AN: This was so totally delayed and I apologize for it. I kinda forgot about it while writing out Everything is Temporary xD SORRRRRY! So there's no more flashbacks (after this chapter), but there isn't a lot of dialogue still. Ahhh, here we go 8-) Darn you, writer's block. I knew we would meet sometime.
Oh, and remember when I said this is on hiatus? Well, I lied, I guess. Right after I updated my profile, I went out with my friends and I saw these two people breaking up at the mall; it had me thinking I guess. The girl walks away and the guy let her do so. Sad :(
The disclaimer is the same as always, I don't own either Sonny With a Chance or Disney. The title is borrowed from 'Pictures of You', by The Last Goodnight. Looove them. Gosh, make me sad, won't you?
this is the clock upon the wall
this is the story of us all
three – inevitable countdown
February 2009
Sonny loved February, mostly because of the fourteenth day of that month. Valentine's. Even though it was supposed to be an excuse of a holiday to sell lovely cards, she loved the idea of it. I mean, spending that day of the year with somebody who means everything to you had always intrigued her. She loved Jason, don't get her wrong. But he was never one to celebrate holidays, especially made up ones like Valentines Day. Her last Valentine's was spent watching sappy love stories with her puppy cramming popcorn into her mouth.
She walked through the doors of Condor Studios grinning from ear to ear, not really knowing why she was so happy anyways (she was alone, why is she happy?). If she had been a little less distracted, she would have seen a confused Chad Dylan Cooper walking towards her.
But, she was distracted by the caller ID on her cellphone, a blue-eyed blonde not named Chad Dylan Cooper.
"What is it today? Why are you so happy?" he asked, his eyes wandering.
"Why, do you not enjoy a good holiday?" she snapped, still peering at her cellphone.
"Pffft, you believe that? Valentines Day is just a day they picked out of the blue to sell their precious Hallmark cards" he answered.
She stayed silent for a moment, looking at the face on her cellphone and then at the MacKenzie Falls actor.
"Holy crap, blue" she whispered.
Chad looks at her confusingly and walks back to his cast. She walks back to the dressing room she shared with Tawni Hart and walked directly to the pictures that she had stuck on her bullitin board. The most common ones were her and her family, but she quickly found the one she was looking for.
( she had always had a fascination for blue eyes. )
She ran back to the cafeteria in search of the actor who annoyed her, yet intrigued her the most. She was looking for the answer, the question being why he had looked so familiar to her despite not knowing him for more than a month.
"CHAD!" she yelled, still looking for him. She had known that she had met him, somewhere, sometime, before.
In barely a second, her eyes had locked with his blue ones and in her world, the clock had already stopped moving. She held up the picture weakly in front of his face and she can see the recognition and shock on it. It was a picture of a five year old Allison Monroe and a six year old Chad Dylan Cooper, sitting together in the infamous Monroe treehouse (that they had painted light blue and yellow, just for the sake of his eyes and her nickname).
He stares at the photograph for what seems like hours before he finally utters, "Sonshine?".
She disappeared from his life when she was six years old. He had remembered her distantly until they met again. It just happened to be on the day that he used to hate.
( there was always a fine line between love and hate, anyways. )
Looking at you makes it harder
But I know that you'll find another
That doesn't always make you wanna cry
Started with a perfect kiss
Then we could feel the poison set in
Perfect couldn't keep this love alive
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It would have been quite a story if everything went perfect after that memorable day. But it'd didn't. They fought constantly and challenged each other everyday. But there was a point in her life where she lived for that. She lived for the adrenaline rush that it gave her and the way that she was the only person who could get Chad Dylan Cooper as riled up as she did. But at some point in time, it became too much to handle for her. In some point in time, they stopped arguing. They become the normal couple, and she hated that fact that as different as they were, they always ended up the same as every other couple.
( they were becoming truly serious ; and that terrified her. )
Yet no story ever really goes as planned. Some characters take it, and make it their own. They create a whole new story that neglects every other character in it. They make it what they wanted, not what was supposed to happen. This particular story would have ended with Chad and Sonny, happily together somewhere with two kids, somehow named after Chad, and a dog.
But she changed it, thinking only of herself and not of anybody else the day that she walked away.
Sometimes, she sees a mirage of his blue eyes. It reminds her of the future that they could have had, the one that she regretfully walked away from. She starts to hyperventilate, and soon enough she can feel the beat of her heart beating with the melody playing out of the stereo that had mysteriously turned on.
I want you to know
That it doesn't matter
Where we take this road
Someone's gotta go
And I want you to know
You couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on
So I'm already gone
She heard her doorbell ring and she hastily went to answer it.
As confused she was about the past and her future, she couldn't help but smile when she saw Nico Harris (signature hat and all) standing at her door, somehow still able to smile at the brunette no matter how much they've been through.
Before she could control her voice, a squeal comes out anyways, "NICOOOO!" as she suffocates him in a hug. He can't help but grin at his best friend, despite all the pain she had put them through.
"Hey Sonny" he says, grinning cheekily.
After their pleasant welcomings at chats, he takes out a lettered envelope decorated beautifully in stripes and bright colours.
She looks at the delicate envelope curiously before he explains, "Allison Monroe, I'm getting married, and I ask, no – demand you to be there".
All of a sudden, there is an eclipse of the Sonny that she used to be: suddenly she is radiating and glowing, grinning from ear to ear and demanding details.
It's not much, but it's a start.
[ Somewhere, deep inside her mind, the countdown begins for the inevitable day where her empty brown eyes will once again be shattered by his blue ones. ]
Remember all the things we wanted
Now all our memories, they're haunted
We were always meant to say goodbye
Author's Note : lyrics belong to the queen of American Idol, Kelly Clarkson. Reviews are loved, they shall be responded to :)
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