Disclaimer: Well, as you all know, Days doesn't belong to me. You'd know if it does 'cause: 1. Belle and Shawn would still be together,  

                 2. Chloe and Brady would've already dated, got married, and have kids running around the house =P, and 3. Jensen Ackles

                 would've never left =) Anyway, the song in here ain't mine either; it's Mandy Moore's. It's called "Only Hope" and it's

                 from the "A Walk to Remember" soundtrack.

A/N: This is my very first Days fanfic, so even if you're gonna flame me, please be gentle! I'm writing this in an effort to put off on

        studying for finals (hehe) so my grammar is probably pretty bad 'cause I'm sleep deprived and totally stressed out. Sorry if   

        anything's too confusing for you to understand. Oh, and by the way, I'm pretty sure I have some of the details of the scenes

        between Brady and Chloe from the show screwed up, so if you notice any of these, kindly let me know so I could fix them.

        Thanks!

*Words in italics denotes thoughts

**Words in bold italics denotes song lyrics

IF YOU WANNA LISTEN TO THE SONG USED IN THIS FIC, GO TO http://www.angelfire.com/darkside/music19/mandy_moore___only_hope.mp3

The link belongs to Tonya's website called "Fated" (http://www.angelfire.com/darkside/dark_angel_gurl/)

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  Chloe leaned her elbows on the window sill, resting her forehead on the cool glass. She wished that she could sort out her feelings for Phillip. No, she thought. I already know how I feel about Phillip. It didn't take Chloe long to figure out that she didn't really love Phillip; she was only in love with the idea that there was someone out there who loved her. Being bounced around from foster home to foster home at such at early age made her feel so unloved and when Phillip told her that he loves her, she thought she loves him too. What I need to figure out is my feelings for Brady, she thought. Chloe had been so confused that she had turned to Craig for advice. "Do you feel like a part of you is missing when he's not with you? Does your heart beat just a little faster every time you see him? Do you feel that you could do anything, be anything when he's with you? Does the mere thought of him make you feel better when you've had a really bad day? Let me tell you, if you ask me those questions with Nancy in mind, the answers would all be yes," Craig had told her.

              Chloe turned around to turn off the radio. She could hear the beginning bars to one of those "teen-bopper" love songs that Belle listened to all the time. What do they know about love? she thought. But then as the lyrics began to flow out, Chloe paused and really listened. 

There's a song that's inside of my soul

It's the one that I've tried

To write over and over again

I'm awake in the infinite cold,

But you sing to me over and over and over again.

  Thinking back to those questions, Chloe tried to answer them with Brady in mind. Yeah, I do feel sad every time he has to leave. And every time I see him, I get nervous. And God, every time he's around when I sing, I feel like I'm really singing with my heart… Chloe trailed off in her thoughts. And that time that I thought he was going out with Nicole, I was… I was… "Mad?" she mumbled to herself. No, she thought, I was…I was… "Jealous?" she mumbled. Was I really jealous? she asked herself. Well, I felt kinda betrayed by Brady. "But why would I feel betrayed?" she asked herself. It's not like I'm his girl… "Oh my God!" Chloe gasped. "I am in love with Brady!"

So I lay my head back down,

And I lift my hands and pray to be only yours

I pray to be only yours.

I know now you're my only hope.

              And last summer when he helped me prepare for my audition for Julliard, Chloe thought, he was always there, telling me what I'm doing wrong so that I could be better prepared for my audition. "Phillip doesn't even care about my singing," Chloe said to herself softly. "Argh! Why am I thinking about Phillip?!" Chloe cried out in frustration. "I already know that I'm not in love with Phillip; I'm in love with Brady. I only hope that he feels the same way too," she said quietly.

Sing to me the song of the stars.

Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again.

When it feels like my dreams are so far,

Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again.

              Chloe remembered the night when they had sang that silly song from "The Sound of Music." But the song wasn't silly, not to Chloe. She had taken the lyrics of the song to her heart. She truly believed that Brady could take care of her. "God! Just look at the number of times I went running to him crying," she said to herself. He could always analyse the situation for her and help her understand.

So I lay my head back down,

And I lift my hands and pray to be only yours

I pray to be only yours.

I know now you're my only hope.

              Chloe opened the window and allowed the cool night breeze flow into her room. She resumed her earlier position of leaning on the window sill with her elbows and gazed up at the stars in the night sky. I've always been too scared to say "I love you" to someone else, she thought. What if Brady doesn't say it back? What if he just laughs in my face? She paused, not sure what she should do. Should I tell him or should I just forget about it? she asked herself. If you don't tell him, then you would never know, a voice in her head countered. "Like I don't realize that," she muttered to herself. 

I give you my destiny.

I'm giving you all of me.

I want your symphony.

Singing in all that I am.

At the top of my lungs,

I'm giving it back.

              Brady is the only one who understands my dream, shares my passion for opera, Chloe thought. Sure, Nancy and Craig support her dream of going to Julliard, but did they really understand what Julliard means to her? Going to Julliard had been her dream for as long as she could remember, and her passion for opera? No one in Salem that was within her age group (other than Brady) share the same love for it that she does. He helped me open up so that when I sing, I'm giving all of my emotions to the audience, which is what a world-renowned opera singer needs to do, she thought. She could remember when she had first met Brady that he had complemented her on her singing but pointed out that she had no "soul" when she sang. A wistful smile appeared on her lips as she recalled that conversation.   

So I lay my head back down,

And I lift my hands and pray to be only yours

I pray to be only yours.

I pray to be only yours.

I know now you're my only hope

              "I have to tell Brady how I feel about him," Chloe said to herself quietly. And if he doesn't return those feelings… well, she would be leaving for Julliard in September anyway so she could put some distance between him and herself if he rejects her. I'll tell him when I go help set up the surprise birthday party for Belle, she promised herself. Closing the window, she slipped back into her bed, turned the light by her bedside out, and drifted off to sleep.