A/N: This is a story of romance I wrote for Valentine's Day (and of course for all you Channy lovers out there!) Rated T because of 'romantic situations' that may not be suitable for younger viewers. ENJOY!

Chapter One

I was strolling down the hall leading to my dressing room when my phone buzzed in my pocket. When I answered it, I heard the sweetest voice say, "Hi, Chad." It was my girlfriend, Sonny. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach and my heart pounded in my chest. This happens to me every time I talk to her.

"Sonshine," I said, anticipating hearing her speak again.

"I was wondering if you could give me a ride back to my apartment, my car won't start," she explained.

"Alright, I just have to get my jacket in my dressing room, I'll be right out."

"Okay, thank you, Chad," she said in such a kind voice, I couldn't help but smile stupidly. I grabbed my jacket from my dressing room and headed out to the parking lot. I found her sitting on the hood of my black BMW, gazing at the setting sun in front of her.

"Hey, m' lady," I greeted her and hopped up onto the hood next to her.

"Isn't it beautiful?" she asked, reaching for my hand. I took it and held it tightly; I never wanted to let go.

"Not as beautiful as you are," I replied. How cheesy am I? She shivered next to me. "You cold?"

"A little," she said softly.

"Here." I took off my brown leather jacket and wrapped it around her.

"You're so sweet," Sonny said, now switching her gaze into mine.

Time to make a move. I leaned in slowly, placing my hand on her right cheek and gently pushing a strand of hair off her face. As our lips touched, I felt the spark between us. The kiss deepened, our arms wrapping around each other. Sonny began to pull away.

"Save some for tomorrow," she said, patting my leg.

"What's tomorrow?"

"Valentine's Day, silly! I can't wait to see what you have special planned for us!" she exclaimed, getting off the hood of my car and getting into the car.

"Oh, right, right. I just forgot for a minute," I fibbed. I had totally forgotten. I have one night to come up with something extremely romantic and memorable and amazing by tomorrow!

I drove her to her apartment. She kissed me promptly on my lips before she left.

"Good night, Chad," she said, waving good-bye.

I waved back at her as I drove away. I started driving to the local Hallmark store. There I bought her a card, flowers, a box of heart-shaped chocolates, and some red ribbon to wrap it. But I knew that wouldn't do it if I was going to make this Valentine's Day extremely romantic and memorable and amazing.

I got my brain thinking as I drove back home. Maybe I could bring her out to her favorite restaurant. No, too busy and filled with paparazzi. Maybe a ride up to Look-Out Mountain. No, did that last Valentine's Day. Ugh, this was so hard. I needed to find a place to take her that wasn't very public and would make her remember this day forever. It needed to be perfect.

I was lying on my bed in my room when I finally thought up the perfect Valentine's Day date. A little north of Hollywood, there was a small town called Verona. Even the name had a romantic feel to it, being named after the place the story of Romeo and Juliet took place. I had been there once before with Grandma Cooper, whose favorite clothing outlet was in the downtown of Verona. We had driven by a beach on the way home: that's where I wanted to take Sonny. The beach was small and private, and there was an ice cream shop and penny candy store nearby. I would bring her there in the late hours of the afternoon. We would pack a nice dinner and eat it together on a blanket on the beach, watching the sun set. Afterwards, we would go out for ice cream.

This date will be one Sonny will never forget.