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Chapter 6

"Sonny," I heard Chad's husky voice, "Sonshine."

I groaned, rolling over in bed, "I don't want to wake up."

I heard him chuckled before I felt weight on my bed, he must have sat down on the bed.

"Do you want to get to New York? You can sleep in the car." He poked my side.

"But this bed is so comfy," I said, clutching my pillow.

I suddenly felt more weight on my bed. Did he get on the bed?

I felt warmth next to my face and I heard his voice directly in my ear, "I can and will make you get out of this bed."

I turned over and opened my eyes, seeing his face not even a foot from mine.

"Oh really?" I challenged him with a smirk, "And how are you going to do that?"

His face got even closer to mine, which I didn't know was possible, "Do you really want to try me, Munroe?"

I breathed out, "Yes, I do Cooper."

He smirked and then I felt him start to tickle me. No! Tickling is my weakness.

"Ahh!" I squealed, "No! Stop! Chad!" I flailed around under the covers.

"Get up, Sonny!" Chad laughed.

I kicked myself out from under the covers, "Okay, okay! I'm up!"

"Good," He stopped tickling me suddenly, "Now get ready."

"What?" I asked gesturing to my pajamas, "I can't wear this?" I asked sarcastically.

"No," Chad said, deadpan, "Definitely not."

My face crinkled in confusion, "Why not?"

"Uhm," Chad said with large eyes, "I just don't think you'd be comfy, that's all."

"I guess you're right." I said, still confused.

"Yes, I always am. I'm Chad Dylan Cooper, am I not? Now go get ready." He grabbed my shoulders and turned me around to face towards the bathroom.

I came out of the bathroom, fully dressed and ready to go.

"I think we can be to New York in two days." Chad said as he zipped up his suitcase.

I grinned, "Great."

"Are you ready to go?" He asked me as he stood up.

"Yeah, are you?"

"Absolutely," He winked at me, "Can you go check out?"

"Sure thing," I took the room keys and opened the door, "I'll meet you downstairs."

"Yeah," I heard Chad say as I walked over to the car. He was pacing around outside of it, "No." He turned and I saw he was on his cell phone.

I opened up my car door and got inside. I sat down and closed the door. Chad opened his door as well and got inside. He sat down and started up the car, still on the phone.

"Yeah Mom, I know." He said, looking at me, "No, I haven't done that yet."

My face crinkled in confusion, but I let it go.

"I will soon, I promise." Chad said, "I know it's a big deal. Look, I have to go, we're getting back on the road. Bye mom, I love you." And with that, he hung up the phone.

"It sounded like that was an important and dramatic phone call." I said to him as the car was put in drive and we started to leave the hotel.

"Emphasis on the dramatic," Chad muttered, "But that's just my mother."

"Well she obviously cares about whatever you were talking about." I answered.

"Yeah, more than you think." Chad stated.

"I'm bored," I whined, "Chad, entertain me."

He laughed, "I'm kind of busy driving."

"Entertainment can be provided regardless of if you're driving or not." I said in a matter-of-fact voice.

"Okay, Sonshine, what do you want to do?" He asked with a chuckle.

"Let's play twenty questions!" I said excitedly, ignoring that Chad rolled his eyes, "I'll go first! Wait for it, okay I have it. Go!"

"Is it a person?" Chad asked.

"Nope."

"Is it an item that you use?"

"Yes."

"Have we used it on our trip?"

"Yes."

"Have we used it more than once on our trip?"

"Yes."

"Is it something you pay to use?"

"Not the item itself, no."

Chad looked puzzled, "Is it in this car?"

"This item is in this car, yes."

"Did we use the same item each time?"

"No."

"So we got a new item each time?"

"Yes."

"Did we use this item in Colorado?"

"Yes." I said, getting worried.

"Did we use this item last night?"

"Yes."

"Is it a hotel room key?"

"Yes," I sighed, "You're really good, Chad! That only took you 11 questions, and I thought I had picked a really ambiguous and tough item!"

"Well you didn't." He stuck his tongue out at me, "My turn."

"Okay, do you have it?"

"Yes I do, go ahead and ask me questions."

"Is it a person?"

"No."

"Is it an item?"

"Yes."

"Is it an item for decoration?"

"No."

"Is it an item that has a functional use?"

"Yes."

"Have you used it on this trip?"

"No."

"Have I used it on this trip?"

He had a small smile on his face, "Yes."

"Have you used it outside of this trip?"

"Yes." He reddened slightly.

"Have I used it outside of this trip?"

"Yes."

"Have you used it outside of this trip more than once?"

"No."

"Have I used it outside of this trip more than once?"

"Yes."

I was puzzled, "It must be a thing for girls," I whispered softly, "But why would you have used it once before?" I sighed.

"Is it edible?"

"No," He scrunched up his face.

I laughed, "Dangit, I'm already at eleven questions! Okay, question twelve," I thought for a moment, "Do I have it in my house?"

"Yes."

"Do I have it in my bedroom?"

"No."

"Living room?"

"No."

"Dining room?"

"No."

"Bathroom?"

"Yes."

"Does it have a scent?"

He smiled, "Yes."

"Is it a good scent?"

"Yes, a very good scent."

"Oh my gosh, question nineteen. Is it kept in a medicine cabinet?"

"Nope."

I made a sad sound, "I don't know. Is it my face wash?"

Chad laughed, "Nope, definitely not."

"Well that was twenty questions. What was it?"

Chad looked at me, "Your strawberry shampoo."

"You've used that?" I questioned with a smirk.

"Yeah, once." He chuckled.

"When?"

"I think it was last year? I was locked out of my house and I was over at your house. James was out of shampoo so I used yours instead when I needed to shower."

"Oh I remember him telling me you took a shower at our house, I didn't know you used my shampoo." I trailed off.

"I smelled like strawberries for what seemed like weeks." He chuckled.

I let out a small laugh, "I'm sorry."

"Don't be." He said, catching my eyes and making eye contact, "I loved the smell of your shampoo."

I smiled. Chad thinks my shampoo smells good.

"Chad?" I spoke up a little while later.

"Yeah Sonny?" He asked.

"Are you glad you met James?" I questioned him.

"Extremely." He said seriously.

"Are you glad you became best friends with him?" I asked.

"It was one of the best things to ever happen to me." He answered genuinely.

"Chad," I went on, "Are you glad you met me?" I asked in a softer voice.

He looked over at me, "Yes."

"Are we friends?" I questioned.

"I'd like to think we are." He answered.

"Is there anything you aren't happy about?" I asked my final question.

"Being a mean asshole to you for so long." He said softly.

I nodded, "Let's sing to music." I turned on the radio and we didn't sing. We just listened. I don't know about Chad, but I had a million thoughts running through my mind.

"You have got to be kidding me." I said in an angry tone, looking out the window.

We had been driving for four hours total today, and the skies had darkened heavily. If I were a guessing person, I'd say we were headed for a large storm.

"Where are we?" I grumbled.

"Just outside St. Louis, Missouri," Chad answered, "Let me see if the radio has anything to say about the weather." He changed the station and turned up the volume.

"And all you folks in St. Louis and the surrounding areas, head inside quickly! We are on the brink of a very bad storm." A weather reporter's voice echoed throughout the car.

"Ugh!" I yelled, "I just want to get to New York!"

"We'll get there," Chad said, "We just have to pass a few road blocks first. Why don't you take a nap? I think you're slightly agitated because you're tired."

"I don't want to take a nap, Chad! I just want to get to New York City and explore Times Square. Not be stuck in a car with only you!" I yelled, and then realized how that sounded.

I looked at Chad and his face visibly hardened, "I didn't realize being stuck with me in a car was such a punishment to you." He said coldly.

"Chad, I didn't mean it like that." I pleaded.

"Maybe next time I see a girl in distress because her dreams are about to be ruined, I won't care or move and inch to help her," He went on, "Or maybe next time some guy decides to drop everything and drive you across the damn country, you'll be a hell of a lot more grateful than you are right now."

I shuddered from the anger in his voice, "Chad, I'm sorry. I was just angry."

"And now you've made me angry. Congratulations, Sonny." He responded, not moving his eyes from the road.

"Chad—" I pleaded.

"Save it." He cut me off, "I'm just going to find us a hotel. And I am even going to ask for two rooms so Princess Sonshine doesn't have to be stuck with the lowly peasant Chad."

Hey guys! So how did you like this chapter? Please don't hate me because I put Chad and Sonny in a fight. I promise, you'll like where I go with it! And to clarify, Sonny was speaking out of anger, as I hope you all could see. She doesn't hate Chad. :) Smiles? Anyway, review so I can post the next chapter! Your reviews seriously do make me update faster! :D Review, review!

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