Sonny

I took a long shower, recapping everything that happened. This was a side of Chad that I'd never seen before. Maybe it was just that he was trying to make up for being rude earlier, but I didn't care. When I got out, I found the towels and dried off. It wasn't hard to find the drawer. It was in the middle of everything. They were definitely renovation the house.

I found a nice white button-up shirt, and some blue shorts. The shorts were long, but the shirt swallowed them. I had no under things, so I just used an undershirt, and the shirt covered my shorts. I wasn't entirely comfortable, but I would be able to wash my stuff quickly, and it would be fine. I didn't bother drying my hair.

I was about to leave the room, but something hanging out of the bottom drawer caught my eye. It was a tie. I picked it up, and decided to put it on. It looked good with the outfit, and I was thankful that I knew how to put one on. I had no idea where the laundry room was, but I would just ask Chad about that.

I got out of the bathroom and heard Chad talking to someone downstairs. I rounded the corner and stood at the top of the stairs. His butler was leaving the room, and he was staring after him. He went to look behind him, but he caught a glimpse of the staircase when he did. He actually did a double-take. That was a confidence booster.

But I couldn't help but blush. I don't think Chad realized what he was wearing while he was staring at me. Maybe he thought I wouldn't get out of the shower that quickly, but he was wearing nothing but boxers and socks.

"Are you about to do a scene from Risky Business?" I asked. He needed the shirt and glasses, but it still fit.

He looked down and laughed. "Only if you join."

Ooh, a challenge. I was going to enjoy this…if I didn't fall on my butt. "Get me some socks, Cooper." I smiled.

"Hmm. Are you challenging me, Munroe?" he asked. How did he know that?

I smiled and nodded. Then I walked down the stairs. I grabbed the tie I was wearing while walking down. I got to Chad and saw the living room. I walked right by him and put the tie in my mouth. His jaw dropped, and then I turned away from him. That was hilarious. Chad didn't follow me. I was left in the living room looking at everything.

It was amazing. It had a giant TV, a bookcase devoted to DVDs that was full, a soda fountain, bean-bag chairs, and a whole lot of arcade games. I could definitely live with Chad Dylan Cooper. For the stuff, not him. I didn't want to live with Chad Dylan Cooper. Oh, forget it.

Chad came back with a pair of socks. So this was really going to happen? Awesome!

"Let's do this." Chad said. He took my hand and held me up while I put my socks on. I felt kind of nervous about putting my feet up like that when I was barely wearing anything, but when I looked up Chad wasn't looking. He was doing his best to look the other way.

"Okay, I'm ready." I said. He was still holding my hand as he brought me to the living room. We had a very long hallway to go down. By the time I got to the end, I knew I was going to fall. Chad handed me a pair of glasses and I laughed. This was going to be fun. He hit a button on a remote he had. "Old Time Rock n' Roll" came on.

"One." I counted. I was tempted to dance right then, but I had a job to do. "Two."

"I was gonna say that, yeah." Chad said. We were both getting ready to run. "Wait. First one to the end is the winner, right?"

"First one to not fall down is the winner." I replied. I knew I was going to lose, but right now I didn't care.

He nodded and said, "Two and a half."

"Three!" I yelled and we took off. We got a third of the way in and started sliding. It was hard to stay up. It was like they'd waxed the floors. Then I realized that they probably did. It was too late, though. We were halfway down the hall when I collided into Chad. I knocked his feet out from under him and I went down with him, too.

We were going so fast that we kept going even when we fell. We were slowly slowing down, but it wasn't enough. We crashed into the table at the end of the hallway. I hit my head and I saw Chad crash his entire side into the table.

"Oh my gosh, are you okay?" I asked. He started laughing. With that, I started laughing, too. It really was fun, besides the hit on my head. I got up, and I was a little dizzy, but it passed. I put my hand out to Chad and he took it.

"That was fun." he said.

"Yeah." I replied.

"What do you wanna do now?"

I had no idea what I wanted to do. We could watch a movie, or play some games. Heck, we could even play hide and seek in his house. I was thinking when my stomach growled. I'd never actually gotten to eat any ice cream earlier.

"I think I know what we're gonna do." Chad said. "Come on." He led me to a room with a giant table and pulled out a chair for me. I sat and he told me he'd be right back. Someone was cooking something, I could tell that much. I smelt food, and it smelt good. I couldn't tell what it was, but I couldn't wait for it.

Chad came back with two plates. His butler was behind him and apparently the cook behind him. They set down the trays and left, but Chad sat next to me. "It's…well, here." he said. He took the lid off the tray and there were extreme nachos sitting in front of me. They were tortilla chips with taco meat, shredded lettuce, cheese, tomatoes, onions, sour cream, and chives.

"Oh." I said. I didn't like tomatoes at all. I wasn't going to let him know that though. "What's in the other trays?"

"You don't like this?" he asked.

"Oh, it's not that. It's just that…I don't like tomatoes." I replied. He smiled and took my tray. He picked his up and put it in my spot.

"Mine has no tomatoes. I like them, but I have to keep up the act that I don't eat healthy food." he smiled at his joke. It was really sweet of him to do this.

"Thanks, Chad." I said, and I dug in. He did, too. We were pretty quick. I was so hungry that it didn't take long for me to clean my plate. I even got a little more. I left a little room for whatever was in the other trays. "So, what is in those other trays?"

"Dessert." he said. He lifted the tray off to show a fabulous triple layer chocolate cake with cherries on the top. I was in cake heaven.

"Ooh." I said. He smiled and gave me a slice. It was good, and it filled me up the rest of the way. He had a slice, too. I had a glass of milk with mine, but he had Dr. Pepper. In my own experience, Dr. Pepper and chocolate tasted like bubble soap.

Chad sighed and said, "What do you want to do now?"

I thought for a minute. Watching a movie sounded good. "Do you want to watch a movie?"

"Sure. Come on. You can pick."

He led me back into the living room. I found Camp Hip-hop in his cabinet and decided to watch that. He popped it in and sat down next to me.

"So, how do you like my place?" he asked.

"It's…big." I admitted.

"Yeah. My parents think big." he told me.

We paid attention to the movie again, and he silently put his arm around my shoulder. I was happy and a few minutes later I found myself with my head on his shoulder. It was amazing just how easy it was to be like this with him. By the end of the movie, I had one arm behind his back, one arm around his stomach, holding him. He was holding me, too.

The movie ended, but we let the credits roll, too. When the DVD screen came up, I still didn't move. He didn't either. A few minutes later he did get up and turn it off. He went to the other side of the room and picked up his guitar.

"You want to play?" he asked.

"You play?" I replied.

"A little bit. It's a hobby." he answered.

"Then, you play. I want to hear you."

He started playing a Maroon 5 song. He was actually really good. I had no idea he could play like that. I found myself dancing, and I wanted to dance with him. I hit the button on the remote again and a slow song came on. I plucked the guitar away from him and pulled on his hand.

He got up and put one of his hand on my hip. He held the other one. We started dancing. This reminded me of the time I missed my prom. Except…well, maybe Chad was the one special person. At least, when he acted like this, he was. I wanted this to be him so badly.

A fast song came on and we started dancing apart. I liked songs like this, and I could probably dance like this all night. We did this for a long time. I hadn't noticed, but we eventually started dancing fast together, and it was fun…until I tripped. I am so clumsy.

This set off a domino effect. I fell, and Chad tried to catch me, which made him dart forward into the staircase. That shook the staircase and caused the pictures to fall off, crashing on the stairs. I tried to get up, but my hand landed on some glass. It was tiny, but it hurt.

"Wow, Munroe. I think we both have bad luck." Chad said. He turned around and felt his head. He was bleeding just above his eyebrow, and it was pouring.

"Oh no. Do you have a first aide kit?" I asked.

"What? Do you know how to fix this?"

"I took a little first aide at camp one summer. I know enough to fix that." I explained. He found the first aide kit and gave it to me. I took him to the couch and cleaned up the wound. I put some medicine on it and put butterfly stitches on.

"Ouch! That stings! Take that thing off." Chad said. He pulled the butterfly stitch off. I sighed. "What? It hurt."

I leaned over and gently kissed the spot. "Is that better?" Chad sat there staring at the wall, not saying a word to me. "Hello? Earth to Chad?"

"Huh? What? Oh, yeah, it's better." he replied. "I feel like eating some junk food."

That was random, but true. I wanted some, too. He went to the kitchen and grabbed a whole lot of chips, spray cheese, Twinkies, pizzas, and other assortments. I sat on a bean-bad chair, eating some cheese puffs, when something spongy hit my face. I looked at Chad, who was holding a Twinkie wrapper.

"Really, Chad? Really?" I asked. He laughed.

"Yes, Sonny. Really."

"Bring it on. I don't need the food. We can just use hand to hand combat. Let's go!" I laughed. Chad smiled and came over to me. We looped our hands together. I started pushing towards him and he pushed my way. Soon, we noticed we were a match, and we went sideways onto the couch.

We rolled off and onto the floor. We started wrestling on the ground. No one was winning because one kept pinning the other on the ground. It was fun, but tiring.

"I give up!" Chad yelled and rolled over. When he did, he pulled me with him and I wound up on top of him.

"I knew you would." I said.

"Right." He smiled. I rested my head on his shoulder. I lifted my head back up and looked at him.

"Do you wanna do anything else? Or do you wanna go to sleep?" I asked.

"Lay here, for now. Then definitely a drink." was all he said. I didn't put my head back down just yet. That sparkle was there again. The one that he had at the restaurant. I smiled at him and he looked confused for a minute, but then smiled back.

His lips are only an inch away from mine. I thought.

Chad rolled and I fell beside him. His lips were even closer now that we were face to face instead of chest to face. I didn't know what was happening to me. I was leaning in closer. Chad's eyes were no longer locked on my eyes. They were locked on my lips, instead. He was leaning in to me, too.

Our lips were only centimeters away when I heard something break. I turned towards the sound. "What was that?" I asked.

"I don't know." he replied.

"Chad, do you know what would make that sound?"

"It might be a window…" he said.

I was starting to panic. "Well…you're the guy. Go check it out." He looked at me like I was a raving lunatic. I couldn't blame him. If someone told me to go see what that sound was I would look at them the same way.

His features softened and then he said, "Stay here. Don't make any noise. I'll be right back." I wanted him to go and tell me that everything was okay, but I didn't want him to leave me alone. I did as I was told, though.

I sat on the couch and played with my fingers. I kept telling myself that nothing was wrong and he was okay. I couldn't hear anything, so I took that as a good sign. I was watching the clock on the wall and counted the minutes. Soon, he'd been gone five minutes. That's too long to search. I would give him a few more minutes.

I began to panic. I was worried about Chad. If anything happened to him while I just sat here, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself. I walked to the back of the house. I didn't say anything, I just looked. I tried to be quiet, but I had to open the glass door in the back. It wasn't very loud, but if someone was near they would hear it.

He had a pool, and I was careful to keep away from it. I'd had enough of pools for a while. I figure I would check out the pool house. There was a dark little alley between the house and the pool house. Again, those things had scared me to death. Right now, it was freaking me out. I told myself that there was probably nothing there and kept going.

I made it past the house, and was right in front of the alley. I was almost past it, and I told myself that there was nothing to worry about. Too, bad I was wrong.

Something grabbed me and clasped a hand to my mouth. It had a glove on, so I knew it wasn't Chad. I didn't know what to do. Yeah, I learned some defense moves, but they were a lot easier to do when you weren't frozen with fear.

Who was this person? What did they want with me? Where was Chad?

Whoever it was, they started dragging me to the pool. Oh no, this was going to be the second time I drown in a week. My luck really is bad. I'm going to fix it as soon as possible. I was only a few feet from the pool when I heard a ring tone. It was Chad's, and it was near. The person looked over and ran to the alley with me really quick. I was making noises, but they stuck something sharp to my hip and I kept quiet. I could see Chad come out from the side of the house, but he couldn't see me. He walked straight past the pool house without even looking.

Please, Chad. Come back. Please! I thought.

The person walked up a little and looked out of the alley. Chad was nowhere in sight. I could feel tears slipping from my eyes. I was so scared. If Chad didn't come back, I would be dead.

What am I talking about? Chad probably can't fight anyways. I thought.

I was being carried to the pool again. A cold rush went through me. Whoever it was had a hold on me to where I couldn't move. I was paralyzed with fear. I was about to be lowered into the water when this warm sensation flooded me. It was like I was going to be okay. Like a blanket being pulled over me when I'm cold.

I heard a loud smack, and I was thrown into the water. I expected hands to come down on my shoulders or head to keep me under the water, but they never came. I floated back up and took a deep breath of air just in case they planned on pushing me under. I opened my eyes and saw Chad holding his hand and squealing.

I was shaking all over. I pulled myself out of the pool. The rain earlier had made it cold and the pool water was colder than the air. I was also still shaking from being afraid. I looked down at Chad's feet to see the person. They were masked and in black. They were also knocked out.

"Ch-chad? D-d-did you-ooh do th-th-th-th…?" I couldn't finish. I was too cold.

"Yeah, and it hurt." he said. He kept looking away.

"Y-y-you s-s-s-sav-v-v-ed m-me." I ran into his arms.

"Let's get you inside where it's warm. I'm gonna call the cops. You go upstairs and get some new clothes." he said. He looked away again. I looked down and realized why. Oops. This was completely embarrassing.

I did my best to run into the house and upstairs. I changed and went into the room that had a giant C on it. It was all blue and white. His bed was big and looked comfy. Turned out, it was. I laid down and moved around to cause friction. It helped warm me up. Chad came upstairs and called my name.

"In here!" I said. Then I thought that maybe that wasn't the best idea with a psycho loose. I got up and got in the closet.

"Where are you at?" he asked. For all I knew, the potential murderer was telling him what to do. I peeked out and saw that it was only Chad.

"Sorry, I was scared he might be controlling you." I explained, stepping out.

"It's okay. The cops are here. When I said it was Chad Dylan Cooper they rushed over. They need to ask us some questions. Turns out, this guy was an escaped convict. He was robbing houses, and he's been murdering the owner's as he did it." Chad said.

"Whoa. The scariest thing for me was that I thought you wouldn't come back and save me. That was when I was the most afraid." I said.

"For me, it was when I saw you in the guy's arms. I thought that I wouldn't be able to do anything. I saw him grab you and turned on my ring tone to make him think I hadn't seen. He went into the alley and I pretended not to notice. I went around the pool house and got him with the element of surprise." he told me.

I rushed into his arms. "Chad, you saved me." It was comfortable here, but I knew that I was getting too damsel-in-distress like. I pulled away. "Plus, think about the headlines. 'Bad Boy Chad Dylan Cooper saves Good Girl Sonny Munroe from Serial Killer!'" I laughed.

"Just another awesome thing about me. Actor and heart-throb by day, bounty hunter by night." he said, dramatically. He smiled at me and winked. He took my hand and we walked downstairs to answer questions from cops like it was going to the movies.