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Sorry this has taken a couple days. I had a bit of writers block and a birthday party to attend.
*No, I have to admit, I do not own SWAC or any of its characters*
Chapter 7
Oh my CHAD! Oh my CHAD! Oh my CHAD! I just kissed Chad!
I slowly slide back down with my eyes still closed. Wow, that was perfect. Now I know first kisses can generally be awkward and clumsy but not this one. I'm afraid to open my eyes, to let this moment end.
"Sonshine?" Chad says nervously, softly.
"Yes?" I whisper back.
"Sonny, open your eyes." I feel his hand gently cup my cheek. I open my eyes and look up at him. He's smiling down at me. A real Chad smile full of warmth, not the cheeky CDC smile everyone knows so well. My heart softens and I smile shyly back.
Suddenly, we are blinded by a series of flashes.
"What the?" Chad yells. He and I turn towards the source and see a man with a camera hanging by a rope outside the window. "Get out of here!" He walks over the window and closes the curtains. We go to every window and close all of them just in case.
"Talk about an invasion of privacy!" I walk back the couch with Chad and we sit down. He takes my hand and plays with my fingers, which is very distracting.
"What do you want to do Sonny?" He finally asks. "I don't know how much he saw or what he got pictures of, but I know he's going to make the most of it."
"I don't know, Chad." Confusion evident in my voice.
"Well, how about if we just ignore it and keep going the way we have been? The media will make of it what they will regardless of what we say anyway. When the photos come out and we see what we are dealing with, we can figure out what to do then."
I feel hurt and disappointed. Our perfect moment was sullied by this and will probably be exploited by newspapers and magazine for everyone to see. There is no way to fix this. "You're right. There's nothing we can do so lets go to the park like we planned and pretend that nothing happened." I stand up and walk towards the door but Chad stops me by tugging on my hand.
"Sonny, it will be okay. I'm here if you need me."
"I know." I give him a half smile. "Chad Dylan Cooper has spoken therefore it must be so." I joke.
He grins back, the cocky grin of CDC, "Damn straight and don't you forget it." Laughing, we head out the door and go to the park, where we are swamped by screaming fans, cameras and reporters. After twenty minutes of chaos, Chad looks around, grabs my hand and takes off through the people at a run with me trying to keep up. "Come on Munroe." A few of the more determined fans chase after us but we make it to Chad's car and out onto the road before they catch up.
Chad pulls into a parking out by the beach and we sit there catching out breath. We look at each other and start laughing. "So maybe going to the park wasn't the greatest idea." He says after we've calmed down. "Anything else you'd like to do?"
"I have an idea." I smile mischievously at him and he gives me a worried look. "You got into my building wearing a disguise and no one bothered you, right? What if we do that and go to the park?"
"I guess we could do that." He thinks about it and then brightens. "I know just the place to go."
Chad drives to Condor studios and, in wardrobe, we find excellent disguises. Chad is dressed in ripped jeans, a black tee-shirt an oversized blue hoodie. His hair is cover by a blue skull cap. This is another look than is so not Chad. I plated my hair back into a think braid, tying a red bandana around it. With no makeup, loose fitting jeans and a black shirt a couple sizes too big with a logo of a band on it, I really didn't look like me anymore.
Taking the long way, we went out a back entrance and hailed a taxi. At the park, no one paid the slightest attention to us and we had the best time. We walked, hand in hand, talking for hours. We sat on a grassy hill and people watched, trying to guess their stories. Eventually, our stomachs got the better of us and we had to head back to the studio to change back into us. At my building, we waded through reporters once more before getting up to my apartment. The rest of the evening was spent together, eating the left over take out and watching movies. When Chad left, he kissed me sweetly on the cheek. "See you tomorrow. Remember, I'll be here with the limo to pick you up at 8." I nodded and he left.
On the airplane…
"All I did was smile at the guy. What's so wrong with that?"
"Really Sonny? Really?" Chad asks sarcastically. "You were FLIRTING with him."
"I wasn't! Even if I was, what business is it of yours? You don't own me, Chad!"
"None, apparently! Go ahead and flirt with anyone you want! I don't care!"
"Maybe I will!"
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"Good!"
"Goo…"
"Excuse me, but I'm going to have to ask you both to keep it down. You are disturbing the other passengers." the flight attendant interrupts us.
I look at her and blush, embarrassed. "I am so sorry. We'll be quieter." Chad just glares at her until she walks away. I glare back at him. "We are so not good here." I whisper furiously before turning away to stare gloomily out the window. An hour of stony silence later and my eyes droop closed. The constant hum of the plane and the very comfortable first class seat lull me to sleep.
I wake up a couple hours later with my head resting on Chad's shoulder and his resting on the top of my head. Our hands are intertwined. I hurriedly let go and scoot back in my chair. Chad wakes up with my movement and looks groggily around. See me, he pulls me closer and wraps his arm around me. "Hey Sonshine." His gravely, sleep ridden voice send a shock through my system. The only word for it is sexy, Chad Dylan Cooper just waking up is outright, drop dead sexy. I usually don't think things like that. Guys can be handsome, cute or drool-worthy, but I've never thought of anyone as being truly sexy, until now. How does one resist this? I back away, unable to resist the urge to look at him again. Oh yeah, definitely sexy. He looks at me, a little more alert, and his eyes light up at what he sees. I wait for the sarcastic comment about how he is so irresistible but it doesn't come. He keeps looking at me with those burning blue eyes and I can feel a blush scorching my cheeks. We lean into each other, getting so close I can feel his breath on my lips.
"Attention passenger. We will be landing at Chicago's O'Hare airport in a few minutes. Please fasten your seatbelts. We hope you have enjoyed your flight with us and enjoy your stay in Chicago." The person on the intercom continued on about the weather and the city but I wasn't paying attention. The announcement had startled us and we look around guiltily.
"So…" Chad mumbles.
"So…" I repeat.
He clears his throat and I look at him. He's staring down at his hands. "Listen, Sonny. I'm sorry I was such a jerk earlier. It was uncalled for."
I sigh. Why oh why can't I stay made at him? "Apology accepted, Chad."
He smiles at me then grabs my hand. Raising it up to his lips, he kisses the back softly. "Thank you."
