Okay, people, I'm serious about this. If I don't get more reviews, after this chapter I'm not going to update any more. In six chapters, I've gotten eight reviews total. Eight! For those of you that have reviewed--Sapphyrocks, Amzzz101, MirandaKP, Music-Luvr4296, Chloe Mikhaila Jean, Channyrules, and stars1029--I thank you. But I want twenty before I put up chapter eight.
On another topic: I've recently become obsessed with Glee fanfics. More specifically, Puck & Rachel. I just love Puckleberry. I wish that they would get rid of Finn & Rachel and Jesse & Rachel and just put Puck and Rachel together.
Here's Chapter 7! There is a smidgen of language in here, but the rating is T. I think you all will live, am I right?
CPOV
I couldn't believe that it had all been a dream. It felt so real!
I sat up in my bed, running my hands through my perfect hair. I did love Sonny, that I knew. But was I ready to tell her, and would she respond the way she did in my dream?
I got out of bed and started to walk to my closet before I saw Sonny, sitting in a chair near my bedroom door. I almost jumped out of my skin.
"Sonny! What the hell are you doing here!" I shouted.
I immediately regretted yelling at her when she burst into tears.
"Chad……" Sonny started. I walked over to her, not caring about the fact that I was only in a pair of boxers. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and pulled her to my chest, attempting to comfort her. In spite of the moment, holding Sonny felt really good, and a wave of heat washed over me.
"Chad, my parents broke up last night."
Whatever I was expecting, it wasn't that. Hell, I didn't know Sonny's parents were even still together! I clenched my arms around her as she cried harder. "Sonny, I don't mean to sound like I don't want you here, but I have two questions for you."
"What are they?"
Which one would she be the least offended by? "How did you get in my house?"
"Oh, that." Sonny looked deep in thought for a second before responding. "I might have picked the lock." The sheepish look on her face made me chuckle, and I was glad she had slowed her tears. "What was the other question?"
"Why didn't you go to your cast mates with this? You seem to be good friends, much better friends with them than you are with me." This was what was bothering me the most. I was glad to have her here, glad that she had chosen me over her Random friends, but why? And why had she wanted to be here so badly that she would pick my lock over it?
"Tawni--" The blonde, I said mentally, "--is on vacation in New York City, Nico and Grady are, well, Nico and Grady, and I don't think Zora would understand."
So I was her last choice. Even though Chad Dylan Cooper does not do last choice, at least she was here. "Okay." I held her as her sobs turned into sniffles which turned into whimpers and then content silence. "How long have you been sitting in my room?" I asked fifteen minutes later.
"About three hours."
Silence continued. Sonny and I had maneuvered our way to my bed so we could lay down, which I was thankful for. My feet had started to hurt.
"Chad, while you were sleeping……" Oh, no. I remembered that I talked in my sleep, an annoying habit that my mother and two younger siblings teased me mercilessly about. What had I said, and how much had she heard? I fought to keep my face neutral. She could have been talking about anything.
"Did you know that you talk in your sleep?"
Shit. She knew. The big question now was how much she had heard.
"What did I say?"
Sonny looked embarrassed for a minute or two. "My name. A lot. And then you did this weird sighing thing."
Double shit. Triple shit. SHE KNEW.
"Uh……." I was at a complete loss for words.
"It's okay, Chad." It wasn't very manly to admit, but my stomach jumped when she said my name. "I thought it was adorable."
"Chad Dylan Cooper is not adorable!" I scoffed, smiling.
"Yes he is. And that's a good thing! Girls like adorable." Sonny ducked her head so I couldn't see her face, but I felt her lips curl up into a smile against my chest.
"They do?" Damn. I didn't want to let her see my insecure side, and I didn't want to sound all mushy.
"Yes, Cooper, they do." Sonny wriggled up so she was looking me in the eyes, and I could have sworn that my heart was in my throat. She leaned closer and closer to me until her lips were a centimeter away from mine.
"Sonny…." I breathed, and then closed the distance. Her lips were like fire against mine, and she ran her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer to her. I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her tightly, yet that tightness was not nearly tight enough. I could feel her hair around my face. I inhaled. Her whole being smelled like the oddest yet most pleasurable mix of vanilla, lavender, and peppermint.
Sonny tested my self-control so much. I loved her, and I wanted to be with her so badly, but I was scared. I didn't want to scare her, and I didn't want her to leave. I would die if she left.
My hands roamed to the bottom of her shirt and played with the little bit of exposed skin there. Her breathing hitched and she kissed me with a little bit more edge.
I couldn't take this any longer. One more minute and I would be done for, the way Sonny was kissing me. Thankfully she pulled away from me, lips swollen and her hair a mess, and laid down on my chest again. Her breathing slowed, and I knew she had fallen asleep. Right now, I didn't care.
I was still reeling with shock at that kiss.
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