Through the Rain Chapter 1, a zoey 101 fanfic

A/N: This is based on a Mariah Carey song I just heard, and when I was listening to it, I was thinking about Zoey and Chase, so I hard to write something, even though I should be working on a chapter for my story, what happens now? Takes place right after Goodbye Zoey. I do not own Zoey 101 or this song. If i did, then I would be very rich and Goodbye Zoey would have ended differently.

When you get caught in the rain
With nowhere to run
When you're distraught
And in pain without anyone
When we keep praying out
To be safe
But nobody comes
And you feel so far away
That you just can't find you way home
you can get there alone
it's okay
once you say

Tears flooded her vision as the boy on the computer screen confessed his love for her. She reached out and touched the screen of her computer and left wet streaks on the screen. She bit her bottom lip and let the tears fall. She fished around in her back for her cell phone. She dialed Chase's phone number and sobbed silently as it rang. The brown haired boy on the screen took his cell phone from his pocket and flipped it open without checking the caller ID.

"Hello?" he said dejectedly.

"Chase." She choked out.

"Zoey? What's wrong? Why are you crying?" She watched the computer screen as he stood up and paced back and forth.

"Turn your T.V. on Chase." She said between sobs.

The boy took the phone from his ear and looked at it like she had suggested that he strip to his underwear and stand on his head. He did as he was told though, and watched as the huge plasma screen warmed up and showed her.

"Oh god." He breathed. "How much did you see?"

"It doesn't matter. I heard everything important." She cried. "I love you too Chase. So much it hurts, and it scares me."

I can make it through the rain
I can stand up once again
On my own and I know
That I'm strong enough to mend
And every time I feel afraid
I hold tighter to my faith
And I live one more day
And I make it through the rain

The boy's face lit up and he almost wanted to kiss the screen. Instead, he just stretched out his arm and caressed the face on it. He watched Zoey let out a watery giggle and he smiled. "I love your smile. I can't wait until you get back and I can see it in person." He watched Zoey's feeble smile fade into a fresh wave of sobs.

"What's wrong Zoe? You're going to be back soon. There's nothing to cry about anymore."

"I can't come back Chase. Not for a long time." She choked out. Her eyes closed, releasing a wave of tears.

"That's not fair! You have to come back. I'll do anything. Why don't you want to come back and see me?!" He cried out.

"It's not that I don't want to Chase, it's that my parents are going to let me go back. It'll be years before I can come back." She cried. He just wanted to reach out and wipe her tears away, but he couldn't because she was in stupid England.

"Please." He rasped out, his throat was closing with emotion, he couldn't breath.

"I have to go." She sobbed.

"I'll wait for you Zoey. Just promise you'll come back one day?" he pleaded.

"Nothing could stop me."

Before he could even say goodbye, and that he loved her, she was gone, both on the phone and on the webcam. He slowly flipped his phone closed and turned the blue screened T.V. off. He sat down on the couch and threw his head back, and cried.

And if you keep falling down
Don't you dare give in
You will arise safe and sound
So keep pressing on steadfastly
And you'll find what you need to prevail
Once you say

"Are you sure we can make it Chase?" she asked him over the phone one day a year later.

"You ask me this every month, and you think you'd understand that I couldn't love anyone but you." He whispered over the phone. It was late in California.

"I'm so afraid Chase." She breathed.

"Me too, but I love you. I have to go before Logan and Michael wake up. Make sure you don't fall for any cute British boys" he joked.

He heard her head shift on her pillow and she have a forced giggle. "No California blondes for you." She sighed into the phone.

"I wouldn't dream of it." He whispered back. "I love you so much Zoey."

"I love you too."

He slowly pulled the phone from his ear and looked at the timer that showed how long they had been talking until she hung up and the screen turned black.

He threw his phone into the wall almost a year later. He watched the plastic shatter and he instantly regretted it. Her parents said no to her request to come back again. They said one more year. He sat down on the couch and ran his fingers through his wild curls. He didn't know how much longer he could keep this up. God knows he loves her, more than he thought he could love another person, but how could he really love someone who wasn't there?

She flinched as the call disconnected. She flipped her phone shut and let her head fall into her hands. Her back shook as she sobbed. It was falling apart. She knew it had been too good to be true. She jumped as her phone rang again and she looked at the number. Michael flashed across the screen and she hit the accept button.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry. Don't leave me, I love you so much. Please don't give up please. I'm so sorry. I love you, please." Chase begged from the end of the line.

"I could never give up on you." She whispered. Maybe they would make it.

And when the wind blows
And shadows grow close
Don't be afraid
There's nothing you can't face
And should they tell you
You'll never pull through
Don't hesitate
Stand tall and say
Yeah yeah yeahhhh

"Only 3 more months." He almost shouted through the phone. She laughed at his excitement almost a year later. She could picture his movements so vividly in her mind. He probably jumped on the hardwood floors of the apartment he shared with Logan and Michael.

"Don't I know it baby." She laughed through the phone. He's pushing his hair out of his eyes. She imagined as she closed her eyes. Her mind making the images she didn't really have. "How are they?" she asked. She didn't even need to specify who, he already knew.

"They want to know how we lasted so long just by talking on the phone and on the computer."

"What did you tell them?" she asked, amused.

"I told them the truth." He said simply.

"And what's that?" she pressed.

"That I love you more than life itself and that you don't just let something like that go."

"Tomorrow." He breathed into the phone. He wasn't sure if he'd ever been this excited in his entire life, or scared.

"Tomorrow." She said back. She could tell he was scared. She was too. She gnawed at her bottom lip in an effort to stop from crying. Her stomach was churning, and her head felt heavy on her shoulders.

"I gotta go baby, but I'll talk to you before I go to bed, and I'll see you tomorrow." She could see him smile through the phone.

"I love you." She promised.

"I love you too." He whispered back before hanging up.

Her eyes swept over her apartment. It was virtually empty except for the wall of boxes. Tomorrow.

I can make it through the rain
Can stand up once again
And I'll live one more day, and I
I can make it through the rain
Oh yes, you can
You're gunna make it through the rain.

She held fast to her bag as she scanned the crowds for him. She prayed to god that he hadn't changed his mind. She stood there helplessly, searching for him. IT had been an hour since she had landed. Where was he? Tears flooded her eyes and she sobbed silently. He didn't want her anymore. There was no other reason he wasn't there. She looked up to scan the crowds once again and there he was, his eyes searching frantically for her.

She stood up, forgetting her bag on the bench and ran to his, he noticed her and he stood there, shocked. She ran at him, and she jumped at him. He caught her and twirled her around, her feet bent at the knees. When he put her down, she kissed him deeply, until she felt something sharp stick into her palm. She broke away and pulled up her closed fist. When she opened it, a fresh wave of tears, flooded her eyes. He took the ring and slipped it onto her finger and kissed her again, all while thinking, "We're gunna make it."