Author's Note: Hey everyone! So first things first, thanks SO MUCH for the reviews and the favorites and the alerts. KellyTheLovatic, Clkaudiia, and LoveShipper, you are all awesome for reviewing! Keep it up if you enjoy this story! Oh, and by the way, sorry for the sort of long wait between the first chapter/one shot and this one. My life has taken on a whole new meaning of busy lately. I actually wrote this awhile ago, but didn't post it because I felt like it kinda sucked. (Haha how's that for an opening to a chapter I'm hoping you'll read?) But I felt like "Mine" and "Sparks Fly" were going to be two of the harder songs for me since they were two of the ones I had the least idea how to apply to Sonny and Chad's lives/romance. And of course those were the first two songs on the album. Of course. So even if you kind of think this first couple one-shots could use some work, please continue to come back for more, cause I think they might get better with time. Anyway, enough with excusing my mediocre writing (cause who wants to hear that, right?). Let's get back to Channy. Hope you enjoy this chapter! Please review if you do!
The way you move is like a full on rainstorm,
And I'm a house of cards,
You're the kind of reckless that should send me running,
But I kind of know that I won't get far,
And you stood there in front of me,
Just close enough to touch,
Close enough to hope,
You couldn't see what I was thinking of,
"Come on, we've got to run for it!" Chad looked over at me, grinning. "You ready for this?"
I took a deep breath and glanced out the window of his car. We were parked in front of my apartment building, and he was dropping me off after another spectacular date. The only thing marring the so-far perfect day was the drenching rain that poured from the sky, the drops so close together and fast that I could barely glimpse my own front door. I looked back at him and laughed. "If you are."
He pulled up the hood of his jacket (though I really doubted if it would help at this point) took a deep breath, and yelled, "I'm going in!"
I laughed as he opened the door of his car and leaped out into the storm. He raced around to my side of the car and opened the door for me, then pulled me up from my seat into the surprisingly cold rain. "Oh my gosh!" I squealed as I felt the rain pelt my hair and clothes. "I'm getting so wet!"
"Well, that's usually what happens during rainstorms Sonny." Chad chuckled as I shot him a look, then stuck out my tongue at him. "Come on!" He grabbed my hand and we ran through the rain up to the porch, where a little over-hang shielded us from the drops.
I giggled breathlessly, feeling like a five year old. "That was fun! I haven't been out in the rain like that for a long time."
"Yeah." Chad smiled at me, then leaned forward and tucked a wet strand of my hair that had blown loose back behind my ear. "You look beautiful all wet."
"Oh... thanks." I blushed and looked down, feeling butterflies start to flutter in my stomach. I glanced back up at him and wondered if I should return the compliment. Because he did look good. Really good. His normally styled blonde hair had been wrecked by the rain, and a little bit of it fell into his eyes, making him even more adorable than usual. His shirt, wet through even under his hoodie, clung to his abs and I wondered if he worked out everyday. I was thinking the answer was probably 'yes' judging by the muscles I could see underneath the damp fabric. As my gaze rose to his face again, I noticed his lips were twisted into the amused half-smile I knew so well and his blue eyes glowed.
"Sonny Munroe, are you checking me out?" His amused smirk turned into a full-fledged cocky grin as I felt my cheeks turn red again.
"What? Uh, no. Well, maybe. I mean, no! O-of course I wasn't." I stuttered to a halt, sure my whole face was scarlet now.
He laughed. "Hey, I like it that my girlfriend thinks I'm hot."
I rolled my eyes. "I never said you were hot Chad."
"Oh, yeah? What am I then?" He leaned forward, and I desperately hoped he couldn't see how badly I wanted to kiss him right now.
"You're you. Chad Dylan Cooper. The 'greatest actor of our generation'." I said, purposefully putting air quotes around the last phrase.
He backed away slightly, and I released a breath I didn't even known I was holding. "Oh, Sonny, you're going to have to pay for that one." He reached out and started to tickle me.
"CHAD! Chad! Stop!" I said as my sides shook, and tears of laughter started to stream down my face. "You know I'm super ticklish!"
"Which is exactly what makes this so fun!" He said, grabbing me in a giant bear hug as he continued to tickle me. When I finally couldn't even breathe well enough to yell at him anymore from all the laughing, Chad let me go, grinning wickedly. "That's what you get for doubting my identity as the greatest actor of our generation."
I giggled a little bit, feeling a bit lightheaded after all the tickling and just... Chad... being right there... and smiling at me like I meant everything to him. "Okay, okay, I've learned my lesson and I'll never make the same mistake again. But I've got to go now. I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Yeah, tomorrow." He looked around for a second, almost as if looking for a reason to stay with me a few minutes longer, but then he just smiled and turned to walk back out into the storm. "I had fun today Sonny. I'll text you later."
"Okay, bye." I watched as he stepped off the porch and back out into the rain then put my hand on the doorknob. Suddenly I paused, regret sweeping over me. Something seemed wrong here.
Drop everything now,
Meet me in the pouring rain,
Kiss me on the sidewalk,
Take away the pain,
Cause I see sparks fly,
Whenever you smile,
Get me with those blue eyes baby,
As the lights go down,
Give me something that'll haunt me,
When you're not around,
Cause I see sparks fly,
Whenever you smile,
I suddenly realized what I wanted, what was missing. I wanted Chad to do something. We'd been dating for two months, and so far he hadn't even kissed me on the cheek. And even though I liked that he didn't move too fast, some part of me really wanted him to just sweep me off my feet. Just grab my hand, pull me out into the rain, and kiss me like he meant it. I sighed. Why doesn't he just do that? Is it because he just doesn't like me enough to want to kiss me? I leaned my head against the door, then sighed and reached for the doorknob again, trying to find the patience to just let it go.
"Sonny."
That word, that two syllables, stopped me dead in my tracks. I turned around slowly, barely able to believe that it would actually be him. But it was. He stood there on the edge of the porch, soaked again from his journeys through the rain, breathing hard like he'd been running.
"Chad, I thought you left already." I said slowly, trying not to let myself jump to conclusions. Just because he ran back here didn't mean he was going to kiss me in the rain.
"I did. I got in my car and drove for about two seconds, then stopped and came back." He stepped closer to me, and a frisson of excited adrenaline raced along my spine. There was something in his eyes, a determination, as if he was working himself up to do something he was a little bit scared to do.
"Why'd you come back?" I said, smiling a little in spite of myself.
"Well, because we've been dating for awhile, and there's been something I've been wanting to do basically since the day I met you, and I don't really know how to say this right, but I really, really like you and I was wondering if-if you'd mind if I-I-" he stopped his babbling abruptly and seemed to hit a wall, his face turning bright red. I stared at him, honestly surprised. I had never seen him look so embarrassed or shook up. Well, except maybe on our real first date, the night he threw up on me. I felt my heart warm as another thought occurred to me. Do I really have that affect on him all the time?
I waited for him to continue, but he didn't, just sat there, frozen, and trying to smile through his confusion. As I looked at him, I was reminded of our past relationship, and all that had led up to this point. The fights, the fake dates, the insults, and the secret attraction burning just underneath our apparent dislike for eachother. We could have avoided so much drama if one of us had just jumped and told the other one how we felt. And then I knew, no matter how much I was usually on my guard in relationships, I was ready to take a chance with Chad. Even if it was the last thing on his mind, I was going to kiss him.
I'm on the guard with the rest of the world,
But with you, I know its no good,
And I could wait patiently but,
I really wish you would,
Drop everything now,
Meet me in the pouring rain,
Kiss me on the sidewalk,
Take away the pain,
Cause I see sparks fly,
Whenever you smile...
"What I'm trying to say is... is..." Chad mumbled to a halt again. I laughed and placed a hand on his cheek. His eyes widened.
"Chad, I really, really like you too." Then I leaned forward and gently placed a single kiss on his lips. It was really no big deal, just a tiny peck, but I felt my heart give a leap as our lips met. Short and sweet it was, but it was also really powerful.
We both pulled away and I looked into his eyes, nervous about how my boldness would go over. He stared at me wonderingly, then, finally, he grinned. "Thank you, Sonny. That was... amazing." I nodded, wordless. "Bu-u-ut," Chad said slowly, "this might be better." He leaned forward and our lips met for the second time, but this was different. This time he was kissing me. My fears about him not liking me enough to kiss me vanished into thin air as he cradled my face in his hands and gave me a kiss unlike any other I had ever experienced, in Wisconsin or Hollywood.
As we broke away he smiled at me and picked me up, both of us laughing. He spun me in a huge circle, then he stepped off the porch back into the rain, tugging me with him. As the rain soaked into our hair and clothes he leaned close to me, and I placed my hands on his chest and felt his frantic heartbeat underneath my fingers, causing my own heart to race. "Sonny," he leaned his forehead on mine and stared deep into my eyes, "I've waited so long for this. And it was better than I ever expected." Then he kissed me again as the rain streamed down, but now both of us barely noticed it. I tangled my fingers in the back of his hair and he pulled me closer to him. I lost myself in what I knew was the most perfect kiss I'd ever receive.
I run my fingers through your hair,
And watch the lights go wild,
Just keep on keeping your eyes on me,
Its just wrong enough to make it feel right,
As we broke apart for the third time, I took a deep breath and realized the rain had started to slack off. I looked up at Chad and he laughed, his voice sounding like rocks tumbling together. "I saw fireworks, what about you?"
"Mmmhmm. Definitely." I grinned. "Well, Chad Dylan, was kissing me really all that hard?"
"I-I think you know the answer to that." Chad blushed a bit, and looked away.
"Awww! You're so cute when you're not sure of yourself." I said without thinking.
He laughed. "Then I must be freaking adorable all the time. Because I'm never sure of myself around you."
"Well, you can be sure of this. I'm not going anywhere anytime soon. Not if you keep kissing me like that." I smiled.
"Well, you can be sure I will." He smiled back at me, his eyes appearing to deepen to a darker blue.
"Chad, when you smile... I, well, I get butterflies in my stomach." I said shyly, blushing a little bit at the confession.
He grinned and pulled me even closer to him, so I could rest my head on his shoulder. Then he whispered the words I knew I would never forget as long as I lived. "Sonny Munroe, when you smile, I see sparks fly."
And the sparks fly,
Oh, baby, smile,
And the sparks fly...
AN: Okay, I tried. I know it wasn't that creative, and TOTALLY messed up the "Sonny with a Kiss" episode (the episode we all know and love), but this song talks so much about kissing I didn't really know how to avoid it. And I was ready to write about their cute little dating experiences before they broke up. So yeah. This is what you get. Haha. Hope you didn't hate it! Thanks for reading!
