the crack in the door, but soon my eyes adjusted and I saw Chad, crumpled up on the couch, his face looking like it was in pain. Tears streamed down his face. Oh. My. God.
Without thinking about it, I ran in, shutting the door behind me, and hugged him. He wasn't hesitant to hug back, and I knew I had made the right choice. "It's fine, Chad," I whispered. "Just let it out. I know you don't want me to tell anyone, and I won't."
He seemed to relax when he realized who it was. Wow. He would have taken a hug from anyone, but was, what, relieved it was me? What had happened?
I waited about a half hour for him to calm down, and then I asked the dreaded question. "What's wrong?"
His face contorted once again, and I was sorry I had asked. But he composed himself, and answered. "My- my mom- died," he hung his head. "In a car accident this morning on the way to her work."
I gasped and clung onto him tighter. "Oh, Chad," my voice wavered, but I didn't care. Soon I was crying too.
He looked at me, his eyes all puffy and his voice husky. "Why are you crying?"
I stopped crying as best I could and answered him, "Because no one should have to go through that. God, Chad, I'm so sorry. Whatever you need, I'm here for you."
He seemed to think about this for a minute. Then he looked in my eyes and seemed to find the answer there. Slowly, tentatively, as if he were worried, he brought his lips to mine. Soon his lips were more urgent against mine, and he wrapped his arms around my waist.
Without thinking about it, I responded, wrapping my arms around his neck, fistfuls of his hair in my hands, kissing him just as much, if not more, aggressively. For some reason, I needed this just as much as he did.
Soon we had to pull away to breathe, and we did. My mouth dropped open, shocked. "What-"
He cut me off. " I know. But think about it, this can be our thing. No strings attached. Enemies most of the time, but we meet to do this," he gestured between us, "at other intervals."
I thought about it, but once again, he crushed his lips to mine. Finally, I pulled away. "This is so wrong."
He grinned at me, knowing that that was my agreement. "That's what makes it so right." And then he kissed me again.
I had just made a deal with the devil.
So, tell me what you think! And sorry, my mom won't let me PM, but I'll gladly answer reviews. And yes, this is a multichapter. My first on Fanfiction! Yay!