Author's Note: Sorry I haven't uploaded in a while. I couldn't really find a song to fit them. Well I could, but they all seem overused. Here's chapter 4. =] I don't own Untouchable by Taylor Swift. Okay and if you want to check out this song, you have to check out the acoustic version, sounds better and there are slightly different lyrics. (And it's acoustic, which makes it good for this story *wink* ) P.S I was reminded by ZoeZora that Sonny came in with a guitar, so can she play or not? Find out! The lyrics in their weird form don't mean anything. I was bored. =]
Untouchable
Sonny's Point of View
It had been about just five days since me and Chad broke off our friendship. And apparently, we seemed to have broken off the enemy stage as well. Now me and Chad are simply two people that work in the same studios, and are on shows that shouldn't talk to each other.
And I wrote 8 songs in the past five days, because I like him and he gave up on being friends with me. That was enough to know that he would give up on anything else.
I looked around and saw Nico and Grady playing there video games, Tawni filing her nails, and Zora was in her mummy case.
I looked at the song that I had just written in my notebook. I was sick of this secret that I could sing. So I got up, and their eyes turned to me for a split second, but they quickly focused their attention back to what they were doing.
I walked over to the back corner of the prop house, where my guitar was hidden. Yes, I could play guitar. Why did I lie? Because I hadn't played this guitar for three years and I only brought it with me so that I would remember my father. He always played this guitar.
I took a look at the case, which was covered with stickers and such that we're collected from the tours he was on. I smiled at the sight and slowly opened up the case. I held in my breath as I saw the familiar chestnut guitar before me. I pulled it out slowly and played a few chords, before standing up to turn around, only to reveal the whole casts' eyes on me.
"What?" I asked them.
"You didn't tell us you could play guitar!!" Zora exclaimed bursting out of the case.
"Well, I haven't… for three years. But I guess, I remember some stuff…" I told them like it was no big deal.
Tawni smiled at me, "Play something!"
I frowned, "No, no, not going to happen. I don't have any equipment or anything."
Tawni nodded at Nico and Grady quickly. I looked at them in confusion.
Next thing I know, two strong arms are dragging me out the prop house.
"Whoa!! What are you doing Nico?! Put me down Grady!" I shouted at them
"Not until we here a song!" Tawni sing-songed, walking behind us all, along with Zora.
They put me down and I brushed off my arms, and saw that we were on an empty So Random stage. I turned around and looked at them expectantly.
"What, what do you want me to do?"
"Sonny… just sing. We know we seem crazy for being this excited. But no one in this whole studios is musically talented," Hah, I can think of one person. "And we just really want to see someone sing. If you want to keep it secret, you can trust us." Grady said.
I smiled at them. I felt like suddenly I could trust them. I didn't want to tell the media, but that doesn't mean I can't tell my friends.
"Okay fine… Did someone bring my guitar?" I asked.
They looked at each other and groaned.
"Zora! You could've gotten the guitar!" Tawni shouted.
"Why couldn't you?!" Zora said, and she had a loud voice for an 11 year old.
"I was filing my nails, duh!" Hah, to Tawni, filing her nails means she can't touch anything.
I groaned at their arguing. "Guys, look I'll just get it."
"How do we know you're not bailing?" Nico asked suspiciously.
"Because, now that I know why you guys dragged me out here, I would love to play a song for you all!" I smiled at them.
They shrugged and I turned around, heading back to the prop house.
I saw the chestnut guitar laying on top of the case. I gently picked it up and placed it back in its case, sighing in relief.
I turned around to see two very shocked and hurt blue eyes staring at me.
"You lied to me. You told me you couldn't play guitar!" He said staring at the case in my hands.
"I can't, Chad, I –"
"What was I? Some sort of game to you? I came here to apologize, but maybe I guess I'm not the one that needs to apologize," He turned around and began walking out of the door. He stopped midstride and turned back around, calmer this time.
I started before he could, "Chad… you weren't some game. You never could be, I haven't played my guitar in three years because my father died of cancer and told me he wanted me to have it, but I couldn't play it because I couldn't stand to look at it because every thought led to him and the fact that he…he…" I broke down sobbing as I let the case hit the ground. I must've looked like a fool, standing in the middle of the room, just uncontrollably crying. I honestly expected Chad to walk away, he never could handle tears.
But I felt two warms arms pull me into a hug. I stopped crying a few seconds later, shocked at the gesture. I pulled away, still in shock.
"You…you looked like you needed a hug," he said softly shrugging.
I shook my head and wiped away my tears with the back of my handing, slightly smiling. "Thanks."
He shrugged again, "No problem."
"No, no, I know it was a problem. 'CDC' doesn't do tears, remember?" I smirked.
He smiled, "Yours, he can handle."
I looked at him. "Well, I gotta go. I actually broke it to my cast that I could sing… so they're begging me to play a song."
"Okay, that's good. As long as the media doesn't know, right?" I nodded back at him. "I'll see you 'round Sonny." He waved and headed out the door. I quickly picked up my guitar and walked to the stage.
"Where were you? You took forever!" Tawni said.
"Sorry! I was… uhh… I couldn't find my guitar, so I had to look around," I told them smoothly.
"Whatever, get singing girl!" she said.
I played a few chords for about ten minutes putting the song together. When I was done, I smiled at them, "Ready?"
They nodded enthusiastically.
I picked up my notebook, and looked at the song within, knowing its melody perfectly. I memorized the lines and began to strum the chestnut guitar, I missed and loved.
Untouchable like a distant diamond sky
I'm reaching out and I just can't tell you why
Caught up in you , I'm caught up in you
Untouchable, burning brighter than the sun
And when you're close, I feel like coming undone
In the middle of the night, when I'm in this dream
It's like a million little stars spelling out your name
You gotta come on, come on, say that we'll be together
Come on, come on, little taste of heaven
It's half full and I won't wait here all day
I know you're saying that you'd be here anyway
But you're untouchable, burning brighter than the sun
Now that you're close, I feel like coming undone
In the middle of the night, when I'm in this dream
It's like a million little stars spelling out your name
You gotta, come on, come on say that we'll be together
Come on, come on
In the middle of the night, we could form this dream
I wanna feel you by my sides, standing next to me
You gotta, come on, come on, say that we'll be together
Come on, come on, little taste of heaven
I'm caught up in you
Untouchable, burning brighter than the sun
And when you're close I feel like coming undone
In the middle of the night, when I'm in this dream
It's like a million little stars spelling out your name
You gotta come on, come on say that we'll be together
Come on, come on
In the middle of the night, when I'm in this dream
It's like a million little stars spelling out your name
You gotta, come on, come on, say that we'll be together
Come on, come on, little taste of heaven
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What sucks most is what Sonny doesn't know.
She doesn't know that after I left out of her prop house, I stayed behind so I could follow her. She doesn't know that I heard the song. She doesn't know that I knew it was about me. She doesn't know that I loved the song to death.
She doesn't know that I feel like coming undone when she's near me too. She doesn't know that I want to say we'll be together; I'm just too much of a wimp to. She doesn't know that I'm caught up in her, because she takes up my mind twenty-four seven. She doesn't know that I was so lovesick that I wrote 9 songs in five days. She doesn't know they're all about her. She doesn't know that I was insanely hurt that she could keep a secret, like her dad, from me. She doesn't know that I would've died happy after that hug. She doesn't know I jumped with joy when I left the room. She doesn't know that like the song, she's untouchable, burning brighter than the sun, (I mean her name is Sonny, isn't it?) She doesn't know that… I love her.
Yea, five days without her made me realize some things.
Author's Note: Next chapter will be in Chad's point of view going through the five days, and songs will be included! =]