HOLA!

OK SO I HAD THIS IDEA A WHILE AGO. LIKE BEFORE I EVEN POSTED "Let Me Hold You" BUT I DECIDED TO WAIT UNTILL NOW.

SEE MY THING IS, IF I HAVE A STORY I WANT TO WRITE…WAIT TILL I HAVE THE IMPULSE TO. THAT COULD TAKE MONTHS...BUT I THINK THE STORY IS AT ITS BEST WHEN UR INSPIRED.

NEAT LITTLE TIE-IN WITH MY NAME HUH?

DIDN'T EVEN MEAN TO DO THAT.

SO THIS IS A TWO SHOT. THE FIRST PART, BEING THIS ONE, IS IN CHAD'S POINT OF VIEW.

THE SECCOND IS IN SONNY'S.

HOPE YAL LIKE IT.

CHAD POV

I sat waiting in her dressing room knowing that any minute she would walk through the door. And I would be here; ready to tell her exactly what I've been trying to tell her since the day she got here. Because if anyone were to ask me, I would have to say yes. I am completely in love with Sonny Monroe. And if I don't tell her soon, I'm going to go insane. (Go insane! Throw some glitter make it rain! Sorry me and my friend do it all the time )

And then she walks through the door. At first she looks shocked seeing me just sitting here with my guitar. Figures.

"Uhhh, hey Chad." I smile casually. She blinks a couple times. "You're here because?" I kick my feet up and just stare at her, willing her eyes to melt into mine, but she just shakes he head and takes a few steps closer to me.

"You play guitar?" I smirk at the tone in her voice. As if she would rather believe in magical flying horses than Chad Dylan Cooper being able to play guitar. But I don't reply.

"Helloooo. Have you gone deaf or something? Or maybe you've gone blind and haven't realized that this isn't YOUR dressing room." This time I laugh but again don't reply. Instead I pull out my guitar pick.

"What are you doing Chad?" I smile at her again and this time, I answer her.

"You see, there's this girl I like. Maybe even love. But she doesn't know." She scrunches up her face in confusion.

"And this involves me how?" I ignore the question.

"Well I wrote her a song and I knew I had to play it for her. So I grabbed my guitar and walked down to her dressing room to surprise her." It looks as though she's trying to work out what I just said.

"What are you talking about?" I laugh.

"You know, she said the exact same thing. Maybe you know her. Her name is Sonny." Her eyes widen and it looks as though she's going to faint. "So do you know her?" I ask nonchalantly.

"Chad, whatever you're trying to pull here, it's not funny!" She's trying to glare at me but her eyes seem to be somewhere else.

"No joke Monroe."

"But you said that you wrote a song for a girl you loved…"

"I did." I think she's still trying to figure out what I just said because she's not saying a word. I sit up straighter, clear my throat, and begin to strum a few chords. She stares at me silent. I let the words flow freely, close my eyes, and wonder what she's thinking.

There's something about your smile,

That makes a cloudy day seem bright.

There's something about your eyes,

So beautiful that they light up the night.

And when I'm standing here with you,

I wish that you'd feel it too.

'Cause you showed up in my life,

Just like a shooting star.

And every single day with you,

Has been great so far.

But I wish for something more.

You're the one that I adore.

And I don't understand why you cant see,

That I want you to be with me.

I wish you wouldn't take your time.

Wish that you were mine…

'Cause baby you're like Sonshine.

I open my eyes, look up at her, and wait for her to speak…

SO LIKE I SAID, I WOULDA CALLED THIS A SONG FIC…BUT I WROTE THE SONG MYSELF. IDK IF THAT COUNTS.

HOPE YAL LIKED THIS CHAPTER!

ONLY ONE MORE!

I KNOW IT'S SHORT…BUT I WANTED IT TO BE THAT WAY.

SHORT AND SWEET.

PLUS THERES 2 CHAPTERS SO YAL GET EXTRA.

ReViEw PlEaSe!

Luvs yal.

~SOFIE

:D