Tell Me How You Love Me Now Chapter 5: Love is a Battlefield, a sonny with a chance fanfic

A/N: No worries, this is not the end :) I know I haven't updated in awhile but here is the fifth chapter. I will try to write some more, but now that school has begun I can't make any promises. REVIEW & I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER AND EVER! xx Sally

That night, I slept for two hours. I couldn't stop thinking about tomorrow. Questions ran through my head, back and forth. Would it be good? Would it be bad? What should I say? Should I just make small talk?

At noon, I picked out a pair of white shorts, my lucky black Beatles t-shirt, and borrowed a pair of Tawni's purple Converse. It didn't exactly match, but I liked it. My hair was still curly but kind of messed up, so I ended up washing it and redoing it for half an hour. I didn't know how Tawni could do this every day. I straightened my bangs and used hairspray to keep everything stiff, since I heard it was supposed to rain today. Then I used a thicker eyeliner pencil, a salmon pink lip gloss, and curled my eyelashes. I used some compact too—I don't like to use it, but I was starting to break out.

All this took me an hour and so I decided to skip lunch just to keep my teeth white. But I was starving so I stole a pack of gum from under Tawni's pillow—her secret stash. I held my phone in my hand and sat back on the sofa, thinking and smiling and getting that butterfly feeling in my stomach.

I ended up dozing off once again, partly because I was really tired from not sleeping, and I woke up two hours later. It was 3 o'clock. No text messages, no missed calls, no voicemail. Maybe he had to finish up something for Mackenzie Falls, I told myself. They did have a new season coming up. I was still tired as ever so I fell asleep again—there was nothing better to do.

Three hours later. Still nothing. It was 6 and everyone was getting ready for dinner. I could feel the tears coming up but I fought them back. Had he misunderstood? Maybe he wanted to go at night? I unwrapped my third stick of gum and popped it into my mouth. The spearmint flavor burned into my taste buds but I could care less.

Should I text him or would it make me seem too eager? Or should I just leave it alone? I didn't want to wait so I just texted and asked when he was coming.

My phone vibrated. I jumped and grinned. It was him! It had to be him! Who else would be texting me right now? But my heart dropped lower than my feet when I saw that it was just Grady. I pressed Read and looked. We're all going out to dinner, wanna come? Should I just go? But what if Chad really did come? Then he would think I stood him up. No, thanks, I think I'm just going to head home now :), I texted back.

I switched on the TV and channel surfed for another two hours. I didn't want to fall back asleep but I did. I hadn't been sleeping very well anyways. I woke up at 11. Nothing, still. I bit my lip to hold back the tears but they just kept coming. I sobbed and shook and threw my face into the pillow. Why did it always have to happen to me, of all people? I took a chance and asked him to hang out, but no. He just decides he's too cool to be hanging out with…me. That I'm never going to have a chance with him. He really did hate me. What was I thinking? Why did I really believe he would be different with me?

I cried myself to sleep. This had to be the worst night ever. My makeup was probably all over the place and my hair was probably tangled and poofy but did I care? No. What was the point of all this work when boys don't really give a crap? Why do girls always spend so much time looking to impress boys when we all know that they will never notice?

I dreamed of Chad that night. I dreamed he really had come and we really had gone shopping and we kissed. A good night kiss, like in all those cheesy movies. He had smiled at me and laughed at all my jokes, and I had snorted like I always do around guys I liked.

"Sonny," said Dream-Chad. "Sonny, wake up. Sonny!"

I started and my eyes shot open to see Tawni's face looking over me. It looked like it was still dark outside and I heard rain pattering against my window. I burst into tears once again.

"Tawni," I wailed, like a little kid. "He stood me up!" I sat up and just kind of hugged her. Awkward as it was, Tawni still hugged back.

"Oh, geez," she said. She patted my shoulder uncomfortably. "When I get my hands on that kid, I'm gonna…!" She trailed off, not knowing what she would do. I didn't care because at least she was being supportive.

"How about we get you cleaned up?" Tawni was being really sweet, actually. I didn't want to be pitied, but at the same time I did. I nodded, and as we went over to her vanity mirror I checked the clock. It was 8, but since my window was closed I had thought it was still nighttime. Tawni let me use her eye makeup removing solution and I wiped my smeared eyeliner. It made me look like a freaky emo kid. I washed all the compact off my face, but it was still cakey in some spots. Tawni just shrugged and pointed to the shower. I washed all of it off with soap, but my eyes had formed bags from all the crying and my nose was red, so I just used concealer in some spots.

Tawni had left for final rehearsal and I knew I had to pull myself together for my castmates. I took a deep breath before leaving the room and walked down the hall, head held up high. It wasn't until I had gotten all the way to the bottom of the stairs that I realized I had left my script in my room. I already knew the lines, but I liked to keep them there with me, as reassurance.

I darted back up, but then felt a sharp pain in the bottom of my high-heeled suede boots. I took it off as I walked and found a paperclip in it. How did a paperclip get into my boots? As I thought about this, I slammed straight into someone.

"Oh, my gosh, I'm so sorry—!" I started to say, and then looked up straight into Chad's crystal blue eyes. I sucked in my breath and my mouth turned downwards.

"You." I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt the tears.

"Sonny, wait!" he shouted, and grabbed my arm.

"Why, Chad, why?" I yelled. "I waited for you yesterday, but no, you just didn't want to show up! So tell me, why should I wait for you now?"

"Because," he said, still holding my arm. "Just…let me explain."

"Explain what? Why you decided to blow me off when I finally found the courage to ask you to hang out? Why you couldn't have even come up with a lame excuse? Why I've been breaking my back just to get you to feel…" I stopped. Should I say it? Well, it's now or never, said the voice in my head. "To feel the same way for me as I feel about you. It's bad enough for you to just rub your stupid little girlfriend in my face, but to do this is just plain pathetic. If you didn't want to go with me, you could have just said so, instead of being such a…such a coward!"

"I—Sonny, I just…" Chad's mouth was open but no sound came out.

"I knew it," I snapped. "I don't know why I even believed that you would be different with me. Why did I think that you would change, just for me? I'm just another stupid girl in your stupid life. And I do not want to hear your stupid explanation. I am so tired of you treating me like crap and always putting me down. Before, I thought it was because you liked me in some twisted way, but now? Now I just know that every single thing you said to me was true. And that, that is the only real thing about you, Chad."

I pulled his arm off me and turned around, storming back to my dressing room. But I didn't look back.