A/N: Hey peeps! Here's my fourth and final chapter! Hope you like it! (I don't own SWAC.)

SPOV

I woke up the next morning on my couch, my head throbbing and a blanket over my body. I forgot that I had dozed off on the couch the previous evening, after the whole 'date' gone wrong with Shawn. I looked at my watch, and I realized I was going to be late. So, quickly changing and grabbing a granola bar, I grabbed my bag and rushed out the door, my hair a mess and my breath putrid. But, thankfully, I had a pack of breath mints in my bag. I hopped into my truck, and drove off to the studio. When I got there, I realized I only had two minutes to clock in. I hopped out of my truck, and ran as fast as I could to the studio door. I managed to clock in once I got inside. I walked casually to my dressing room and set my stuff down. Once I looked in my mirror, I grabbed a hairbrush and quickly combed through my hair. Then Tawni walked in.

"Hi, Tawni," I greeted.

"Hello," she said ignorantly.

"What's your problem?" I asked. I know I didn't need to ask, but that's the thing with Tawni. Sometimes I needed to ask, sometimes I didn't.

"You're my problem," she shot back, facing me.

"Whoa, what did I do?" I defended.

"Oh, nothing, except that you broke me up with my boyfriend!" she screamed, giving me a death glare. If looks could kill, I'd be dead by now.

"How did I break you and your boyfriend up?" I asked with a confused look on my face.

"Well, apparently, Shawn told Bryan about what happened with you, and, even more bizarre, he told me we were breaking up because I was friends with you," she explained. "Now, thanks to you, I'm single!"

"Look, what happened with me and Shawn was fake. You're the one who set me up with him," I explained. And as if on cue, I heard someone knock on my door. "Who is it?"

"Mr. Sanders from the record company," the voice replied. I opened the door, and the burly man was standing there with a record contract in his hand.

"Tawni, do you mind?" I asked politely. She stormed out of the room, and about thirty seconds after Mr. Sanders arrived, Chad showed up at my door.

"Am I too late?" he asked.

"No, it's okay, Chad, you're fine," I said, gesturing him to come in. He came in and sat on the couch next to me, across from the burly man.

"So, have you made your decision?" Mr. Sanders asked.

"Well, both of us have thought it over considerably, and we've made our decision," Chad explained. We waited a couple of seconds until Chad panicked. "Sonny, do you want to tell him?"

"Well, sir, we've decided that neither of us will take it," I explained. The look on Mr. Sanders face was straight. I don't think I could keep a straight face like that.

"Well, that's, definitely interesting," Mr. Sanders muttered. "But I told my boss that one of you is taking the deal." Before I could utter a word, Chad stepped in.

"Well, you can tell your boss that neither of us will take, or don't want it, for that matter," Chad explained. I stood up next to him to make it look like we don't need it.

"Well, okay then," he finally said. "You don't have to take it. Good day to you." Mr. Sanders walked out the door.

"Well, that was awkward," I said.

"A little bit," Chad muttered. "At least it's out of our minds." Then Chad hugged me. I hugged him back, and then he let go after a matter of seconds.

"Wanna go get a cup of coffee later after work?" I asked him.

"Sure. See you at six," he replied. As he walked out the door, he turned to face me and wink. Then he disappeared behind the door. Before I went to get dressed for rehearsals, I plopped on Tawni's couch, dazed from when he winked at me. This is one of the moments where I love being with him.

Finally, done! This is the end of my story! Please review! :)