L A S T P E R S O N O N E A R T H :: C H A P T E R 7
Synopsis: "I wouldn't kiss you if you were the last person on Earth!" Sonny and Chad are given a rude awakening: their homes are gone, their families are gone, and so are their jobs. They're the last people on Earth. Channy multichapter. R&R!
Rating: T for safety and/or future chapters.
Disclaimer: I don't own SWAC, only this story's plotline.
(AN): This story takes place after Chad guest-stars on So Random!. Disregard any future episodes on the show.
I had a lot of trouble with this chapter. I had so many specifications for making her cry to the point where none of them worked. Thanks to all of you that put effort into thinking up ideas, it's really appreciated. So I finally thought of one that 1, kept Sonny in the dressing room, 2, didn't have to do with Chad, and 3, wasn't about anything from her life back at Earth. Hope you like it!
previously on L A S T P E R S O N O N E A R T H :
"Dammit, you're such a tease, Cooper." She demanded.
Chad's brow creased, "How am I the tease?"
"Well you admit how much you like me and then do nothing about it." Sonny whined, a slight frown gracing her forehead.
"Sonny, you know how I said we're here because you refused to kiss me? I think if you finally do, we'll go back to our dimension. It's not going to be the same back in Hollywood, with everyone trying to get to us. The paparazzi, our casts, hell, even Condor's been getting on my ass about you. Everyone's for our relationship, Sonny, but I have a feeling that won't be a good thing if we finally do get together. I don't want people hounding me just to get me to spill about you." Chad told her.
Sonny looked down sadly. "I think you're right, Chad. It's complicated."
"Yeah," Chad mumbled.
"But I don't remember ever mentioning a relationship. I was talking about affection." She giggled.
Chad blushed deep red. Sonny ran her fingers across his cheek lovingly.
"There's that blush I love."
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"This town is colder now; I think it's sick of us.
It's time to make our move; I'm shakin' off the rust.
I've got my heart set on anywhere but here.
I'm staring down myself, counting up the years.
Steady hands, just take the wheel,
and every glance is killing me.
Time to make one last appeal for the life I lead."
- One Republic, Stop and Stare
Sonny knocked her head against the top of her laptop impatiently, letting out a groan of boredom. This was the average day for the two of them, not counting yesterday, which was the first day they had ventured out of the studio in days. The were both beginning to go crazy, having nothing to do.
Chad's movements were almost the same. He was banging his head against the doorframe of her dressing room, playing with an application on his phone. He had downloaded nearly every single one and finished all of the levels. He would eventually run out of games at this rate.
Sonny let out another groan, "What should we do now, Chad?"
He walked over to her and sat beside her on the couch. "Wanna play video games?" He asked, nodding his head to Zora's Wii console in the corner. It didn't fit in her vent house, hence it's placement in Sonny's dressing room.
Sonny scoffed. "I'm a girl, Chad," Sonny stated as though it was obvious. She rolled her eyes at his stupidity.
"And I'm the sexist one?" Chad joked, receiving a playful slap from Sonny.
She laughed, "I'm not sexist, I'm just not into video games. COD isn't my thing, sorry. How about I give you a makeover?" She picked up her make-up bag hopefully, laughing as she tapped his nose with a blush brush.
Chad looked at her as if she had four heads. "Um, no. I'm a guy, Sonny."
"And I'm the sexist one?" Sonny mocked, doing her 'Chad' impression in the deepest voice she could muster. Chad laughed.
"Sonshine, I'm a dude. And I'm not some gothic male singer either, so I don't wear make-up. How about we think of something mutual and decide from there." He offered. Sonny nodded acceptingly, racking her head for any ideas.
"Let's write it down and then read them at the same time," Sonny suggested, handing Chad a pad of paper and a pencil.
They sat there for a few minutes, jotting down ideas on separate pieces of paper. Sonny looked over at Chad and nearly laughed. He seemed so in to it, his brown creased as he wrote things down really quick. He met her gaze and held it for a second, and then they looked back at their papers in unison, blushing furiously.
Chad finished first and nudged Sonny. She stopped writing seconds later, bringing the paper closer as she carefully read over it. Chad did the same.
"Okay, um, I'll just read you mine now, I guess." Chad murmured, unsure of what she was thinking. He hated not hearing her thoughts. Damn that Edward Cullen.
"We could write a book, play trash-the-studio, play hide-and-go-seek at the White House, or maybe raid Walmart and stock up on tons of crap." He read, stopping suddenly. Sonny sighed, he had only come up with four ideas and three of them were illegal. The other one was writing a book. She had no idea he would suggest that being that he's never even read one.
"Chad! We're not stealing from Wal-Mart! That's illegal, along with two of your other ideas. Anyways, we wouldn't want some cop to come out of nowhere and arrest you like you're convinced they will." She smirked,
"I, uh, said that out loud?" He asked nervously, scratching the back of his neck as he always did when he was nervous.
"Maybe, maybe not. Any other ideas, Einstein?" She joked, taking his paper and scanning it with her eyes and comparing it to hers. Those ideas he listed aloud were the only ones written down.
"Well I do have one more idea… but I didn't write it down." Chad stammered nervously. Sonny raised her eyebrows, urging him to elaborate on his statement.
"How about a movie? I mean, we've watched the entire Mack Falls box set and the season of your show that you're on. There's nothing left and I refuse to rerun reruns!" He begged, putting on a puppy dog face. He never thought anyone other than him could happily watch their show over and over and over.
"Um, I like, uh, happy movies?" She stated, unsure of her answer. She didn't want to sign up for something she was unwilling to do.
"I saw Prom Fright on Tawni's side of the dressing room the other day. Wanna watch it?" He offered, holding up the DVD to show her. The case showed part of a person's face, their mouth in particular, and they were screaming. A diamond tiara was strewn across their forehead and eyes, making them unidentifiable.
Sonny winced at the cover, "I'll pass."
"I heard only cool people watch scary movies…" Chad added, nonchalantly placing the DVD on the couch.
"What are you implying, Cooper?" She demanded, her hands on her hips. A flicker of fear passed through Chad's eyes but was soon masked with his consistent smirk.
"Whatever you think I'm implying, Monroe." Chad retorted, laughing to himself.
"I think you're implying that I'm not cool unless I watch your dumb movie Prom Kite." Sonny whined. She didn't want to be scared out of her socks but she wanted his stamp of approval even more.
"Prom Fright," he corrected her. "And then yes, that's what I'm implying. Can you handle the movie?"
"Bring it!" She yelled, plopping down on the couch in anticipation for the scary movie.
Chad walked over to the DVD player, popping in the disc and pressing a few buttons. Within seconds the opening sequence played, and Chad pressed 'play'.
He joined Sonny on the couch. "Feel free to hold my hand or lay on my shoulder if this movie becomes to much for you."
"Psh, please Cooper. I've watched plenty of scary movies in my time." She boasted, sitting back cockily.
Two Hours Later…
Sonny screamed out in terror again, burying her head in Chad's chest as usual. The murderer was in the closet. The heroine of the movie hears footsteps in the hall and began to back into the closet. No, don't go in the closet. Don't do it… SHE WENT IN THE CLOSET! Sonny let out another screech, covering her eyes with the hand that wasn't intertwined with Chad's in a death grip.
Chad was the perfect movie companion. He didn't wince or complain if she screamed out of terror. He didn't bit his nails to the point where nail shavings covered her skirt. He didn't put a move on her during the movie. Heck, she even knew when the bad parts were coming because Chad would take her hand in his, yet she would scream anyway. Chad took this opportunity to hold her to his chest, cradling her in his arms comfortingly. He offered to turn off the movie several times but she declined, claiming this movie was too intense to turn away from, although she spent the majority of the movie hiding her face in Chad's shoulder.
By the end of the movie Sonny was literally in his lap, shaking violently. Chad didn't know what to do – Sonny was on top of him, stopping him from turn it off manually, and the remote control was across the couch. There was nothing else to do but console the brunette.
"Oh shit, are you crying?" Chad asked, his voice stuttering. She turned to him with an annoyed face.
Sonny scoffed. "No, this is orange juice pouring out of my eyes," she exclaimed sarcastically, wiping unshed tears from her eyes.
"Sonny, what's the matter? It was just a movie." He said, hoping to convince her.
"It's REAL!" Sonny wailed, flailing her arms for the nearest object, which was a pillow, and holding it securely to her chest.
"No it isn't," Chad insisted. "Back when my mom and I would watch movies, she would freak too. My dad would tell her to close her eyes because nothing could bother her in that state if she didn't think about it. It's a theatrical production, Sonny, it's not a reality show. This isn't anything that could happen to anyone, certainly not to you."
"But it could be real!" She fought back.
"God, Sonny, it was just a movie! It's not real!" He soothed her, trying to ease her crying.
She rolled over to the crack in the couch, turning away from the opening sequence. Chad took this opportunity to turn on the lights and shut off the movie.
"But it could be!" Her voice yelled, muffled by the couch. The pillow was still clutched tightly to her chest, looking as if it was going to rip in half if she clutched onto it any firmer.
"But it's not." Chad said, looking down at her with guilt from above. He never would have shown her the movie if he knew she'd be scared to death. The only reason he even played it was in hope to get her to claw on to him, which she had, but in the end all he felt was guilt. Just looking down at her made his mind fill with sadness – the sight of her upset because of his actions. He'd have to be really careful around her if they ever dated. He couldn't stand to see her cry like this.
Hey guys! Thanks for all the reviews. They're really appreciated. Anyways… You have NO IDEA how excited I am for the next chapter. I've gone over the plot several times in my head trying to work all the craziness out. I considered adding another chapter, but I feel really guilty about continuously postponing the kiss. The next chappy is a little shorter than usual, but it has a lot crammed in there and I didn't want to add anymore to make it too overwhelming.
The inspiration of this literature piece (haha) is from a party I went to on Wednesday. We watched Prom Night and I'm scarred for live. Don't watch it… But if you have, let me say one thing: I have the mirror. Y'know, the one that opens up in her bathroom that she sees the creeper in. So I'm basically too terrified to open it.
If you picked up on the line morph from the gum episode, I love you. Haha.
CHAWNI = JANK. Just putting that out there (:
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