Cure for the Common Man

-Epilogue-

November 30, 2014

When Chad Dylan Cooper walked back into my life back in January, I certainly wasn't expecting it. And as quickly as he had walked into my life on that day, I predicted that he'd be out of it just as fast.

Boy, was I wrong.

We had had our spats, our fights, and our tears, but Chad never once walked out.

If anything, it was him staying and me walking out.

But finally, something happened. He taught me how to forgive; and he helped me learn how to love again.

I was in love with him, and it was all, completely and totally worth it.

And heck, teaching him was fun.

"Hey, beautiful," I couldn't help but smile in ecstasy as he walked up to me in his tux, placing a strawberry daiquiri in front of me.

"Hey, Cooper," I saw his smirk, and a mischievous glint enter into his eyes.

"Say my name, Sonny," Chad squatted down in front of me, where we were face to face. "Say it."

"Cha-Cha-Chad," I chuckled, seeing the pleased look on his face. "What do you want?" I raised my eyebrows, and then glanced down at his hand, which was resting on my knee, giving me all of these inconvenient (and embarrassing) goosebumps.

He kind of had that effect on me.

"You to teach me. I want you to teach me." Something tightened within my chest, and then I huffed. What a little bitch of a boyfriend that I have, indeed. He would go there.

"You see, there's this girl-" Chad paused, taking a moment to look me dead in the eyes. The faux-serious expression on his face was killing me.

"Chad," I felt my cheeks flood with heat, and I immediately looked at my drink sitting on the pretty white table cloth. It wasn't even February anymore, and yet I was still blushing. "Why 'this girl'?"

I watched Chad pretend to swallow a gigantic lump in his throat. He could act as nervous as he wanted to, but he was still, indefinitely the smoothest guy that I knew.

He was now rubbing circles across my knee.

The goosebumps were double their size.

"Let's see," Chad drew in a deep breath, pursing his lips together. Yes, my boyfriend was one of (okay, the) best actor in Hollywood, but he couldn't play around with me. I saw right through him. "She's beautiful." Chad breathed out, looking me in the eyes. I felt my blush deepen, and my smile grow. "She's wonderful. She's funny."

"Funny?" I interjected, acting shocked. Chad just rolled his eyes.

"Yeah," Chad smirked, "I mean, don't you know who I'm talking about?"

Before I could interrupt him with a sarcastic comment, Chad continued.

"She's funny, and goodhearted, and cares for others. She's perfect in every way. She's everything to me, and I would die for her. I just want to be right for her. In fact, I'd do anything to be her guy. For forever."

I was so, entirely grateful that I was sitting down. When Chad finished his little spiel, I felt my knees turn to mush.

"Well Chad," I leaned forward to where our faces were only inches apart, "It sounds like you're in love with this girl."

"Yeah Sonny," Chad sighed, bringing his fingers up to my chin to bring my face closer to his, "I am."

When he was centimeters away from kissing me, we were torn apart by the tapping of a champagne glass.

Chad groaned. Hot and romantic, my boyfriend is. Subtle and polite…he is definitely not.

"I just want to say, how amazed I am that Selena and Nick, I mean Selena and David, are finally married." I mentally kicked Taylor Swift on her pretty blonde ass. She would accidentally put Selena's ex's name in her maid-of-honor speech at her supposed 'BFF's' wedding.

Lovely.

And to think that we all learned yesterday that Nick had knocked his cute little wife (Dree), up again…

What would their kid be named this time, Halle Lujah?

…Wait, I like that.

But back to Taylor, and her verbal mess-ups.

"It's just," Taylor began gushing, "SO amazing that she chose me to be her MOH!" (Translation: Maid-of-honor…She's obviously been hanging out with David.)

"I mean, she could've reconciled with Demi, but thankfully, she passed." I closed my eyes, trying to block the rest of her words out.

Why? Why? Why?

Chad finally moved from his squatting position into his chair, and then squeezed my knee.

End it now, Tay-Tay!

"But since Demi's now with that Bieber guy, she's kind of busy." It was then that my jaw permanently unhinged itself from…whatever.

Chad had his thumb in his mouth, I supposed that he was bighting it to fight off the laughter.

Yet again, I closed my eyes, hoping to block everything out. A split second later, I heard the tapping of another champagne glass, opened my eyes, and looked up to see Chad hovering before me.

He was going to give a speech now.

One that I should've helped him with (but, of course, like always, he refused my recommendations).

I closed my eyes, hoping and praying that his would be less painful than Taylor's.

"Hi everyone," Chad cleared his throat, capturing my eyes for a second, and then looking over at the newly married couple. "It's such an honor to be here today, as David's best man. It's such an honor getting to serve him and Selena, and it's so amazing to me that they're finally married." Chad drew in a deep breath, and I gulped. Thankfully, he hadn't mentioned any of David's exes so far, so he was on a role….a sappy speech, but a role. "I've known David for years. I've seen him through his ups and downs, I've seen his quirks. I know that he has an obsession for ice cream, and likes to do the wicked kind of things that guys enjoy. But, for as long as I knew him, David seemed like he was missing something. And then, one bright, sunny day," Chad paused for a second, catching my eyes, letting me know that the pun was totally intended, "he seemed incredibly, blissfully happy. He seemed like his life was finally complete. I, of course, thought that he had finally manned-up and got a hockey table," He paused again, and the guests laughed. I rolled my eyes. Why are wedding speeches always so dumb? "But no, he found Selena. And Selena," I watched Chad's eyes connect with Selena's, "I'm so happy that he did. You are his life. He gets to be with you for forever. And all of us, truly, are so happy for you." Chad rambled on for a little bit more, and I zoned out.

He sounded like he was in love with them being in love. Or maybe, just maybe, he was in love with the fact that we were in love.

When Chad finally sat down, I sighed, and then scanned the room. About two tables away from us, Tawni sat with James, rubbing her tiny baby bump (apparently, when one strikes in Hollywood, the rest follow). I then let my eyes drift to Miley and Justin. They were chatting with Nick and Dree, and laughing.

Next to the newlyweds, Taylor was holding the hand of her husband (Talyor, T-squared…you get the gist), and smiling.

Probably over the fact that her speech would make the gossip columns, whilst my boyfriend's would not.

And then, last but not least, my eyes drifted to a girl in a violet dress. Violet always seemed to be Dantity Lane's color. And, well, I had to admit that she did look quite amazing in it.

But that's not what irked me.

She was sitting on Chris Pine's lap.

I had helped her be able to sit on Chris Pine's lap.

I taught her how to get the guy.

And now, Chris Fine-as-hell was kissing her collarbone.

I must've let out a disgruntled sound, for suddenly, two lips pressed against my own. I grinned into the kiss, and swung my arms around Chad Dylan Cooper.

Anybody could have anybody that they wanted, and sure, I had helped the majority of the people in the room with that. But I finally got what I wanted.

I got what I needed.

The funny thing is, that he was the one who taught me.

With Chad Dylan Cooper, I learned how to love again. And with that, I got his love in return.

In truth, I'd never have it any other way.

A/N: Last AN of the story! Well, second to last one. I'm going to update this with a playlist, and a BIG thank you note to all of you in a little while. But, it's the end! And I really, really hoped that you guys liked it! I'm going to miss seeing all of your reviews…pressing that reply button…making perverted jokes about Nick Jonas.

((cries))

Another story's coming soon, with plenty of my notes. So, don't worry and miss me too much.

KIDDING.

And, all save all of the mushiness for the playlist AN.

On my ADD track; who got the "Who I Am" CD??! I downloaded it, bought it from WalMart, and Target. I'm such the NJATA supporter, are you? My favorite song is, by far, "Conspiracy Theory".

Speaking of NJATA, this reminds me of something that I have in my mind. Say hello to your first CFTCM-based one-shot summary!

"Olive & the Arrow"

Sonny and I have been together a year. "Been" being the operative word. During all of the months that we've shared hugs and kisses, we haven't gone out on a date. So, believe me when I say that, on our anniversary, I was determined.

My plan was to surprise Sonny, and take her out on an actual date to a big, fancy restaurant.

Little did I know, the paps were waiting around the corner, and that was just the start of our horrible night.

I love you all!

-Aly