Hey guys!

Some of you guys probably noticed that the last Chadpter was changed! Well, I decided that it was a little boring from Sonny's perspective, so I restarted with Chad's perspective and just kept going until I figured I got to a good place to stop.

Anyways, I'm happy that people actually had the energy to read all of that… I hope it wasn't too long! It seems I love reading other people's FanFics that are 50,000+ words but when I reread my stuff that's over 2,000 words I give up on life. Haha, I'll try to shorten it for you!

Anyways, enjoy!(:

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Sonny's POV

Here is how I saw it. I was face-to-face with this beautiful Greek God, his eyes closed, his lips getting closer and closer. He was so close in fact, that I could feel his warm breath tingling just barely on my lips, and his sweetest-smelling scent from his 'Chad Dylan Cooper' celebrity cologne line. I closed my eyes. I had to do this.

I could just hear Chad taunting me in my head. You know you wanna kiss me, Munroe. Do it. Here's your chance. Just count to 90 and it'll be over.

I could just feel his lips get closer and closer… I didn't need to see it to believe it.

It could be worse... I reassured myself millions of times over and over in my head, though I couldn't seem to think of a worst scenario at the moment. It was just happening too quickly.

Almost there… I could hear Chad chuckling now. Of course, it was all in my head. But I would bet a million bucks that was what he was thinking right then and there. What a jerk. Pucker up, Sunshine. You're not gonna regret this.

"No!" the most powerful word at the moment escaped my lips. I pushed Chad away forcefully, sending him to go backwards, landing on his back making it look like he was sprawled across the couch, his arms flying to either side of him, and his feet still planted firmly on the floor uncomfortably and awkwardly. His un-mistakenly striking blue eyes flew open in the slight darkness full of alarm. I bit my lip, nervous as to how he would react.

He closed his eyes again and groaned as he sat back up to a more natural position. "Really, Sonny? Really?"

"Chad," I started. "I couldn't do it." My eyes widened, almost pleading to him to see my dilemma and understand.

In return, his eyes filled with concern and forgiveness, a feeling I had never (or rarely) seen in Chad Dylan Cooper. To my surprise, he chuckled a response to my words. "You still owe me, though."

"Owe you for what?"

"The basketball tickets which I shouldn't have trusted you with -"

"It was the kiss cam!" I interrupted. "Why do you even care?"

"I just… do!" he spat with an edge. "You used my tickets irresponsibly."

"It wasn't even my fault!" I argued to start my pathetic little rant that Chad had to listen to every day, thus beginning our daily arguments. "I barely even knew the guy and -"

"Then why were you kissing him?" Chad pointed out, seeming to be a little ticked off.

"The kiss cam!" I whined. "It was the kiss cam!"

He sighed. "Okay fine. It wasn't your fault. Regardless, I gave you the tickets. You still owe me. And no more interrupting. Promise?" he asked with a bit of an edge to his voice.

I mumbled a one word answer. "Fine."

"Okay, so there's that. Then you made me kiss a pig on your little show…"

"I didn't - !" I started, but then realized that I was interrupting. Chad stared at me, biting his lip. "Sorry, I'll behave now."

"Kiss Cam, Pig Kiss, going on your little fake date with you, for breaking up your unwanted couple at Lookout Mountain, for getting you lunch a number of times to 'save you from ick, ick on a bun, and ick on a stick'," he said. "Need I go on?"

I crossed my arms. "Why do you want me to kiss you anyways?"

"Who said I wanted to kiss you?" he raised an eyebrow.

"You kinda just suggested the idea."

"I may have suggested it, but I never confirmed it," he said carefully.

I shot back. "You never denied it."

"True…" he said with as much caution as before. I could tell by the glare in his eyes that he didn't like where this was going. "Regardless it's in the script, and after that kiss we're going to be in love."

"We?" I raised an eyebrow.

"We…" he stuttered. "Remember? That's my nickname for you. We is my nickname for you."

"YOU always call me Little Miss Sunshine."

"Not always. And plus, that's the name you go by in the tabloids. Excuse me for using it time to time."

"But -" I started but then fell silent. I had nothing else to say left. "Sorry."

Chad froze up, clenching his teeth. He seemed almost… angry. Not angry as in our stupid little day-to-day arguments that we insisted on having. But true anger. Though his teeth stayed frozen, his lips and tongue moved, creating barely comprehensible words. "I'm the one to blame. I apologize for my rude behavior," he said barely above a whisper, though his voice edgier than ever and sparks of fire in each word. "It's getting late. I should drive you back home," he stood up, and looked at me, though I tried to avoid his eyes. I always seemed to regret looking into his eyes, whether I completely melted and got lost in them or I was sure that his glare would strike fear to my core and give me nightmares at night. Regardless, I looked into them, being slightly relieved to see that they were softer than his tone. I stood up and followed him to his car.

The car ride to my apartment was far, even with Chad going 100 miles an hour, considering it was in the middle-class part of the city. It was also probably one of the most frightening rides in my entire life, considering I was too scared to ask Chad to go a little slower. Lastly, it was probably one of the most uncomfortable rides.

I finally had girled up enough to speak up. "Chad?" I said cautiously.

"Hm?" he asked, his voice a bit softer than what I was expecting, making me feel a little relieved, though his arms and shoulders were still tense. He clutched the steering wheel so tightly and threateningly.

I responded just above a whisper. "Why exactly are you mad at me? I'm sorry for whatever I did."

He clenched his teeth once again. "It's not you. I'm mad at myself."

"Why?" I asked, trying to stay as calm as I could, even with Chad accelerating. Everything became a blur to me. "And can you please slow down?"

He sighed and dramatically slowed down all of a sudden, not that the speed we were going now wasn't still incredibly illegal. "I'm so selfish."

I raised an eyebrow. "You just figured that out?"

His lips let out a friendly chuckle, though the grip he had on the wheel got tighter and we started accelerating yet again. "I know I am. Just… forcing you to do something you didn't…"

"You do it a lot to everyone else. How am I any different?" I said with more curiosity than the edge to fight.

His body finally got less tense and he slowed down to almost reasonable, which made me catch my breath. I hadn't realized I was holding it for so long. It made sense though. It's not like you can breathe evenly while you're going a million miles an hour. "Just because. You're not everyone else."

"What does that mean?" I asked skeptically.

Chad hesitated. "You know… everyone's unique in their own way. You're unique in your own way… that's what makes you my Sonny."

I couldn't help but smile. "Your Sonny?"

He paused. "That's not what I meant to say…"

My smile faded. "Oh."

"That doesn't mean I don't think of you that way…" he paused, then continued, "I'm not saying I do, though. I'm just clearing up that I'm not denying it in any way." The car accelerated again.

"Chad - !" I started.

"Sorry," he mumbled, then started going slower. "It's a force of habit," he shrugged, then continued. "Sonny, I'm sorry for trying to get you to kiss me. It's wrong. I'm such a jerk… and not in the good way," he shuddered which made me smile for half a second. Then he continues, "I know it's the last thing you want to do in the world…"

He trailed off. I bit my lip, wondering what I should say. After a few moments of pure silence, I spoke, "It's not the last thing."

"Oh?" I could feel him warming up. "What's the last thing?"

I bit my lip. "Probably the thought of me having 4 kids with you."

He chuckled. "I thought we were gonna have twins after."

I giggled a bit. "Fine, so six. That's the last thing."

"Hm… what would the twins' names would be?" he mused.

"If they were both boys?" I asked.

"One of them would be Mackenzie for sure."

"Psh… fine. What about Collin for the other?"

He thought about it. "Collin Cooper. Why not? It's got a nice ring to it."

I smiled at the thought. "So… yeah."

"Wait but what if it's two GIRLS? And Mackenzie can be a girl's name. So there."

"Mackenzie. Ugh. But fine. What about Summer? My favorite season."

"Ha, it bears a resemblance to 'Sonny'. I like it."

"So there we go," I smiled. "And six kids is the last thing on my to-do list."

"Out of curiosity, am I the first person to do on your list?" Chad joked.

I scowled. "Again with the R-rated material."

"Aw, I'm flattered. Once we get to your apartment, we'll go straight to your bedroom and…"

"Stop it, Chad."

"Fine. I can't help it. I'm just a teenage guy ruled by my hormones. Not my fault that you're practically perfect and oh-so innocent," Chad sneered, jokingly.

"I'm not perfect," I laughed a bit. "Or completely innocent."

He chuckled again. "Compared to me you are at least. You can't even imagine what I can do to you."

"You're getting better I suppose," I smiled. "You still have a dirty mind. At least your driving speed is almost legal."

"Of all things you could've worried about, you worry about my driving," he sighed. "I could've raped you right then and there."

"I'm pretty sure you don't rape people," I scoffed. "You're not THAT bad. You still have a heart. Even if you are ruled by your hormones…"

He smirked, "That's true. Of course I'd probably be more worried about hurting you, Munroe."

"Really?"

"C'mon Munroe. You wouldn't be able to handle me," he chuckled again. "I can just imag –"

I sighed, "Again with the dirty mind."

"At least my driving speed is almost legal. You said so yourself."

I smiled.

Finally, we were at my apartment. Chad parked the car and I stepped out. To my surprise, he stepped out with me.

"Thanks," I stared at Chad, as we were face-to-face outside the building. "I can walk myself up there."

"You sure? I can always walk you up there," he offered.

I smiled sheepishly. "I think it's fine. I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Our scene's first up after lunch, just so you know."

"I'll remember. Thanks for everything," I thanked him again.

"It's no problem. And I'm sorry," he mumbled 'sorry'.

I sighed. "It's fine, it's not your f -"

And just like that, in a blink of an eye, his lips crashed into mine for a half a second. My eyes widened in shock and I completely froze. His lips barely pulled back from mine as soon as my mind had processed what just happened.

"Forgive me," Chad said barely over a whisper, his deep blue eyes pleading me. "I'm sorry."

But before I could answer, the Greek God had already sped away in his perfect little yellow car of his.

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