What About Chad?

...Does he get a chance?

Chad Dylan Cooper, favorite heartthrob of the tweens of America, drummed his fingers nervously...impatiently on the arm of the chair in front of the vanity in his dressing room.

It's taken me so long to admit it to myself...how do I know I can admit it to her? I mean, I AM Chad Dylan Cooper, there's no reason anyone would turn ME down. But...Chad sighed inwardly. So far she's seemed to be immune to my charm. My stunning face, my perfect blond hair that glistens like gold in the sun, my shining smile, my ever-sparkling blue eyes...Like a stormy sea...Most girls just melt in my prescence. But not her. Not Sonny Monroe...the only girl I want to stare forever into my eyes. Swim in the depths of the dream that is me. (A/N: Inspired by Roxxxygurl13's 100 Words Can Say a Lot. I couldn't get it out of my mind and couldn't think of anything else for that, so I put it in....but she was much more...graceful. And it was rather lovely... FULL CREDIT FOR THAT GOES TO HER! It's amazing, isn't it? YES! Now go! Read some of her amazing!!)

Chad stood up and started to pace around the room, trying to decide what to do. Should he tell Sonny? Should he tell anyone? Or should he just keep it to himself? He finally stopped pacing and flung himself onto his couch, but still continued to think.

He just knew he had to do something about this whole thing. It was eating him up inside. He had admitted to himself that he wanted to be....something more to her. He wasn't even sure how to define their current relationship. Were they accquaintances? Friends? Or...like she told James Conroy...Nothing. Beyond nothing.

At the very least he wanted to be something. Even though he yearned for it, he didn't care if he got her undying love - to be the one that she could trust, the one she never wanted to be away from, feel more at home than ever just being in his arms. He would love her no matter how much...or how little she thought of him. He could be her rock. The one she shared her day with. Her best friend. Even if that meant he would have to listen to her go on about other guys - one's that had the nerve to ask her out...but not one's that felt for her as much as he did...No one could. As long as he got to see her happy, and be the one to help her through the times when she wasn't - when the smile that seemed permanently plastered to her face faded, contorted in anger, sadness or fear -then he wouldn't care. He would continue to yearn for her day after day, night after night, always wishing that she could reciprocate his feelings of love, but would be content - not happy...living in constant despair, but knowing that if it couldn't be more...that that was all he could be to her then there was no other way he'd want to live.

And even though this is exactly what his heart felt, he had not realized this. He had know idea to what extent he loved Sonny.

But every day he was near her, every time her saw her, every time...he heard her laugh, breathed in her subtle scent, saw the sun shine...so beautifully...so breath-taking off of her soft, flowing hair, as dark as the feeling he got everytime it drifted into his mind that she could never...would never return his love....Everyday he started to get closer...closer to figuring out how much he really did care.

No...I can't say anything...not yet. Soon though? Maybe...I just...need to figure out how she'll take it. It doesn't matter what Portlyn and the rest of the cast of the Falls feel...Just her. No one else...

God damn!! What has she done to me?! I'm Chad Dylan freaking Cooper! I'm supposed to love me! Girls...I'm just supposed to love 'em and leave 'em. Not fall in love with them! But...this? It feels...right. It feels right to...to love her...I should call her...I need to hear her voice...He sighed...But...what do I say?

He though for a few seconds about what excuse he could possibly use. Most people wouldn't care - they'd just be happy to be getting a call from Chad Dylan Cooper. But she'd be confused - think something's up.

He gasped aloud.

"I got it!!"

He remembered their slight arguement from earlier that afternoon, not unlike many arguements they'd had in the past. Just some midless, playful bickering...

He grabbed his phone off of the table in front of him. He lied back and stared at it, momentarily rethinking making the call. Ultimately, he didn't change his mind though. All that thinking....his mind on Sonny for that long....he just needed to hear her...angelic voice.

The phone rang back at him. C'mon...

It rang again. C'mon Sonny. Pick up.

And again. Please...

It started to ring again but - "What do you want Chad?"

He sighed quietly. Why Sonny? Can't you...can't you...Love me?

He took a quick breath, continued their...bickering from earlier in the day. "Fine."

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

"Good!"

He sighed. This time, loud enough for her to hear. "Sonny....I..." He sighed again. "...Gotta go....Bye."

"Bye..." the confusion was obvious in her voice.

Damnit Cooper...what the hell did you go and do that for?