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I was shaking so hard, and he pulled me into his body to make it all better, but it wasn't. It only made me shake harder when his warm lips ran sideways inside mine.
He was scared too. I felt him vibrate against me in fear; or maybe he was crying, just like I was.
"I love you," he kept telling me. Then he would kiss my lips, before telling me once again. "I love you."
My mouth kept opening to respond to him, to tell him that I loved him back, but every time I tried to, he would push his lips inside mine again; politely telling me to shut-up, because he already knew.
Chad had never kissed me like this. Okay, so he'd only kissed me once before, but still.
"Chad, I"—he kissed me—"love"—he kissed me again—"you"—his whole mouth swallowed up mine after my last word. I was legitly crying now.
"I know, Baby. I know," he whispered. "Is he right behind me?"
I nodded, hiccupping my tears. And with one last kiss, Chad was yanked off me.
My lips and my tongue burned after Chad left them. I watched him go away…the bad guy took him away from me, even though he was mine.
My tongue weighed down with words I wanted to say—wanted to shout, but they didn't form. They only became heavier, until I just stood there, on the side of the road, whimpering and crying for someone I could have.
"Sonny!" he cried, struggling against the tight clasp of the bad guy. "Sonnnn—eeeey!"Chad's voice was shrinking; consumed by the surrounding darkness, and my imagination. My lips opened—slowly and numbly to shout his name back, but I couldn't. My whole entire body trembled, including my lips.
I trembled with the imperfectness of fear.
I trembled with the perfection of the kiss.
Those were the only two words that were in my head as I walked toward the van.
Chad's POV
I don't know what was going on inside my head…
Outside of it, I was in pain. The physical kind, just to be clear. And there was rain falling. And there was Sonny walking toward the dark and scary van. Outside…things were bad.
Inside my head, though, I couldn't fight my thoughts. They were random.
So Random.
Wow, Chad. Really?
That's how ADD my brain is, and tonight, it was worse. Because I loved her.
It goes something like this…when you mix an ADD mind with true love, it gets crazy in there. You know when you have a crush and you get really giddy and can't focus? Imagine how much worse it is with true love…especially when you knew you'd never be with her.
Okay, Chad's brain. Enough with the heavy. Let's move on to something more random.
So random!
Ugh…really? Not that again!
How about pizza?
Oh, man. I'm hungry…
Hey! That reminds me of that song…oh, how does it go…?
"Hungry for those good times baby. Hungry through and through. Hungry for that sweet life baby with a real fine girl like you…"
Baby.
That's what I used to call Sonny sometimes. But only when I wanted to take care of her. Otherwise, when she was beautiful and independent, I'd just call her angel.
Outside my head, a tear rolled down my cheek. Slowly. I saw Sonny open the hood of the van. Again, very slow, like the tear. Everything was slow.
Inside my head, everything was fine again. No tears, no rain, no sorrow, only Sonny.
Oh, Gosh, I was crazy. You wanna know what I imagined?
Simplicity. Life being simple. In my day dream, Sonny was making easy-mac, smiling at me as I came in the kitchen.
Easy-mac…
Macaroni and Cheese sounded good. Yeah.
And we were back to the whole hungry thing.
There was something seriously wrong with me…
Sonny's POV
"Why are you laughing?"
"Because this is funny," I replied, sitting on the hood of the jeep as smoke poured out from underneath.
Chad looked irritated. "Could you get off, please?" he implored.
I laid across the jeep sideways, propping my head up on my hand. "Nope," I giggled. "Not until you laugh at this."
"I'm not in the mood, Sonny."
"Why? We survived the bad guy thing like pros! I fixed his car, and you stood there watching my ass—"
"Sonny!" Chad yelled with his eyes closed. "Please!"
The smile melted from my face like butter. I hated it when Chad was mad at me. Especially now. I slid off the jeep on the seat of my jeans.
Chad rubbed his palms together. "Okay," he said with a sigh. "Let's get this thing fixed." He opened the hood suddenly, and we both coughed as the car belched a column of smoke. He waved his hand, shooing the smoke away from his face. Chad looked at me, a hint of a smile toying at the edges of his mouth. "We might be here for a little bit."
"Fine by me." My smile was back instantaneously.
Chad slid his jacket off so he was only in a T-shirt. "I'm not really sure what the problem is," he told me. He leaned against the car on his hands, tongue between his teeth.
"Hmm…" I said tapping my chin. "This is just a guess, but it could be where the smoke is pouring out from."
Chad gave me a look. "You wanna fix it? Be my guest."
"Hey, you're the guy. You're supposed to be good at this stuff."
"Hey Sonny?"
"Yeah?"
"Come here." He held up a hand, covered in black grease.
"No!" I squeeled, ducking when he came at me.
Chad pulled the hood closed, and I scooted up the car, trying to get away from him. He got me anyways. I screamed and laughed as he smeared it all over my cheek.
"Fix the car, Stupid!" I yelled at him.
"Get off the car, then, stupid!" he laughed.
"Make me," I threatened, coming closer to his face. "And don't call me stupid, stupid!"
Chad grinned at me, but didn't say a word. He didn't blink, either. Neither did I. The silent staring contest was on.
The more I stared, though, the more I thought about what I wanted to say to him. I'd been contemplating saying this to him all day long, but suddenly, I just jumped.
"Yes," I said, my heart racing. I was answering a question Chad had asked me a long time ago, or at least that's what it felt like, and I had changed my mind.
"Yes?" he repeated, confused.
"I want to marry you. God, Chad, I wanna run away and just be with you and live happily ever after with a gazillion little Chad Dylan Coopers running around." I laughed at the image in my head—seeing little bodies with Chad's head on them.
Chad just stared at me, not saying anything. Finally he said, "Are you sure?"
I nodded. "Yeah."
"Where do you want to go?"
I looked around, thinking. "I don't know. I've always wanted to go to Fiji…"
"Alright then," Chad grinned. He pulled a ring box out of his pocket and got down on one knee in front of me. I sat on the hood of the jeep, swinging my legs and smiling happily. "Sonny Allison Monroe…I've never loved anyone more. And, hey, maybe we're crazy, but that's just how I am around you. You make me…insane." He took a deep breath, and opened the box to reveal a sparkling silver ring. "Will you marry me?"
"No."
"No?"
"Geez, Chad. Just put the damn ring on my finger. I'm crazy in love and I just want you to kiss me because you know I mean Yes!"