A/N- Hi everyone! I haven't posted a new story or chapter in SOOOOO LONNGGG! But I've had A LOT on my mind. ANYWAYS.. I had this really random idea when listening to Paramore's "Let The Flames Begin" so I hope you like it. Oh, and if you haven't heard that song…WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU! YOUTUBE IT NOW!! (:

Let the Flames Begin,

Chapter 1; Up in flames.

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Sonny With A Chance (*sigh*).. Or Paramore's song Let The Flames Begin. No matter how hard I may wish.

SONNY'S POV-

Black dots invaded my vision, slowly turning my world into a dull black hole.

An evil smile and a sharp pain on the back of my head were the last things I remembered seeing and feeling.

I could barely see anything, and I felt myself falling to the ground. I hit my head on something soft as I fell, which I assumed to be the couch in the centre of the room.

The rest of my senses went into overdrive as my vision went, and I could smell the faint smell of gasoline. And something with a slightly smoky scent…like burning wood. I heard the flickering of fire on wood, as if someone had turned on the fireplace. Which was weird, as it was the middle of summer.

I remember thinking that was weird, but then I must have blacked out.

CHAD'S POV-

Security personnel bustled around the studio, evacuating everyone.

"Mr Cooper, you'll have to come with us." Bob the security guy said, looking down at me.

"But I was on my way to see…someone." I said, trying to cover up the fact that the person I was going to see was none other than Sonny Munroe.

"The rest of the building is on fire, Mr Cooper. I doubt that the person you were going to see is there anymore."He said, grabbing my arm and dragging me out.

I immediately panicked; what if Sonny hadn't gotten out?

"How long ago did the fire start?"

"We're assuming around 10 minutes ago."

"But I got a message from the person I'm going to see about 5 minutes ago. Could they still be in there?"

"It's quite possible. But you'll have to get out, as the building isn't safe."

I nodded, and allowed myself to be dragged down the hall.

"Have you seen Sonny?" Tawni was asking to everyone that would listen.

"I got a text from her about 5 minutes ago, telling me to meet her in your dressing room. Do you think she'd still be there?" I said to her, pausing.

"I hope not. That's the room that's on fire." She said, sounding panicked but managing to keep a calm composure.

I turned to the Security guard.

"She's still in there, I know it." I said.

"You'll have to wait and see. There's nothing we can do." He said, dragging me again.

"No. Y-y-you have so s-save her!" I yelled.

I struggled and broke free of his grasp. He froze, and I used the opportunity to sprint down that hallway.

"SONNY!" I yelled; covering my mouth from the sudden smoke cloud I had run into.

The hall slowly got hotter, until it was sweltering.

I pulled the sleeve of my jacket up to cover my mouth, trying to prevent as much smoke inhalation as possible.

"Son-ny!" I coughed, kicking open to door to her dressing room.

The walls were orange with smoking and flickering flames, and mostly everything was burnt to cinders.

I saw her lying in a heap on the floor, and I ran to her.

"Sonny?" I yelled, rolling her over.

She coughed deeply, slightly choking.

"C'mon, Sonny! Stay awake for me. Please!" I said to her, shaking her slightly.

Her eyelids flickered, and she coughed some more.

The smoke was getting thicker, and I decided to just carry her out.

She was awake enough to move her hands slightly, so I took off my jacket and handed it to her.

"Hold it over your mouth" I instructed.

I put the jacket in her hand, and moved it up to her face. She nodded weakly, and I picked her up bridal-style.

She wrapped her free arm around my neck, and I cradled her head close to my chest. I could feel a giant bump on the back of her head, and I assumed she had hit it when she collapsed.

I carried her out quickly, not stopping when questioned by the security guards. I knew where I was going; the ambulance that was parked out the front.

The paramedics gasped when I brought her out; she was pretty badly burnt and very pale.

They took her and worked quickly, bringing her back to life.

I watched as she woke up slowly, and the tears began falling down her face. Her arm was blistering, and it looked very painful.

They left her to sit down outside, so they could treat everyone else. She had one of those pain whistle-things, but it didn't look like it was helping.

She didn't look like Sonny to me, and in that moment I was devastated. She was so sad, and I don't think I'd ever seen Sonny look so sad.

I felt the need to walk over to her, and tell her it was all going to be okay, and just hold her.

After a while of fighting inside myself, that's what I did.

"Hey, Sonshine." I said softly, approaching her and sitting beside her.

Her eyes glimmered with sadness, and my heart broke.

I wrapped my arms around her, avoiding her burnt arm, and just held her.

She leant into my chest and cried some more, and I stroked her hair.

"Its okay, Sonny. It's all gonna be okay. You're safe now." I said, rocking her slightly.

She looked up at me, and I watched the pain and relief mingle in her eyes.

"Thank you," She whispered; her voice hoarse and breaking.

"It was nothing." I said, kissing the side of her face.

She leant her head against my chest, and I rested my head on top of hers.

And I just held her.

A/N- Oooh…what's gonna happen next?!

Should I continue this, or just leave it?

You'll have to review to find out!

Thanks for reading!