Hello there. Remember me? I'm the one who hasn't updated for 3 weeks and feels so awful she's considering suicide. JOKES. But seriously. I am so sorry! Plus, I'm away next week too… musical theatre course :P God, I'm a busy girl this summer! When school starts again, I'll actually update lots more, I swear!

Anyway, here is chapter 8 (I think), hope you enjoy!

SPOV

This must be what heaven is like.

My head lay on Chad's chest, my hair coating his bare skin. I can feel his lungs rise and lower. I can hear his heart proudly beating. And if I look up just a tiny bit, I can see his sleeping face, his lips pouted even in slumber.

I wonder what I have done to deserve this.

Despite this, human needs kicked in, and I needed food. Plus a bathroom trip was essential. Since I didn't have the guts to go and face the greasy barman alone, I knew that I had to wake Chad up. So what if he gets moody and tells me I should just pee outside.

I gently touched his shoulder and lightly shook him, my other hand balancing on his still slowly heaving chest.

"Chad. Chad, rise and shine," I said, getting louder with every sentence. Wow, he was a heavy sleeper.

After five minutes of shoulder tapping then shaking, face caressing then slapping, I decided I would have to go to desperate measures. I would have used water, but there was none of that here. Thirst suddenly hit me at the thought of water. I suddenly became even more eager to get out of here.

I knew what would wake him up.

I slowly leaned in, and softly pressed my lips to his, my hands still on his chest. I felt his breathing speed, and his lips start to move with mine. Huh. He's a good kisser first thing in the morning too. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised.

After a minute or so, I broke away to see his blue eyes flutter open, and his freshly kissed lips stretch into a grin.

"That's a nice wake-up call. I might have to hire you as my alarm clock."

"Apparently the only way to wake you up is through some sort of sensuality. Does your clock in Hollywood have hands or something?"

He chuckled. "Judging by your attitude, I'm guessing you need food. And to go to the bathroom."

I chuckled back, a grin forming on my face. "How did you guess?"

"Same situation as me, babe." We both smiled, and awkwardly exited from the car. He took my hand, and led me up the hill towards the all too familiar diner.

Who knew? Diners have showers. Well, this one did. I bet that barman lives here with his familiarly greasy family.

I walked out of the bathroom, my muscles slightly relaxed from the lukewarm water that had poured clumsily from the shower in one tiny jet. Explains the grease.

I spotted Chad hiding noticeably behind a menu, his hair peeking over of the top of it. I strolled to the booth and tucked myself in beside him, causing him to jump out of his skin and, entertainingly, squeal.

"Manly," I stated sarcastically, grinning like a lunatic.

"I can get away with it. Plus, I totally knew you were there, so…"

I rolled my eyes. "Sure, lets go with that." Chad glared, and I giggled. Just then, a waitress who hadn't been here the night before came up to us with a scrappy notepad in her hand.

"Hi there, what can I get you," she mumbled, obviously not impressed with her early morning start. She didn't look up from her paper.

"Uh, can I get a black coffee, and for Sonny-" At this, the waitress' head snapped up, and her eyes focused sharply on us. I felt Chad edge further into the booth, and I followed, intimidated by the ferocious stare.

"You're Chad Dylan Cooper. I would recognise that voice anywhere."

"Well," started Chad. I could practically smell his ego beginning to seep through his pores.

"So, what, you're dating?" The girl whispered harshly, leaning in just that bit too far and causing me and Chad to back up even more.

The words that left Chad's mouth hit me like a block of icy stone on the back of my head.

"What? That's ridiculous. We're just stuck together driving to an opening of a club. Isn't that right?" He turned to me, his eyes questioning. I was frozen – the shock of the upset that had flown through me was numbing. After a moment, I managed to mumble a practically silent, "Yes" before excusing myself and leaving the diner, practically snapping the entrance door off its hinges with the force of my departure.

I kept walking briskly along, focusing on my constant footfall to distract myself from what had just happened. Surely I was overreacting. Of course we were dating, or some similar variation. But he said 'stuck together'. Like everything that had happened was just some step on our journey. Like it was all something to distract from the annoyance of sitting in a car together for longer than could be stood. I heard the faint call of "Sonny, WAIT" behind me, but I continued to pace on, slowly speeding to a jog to escape my follower. Small beads of tears formed in the corners of my eyes, and I blinked ferociously to get rid of them. I wouldn't cry over Chad Dylan Cooper. Ever. It was against everything I had ever believed. I would not allow him to break my heart. Or I could try and avoid it.

My attempt at a jog was obviously nothing compared to Chad's sprint.

He ran in front of me, raising weary hands in front of my chest. He was breathing heavily, his shoulders rising and falling hurriedly. I tried to go round him, but he simply grabbed my waist, still holding me at a distance.

"Sonny. Sonny, look at me." Unwillingly, I raised my eyes to meet his. I predicted I would have lost the battle that would have followed otherwise.

"Sonny, I didn't realise you thought we were, y'know, dating. I'd call it just fooling around. I thought-"

"Fooling around?" I questioned blankly, my voice shaking. He paused, the nodded slowly as if I was a moron. "Fooling AROUND? You know what, Chad? I give up. I. Give. Up. You are a lost case. I know that you know what you and your eyes and that stupidly handsome smile of yours do to me. You know you have to pull over me, and yet you just abuse it and hurt me. Have you got nothing better to do? I'm not strong enough to deal with you and your arrogance anymore. Go break someone else's heart, Chad."

With that, I turned towards the car, my sight blurred by my unintentional tears, leaving the forlorn looking boy of my dreams behind me, his arms still stretched out in front of him.

Voila (: Sorry, it's kinda rubbish… Writer's block, y'see. Plus it's kinda short. But I will update when I'm back. Plus, newwww STORY! Nemesis With Benefits. Figure it out y'self ;) It won't be very long, but I just had an idea that needed to be written, if you get my gist :D I will post lots on my return. Hope you enjoyed it, and while you're at it, check out my bff S3r3ndipity's awesome stories (especially the GFF one, which I'm beta-ing :P), as well as XxHeadInTheStarsxX, ANDDD LOLChanny819, who is just, well, LOL :P Plus, Oreos Are Happiness, your little inboxes make my day… beta forever :D PEACE OUT SUUCCKKKKASSSS X