My Not-So-Prince Charming
Disclaimer: I don't own SWAC or its characters,okay?
Summary: Even though he's not supposed to be my prince, I'll settle for him, because fairytales are useless anyway. Channy one shot.
"Hey, Chad." I said sitting down beside my boyfriend at the lunch table in the Commissary and sighing.
"Hi." He said while not looking up to meet my eyes.
"So guess what funny little thing happened? Today Ni-" I started but he interrupted me.
"Listen, Sonny, I'm sure it's not that funny or little so I really don't care!" He almost shouted.
My lip quivered and my eyes filled with tears. I got u, turning my back to him and started to run away.
"Wait, Sonny! Don't!" Chad called after me raising one hand in the direction.
I stopped then pulled away from that invisible force holding me with him and I ran into a nearby hallway and slid down against the wall onto the floor and held my knees and cried.
Why does everything he says upset me?
Why was he the only one who could do that?
'Because I'm in love with that stupid boy, that's why!' My mind shouted at me and I let my head fall into my knees and I cried more.
"But he's so mean…" I said to myself. No one was around to hear me talking to myself so I thought, why not?
I let the hot tears stream down my cheeks and dry on my face, sticky and disgusting.
Minutes later Chad appeared and I looked away, refusing to let my eyes meet his and let them fall under the spell of his charm.
"Hey, Sonny," He said beside me and I cried more, the tears falling everywhere, and my vision a little blurred.
He put a hand on my arm that was closest to him and used his other hand to lift my chin up so I'd be staring into his irresistible blue eyes. Darn those blue eyes!
"You're not supposed to be my prince, Chad." I said trying to look away put he held my chin tighter.
He looked into my eyes intensely. "Sonny, wouldn't you have learned by this point in your life that there are no uses in fairytales? How many peasants do you know personally that got put under a spell than kissed by a prince and lived "Happily Ever After"? It just doesn't happen in real life." He responded and I processed his answer in my head, looking for any conceitedness but all I could find was true meaning.
"But I do know one thing. You belong with me." He added giving me that cocky smirk that I knew and surprisingly loved.
He leaned forward. If he was about to kiss my lips to make everything better we were over!
He actually kissed the not yet fallen tears from my watery eyes and caressed my tear-dried face.
"I love you." He said quietly, genuinely.
Even though he's not supposed to be my prince, I'll settle for him, because fairytales are useless anyway.
"I love you too."