Very short and sweet Stemi and Channy moment...or story...
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and if you get it...
This is suppose to take place right after the first episode of Season Two (premiering on either February 7th or 14th), if you haven't read the script already, let me know!
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Seeping Into Reality
She took one step forward, her heart beating against her chest. "Oh, yeah? Well, I wouldn't call that last date an actual date." She was shaking her head slightly at his last remark about what's suppose to happen in a date.
He smirked down at her with a sudden confidence that seemed to appear out of nowhere, just like every other time. "What are you talking about?" He held up a finger for each remark. "I picked you up, we went out, and I brought you home. It's that simple."
Suddenly, he was moving slowly toward her. She knew that he was suppose to; it was a part of who he was and what he was really doing here. All the same, it made her a little nervous.
How was it that, no matter where they were, whenever he looked her in the eyes he made her get lost? Whenever her brown even glanced up into his blue the entire world outside of a three feet perimeter around them disappeared. Everything else was gone and only they stood speaking their usual lines toward each other until the other would budge.
But, after what had happened only a few days ago, with the news of what was going to happen in their future. or easily put, when she found out what she wanted in her future, everything changed. She started to look at things differently whenever he was around and now whenever they were in their "space", she would actually notice the change in the atmosphere.
She chuckled awkwardly, now remembering what was going on. "Yeah, and the whole 'you getting dragged out of your own charity event' really made the night."
Throughout her talking she had been inching backward until her back hit the wall and her hands lay flat against her sides. She had a small smile on her face that seemed to add to the sarcasm. For some reason he still kept moving forward until he was only inches from her. She couldn't remember...Was he suppose to do that?
"Didn't it, Sonny? Didn't it really?"
How did he always slip that line in?
He was now only inches from her face. "Because, from what I remember, you seemed to like the view of me running back and forth. Watching my backside."
Her eyes narrowed. "That was my job. It was part of the deal." She paused. "Besides, can't we just say that tomorrow night is our first date? Didn't you say something about picking me up at eight?"
He smiled, now gone and out of the area Tawni called "her bubble". "Yeah." He rocked on his heals and looked up at her through his lashes. "But then I wouldn't be able to do this." He leaned down quickly, cupping her left cheek with his hand, before she could sputter an adlib to try to slow down the inevitable.
He kissed her.
She was expecting it. She was suppose to.
What she didn't expect was her reaction. Or his.
All the little voices in her head, what she thought was her conscience, were gone. All those voices that told her what was different from reality were now just as speechless as she was once his lips pressed against hers.
She knew that it was going to have to be passionate. All of the tension that had been building up in the last year and a half was finally going to be gone. Everyone saw it coming since the beginning and only now that things had been forced out into the open, finally, it was happening They deserved this, everyone deserved this.
It wasn't simple.
His hands found their way to her waist and he tugged her against him until they were completely flushed against each other. Then one of his hands fisted into her hair, angling her head so they could both have better access as he supported her with his other hand at the small of her back. Her limp arms were now up against his chest, fingers gripping at his shirt and nearly ripping it at the seams. It was like they had a mind of their own and were trying to signal to the both of them to hang on to the moment...
Only when she began to get lightheaded did she notice the noise around them and realize where they both were.
Her pounding heart was working in overdrive and she could swear that even as they both pulled away at the sound of clapping, he could both feel the vibration in the air too.
Then they both turned toward the director.
"Cut!" He stood as the applause and cheering sounds faded and the people around them got the set ready for the next scene, one that neither of them were in, thankfully. He walked around the camera and approached them with a smile. "That...was...perfect. I'm sure that all the fans will be happy with that! You guys are done for now. We'll call you when you're needed."
Demi smiled slightly. Good. That was...good.
She glanced over at her co-star and found that he was watching their director leave. Then he sighed and turned to grin at her.
"See. Told you it wouldn't be so bad." He stuffed his shoe against the floor.
She smiled back. "Yeah...I mean it could have been worse. We could have had to do that scene over, and over...and over." Her voice started to fade as images came to her mind.
Sterling gave her a look and a small laugh. Then he started backing away from her. "Okay...um...I gotta go call my folks about this weekend, but I think we should eat some lunch before we shoot the next scene. Meet you in the cafeteria?"
Demi nodded. "Yeah, I gotta call my mom, too. You know how she gets."
She spun on heal, only glancing back once to see him walking away in the opposite direction with his head a little lower that usual.
As soon as she was off stage and out in the hall between studios, she stopped in her tracks.
What just happened?
She had readied herself for this over the past months. She knew that eventually she would have to kiss Sterling on screen so that their characters could finally be together. That is why for months she had been telling herself how great of a friend he was. She would think about how awesome it was for him to come to so many of her concerts. Her mind would wander to the fact that he was being so supportive by helping promote her new album that had come out only a few months ago. Because that was what a friend did. They were there for each other.
But…didn't a boyfriend do that too?
She sighed and ran a hand through her hair.
For the last few months, she couldn't stop thinking about the possibilities. She couldn't turn her mind away from the fact that…yes, she was attracted to Sterling Knight.
When she listened to her own songs, what was normally only when she was forced to, during nearly every one of them she could think of a way that her relationship with him related to the lyrics.
Whether it was about the times they spent having partying together during the summer, or about how lost she felt whenever he wasn't there to give her advice or make her laugh, or even about how much it was going to hurt once they did kiss and she realized how hard she was falling. And about how much it was going to hurt to know it could never happen.
Like it just did.
She knew he didn't do it on purpose, making her feel this way. All those times that they hung out outside of the show, he had been acting as nothing more than a good friend.
Why would he like her anyway? She had only just turned seventeen this last August and he was a twenty year old that nearly every Sonny and Non-Sonny fan was attracted to. He could have anyone he wanted.
And she was still just Demi.
She walked until she reached her dressing room, passing Tiffany in the hall and giving her a happy wave.
Once her door was closed, she fell into a chair and stared at her phone.
She had already had this talk with her mom. On and off screen romances were never a good idea. The fact that they worked with each other and saw each other every day seemed like a god-send. But, the truth was, what would happen if something went wrong? What if she only liked him because he played Chad? What if the Sonny side of her was only attracted to the Chad side of him?
Then her phone went off and his name flashed across the screen. She took in a deep sigh and clicked send, pressing the phone against her ear. "Hey! I'll be in there in a minute."
There was a pause. Then she heard him heave his own sigh, breath hitching slightly.
"I lied. I need to talk to you."
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Little cheesy...
You know…I wonder if I should make this a two shot? Hence the rating/oneshot? thing in description.
LET ME KNOW!
If I do, it'll be in Chad/Sterling POV.
Now going to work on the next chapter for Two Worlds Collide and another one-shot I'm gonna post...prob. tomorrow, When Your Past Catches Up With You.
Keep a lookout for them!
