Hey guys! Sorry for the wait, again, but I'm pretty proud of this chapter. It's my favourite so far. You'll see why. After this, I may have to start uploading one a day, since it takes too long to write and I don't want to get behind on my homework and stuff because of this, even if this is much more fun!

Finally, a chapter in Chad's point of view! I've actually been really looking forward to writing this! Thanks for sticking with me, guys!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for the plot line.

Chapter Ten

CPOV

So, I walked out of the bathroom, shirtless, hoping to make Sonny blush. I knew I looked good without a T-Shirt on, and I wanted to know if Sonny noticed. But I get in the room, and she's in there with some girl, who proceeds to faint when she sees me.

"Sonny? Is she okay?"

"Sure, she'll be fine. Sadly, this isn't the first time this has happened." She sighed.

"So, she's fainted at the sight of me shirtless before?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

"We both have." She mumbled quietly. I don't think she meant for me to hear, but I have the ears of a bat.

"So, I make you faint?"

"What? You heard that?" she blushed bright red.

"Yup."

"Well, that was before."

"Before what?"

"Before I met you."

"Ouch!"

Smirking, she reached down to pick up her friend, giving me a clear view of her perfect a-door! Front door. Yeah, her front door is perfect!

"You need any help, Sonshine?" I said, trying to distract myself from thoughts of her…door.

"Sure. Could you grab her feet? I want to get her on the couch; she'll wake up in a minute."

"Okay." We spent the next few minutes in silence, trying to lift her friend onto the couch. Easier said than done. We managed to manoeuvre her so she was lying on the floor lengthways next to the couch, and facing each other, we decided to try to lift on three.

"One…two…" she started, bending down to grab her friend's shoulders, giving me a clear view down her top.

"Three." I heard her say, but I couldn't seem to look away.

"Chad? CHAD!" she yelled, standing up, folding her arms over her chest, blushing furiously and glaring at me.

"Sorry." I murmured, embarrassed. Any other time I would have just smirked, and acted like I had every right to look if she was showing it off. But this was Sonny, and for some reason, I didn't want her to think badly of me.

"I can't believe you!" she cried, throwing her hands up in exasperation.

"I said sorry."

"Not just for that. I can't believe you in general. When I first met you, you were the biggest, most stuck-up jerk that I had ever met. Then I met the rest of the cast, and you were a close fifth. But you eventually show your true colours, and we are sort of friends, even though we still fight a lot, and then you come and do something like this!" she said angrily, but she also sounded really confused.

"Something like what?" I asked, honestly not knowing what she was on about.

"This! Turning up on my doorstep unannounced, as if it's a regular occurrence. I guess I managed to convince myself that you were just trying to be a good friend, and then you go and do this!"

"Do what?" I asked again, still honestly confused.

"You come out of the bathroom shirtless, asking for a towel, making my best friend faint. She's going to think there's something going on between us, Chad! And now, you're staring at me, like you're fascinated by me and everything, and when I call you on it, instead of saying something arrogant like I assumed you would, you apologise! I just don't get you!"

"What is there to not get?"

"Everything, Chad! Why do you act like an arrogant jerk one minute, then like a genuine friend, a normal, caring guy, the next? It's driving me insane, Chad! You have two completely different personalities, and I find it hard enough to bear being around one of them!" shocked, I stepped backwards.

"Fine. If that's how you feel, I guess I'll just leave." I said dully. I can't believe she said that. I thought we were friends, and then she goes and says that!

"What? Oh! No, I didn't mean it like that, I swear!" she said, looking sorry. But why would she have said it if she didn't mean it.

"Then what did you mean then?" I demanded, ready to leave if she hesitated even just a little.

"I just meant that sometimes I find it hard to be around you. But not for the reasons you're thinking."

"Then what, Sonny? Why else would you find it hard to be around me? Let's face it, Sonny, you hate me." I said, trying to sound calm, when I was breaking inside.

"No! Chad, I don't hate you. You're my friend."

"What kind of friend am I if you can't stand to be around me, Sonny?" I asked, exasperated, for once allowing the pain to creep into my voice.

"The kind of friend that I'm in love with!" she shouted. I just stood there, staring. She was breathing hard, and it took her a few seconds to comprehend what she had just said. When she did, she clapped her hand over her mouth, eyes wide.

"You're…in love with me?" I asked softly.

"I think so. I've never felt this way before, about anyone. I'm sorry if I've ruined any friendship we might have had, by telling you, but I just couldn't keep it a secret any more. I understand if you don't want to speak to me anymore, I-"

Before she could say anymore I stepped over her friends limp form and grabbed her into a tight hug. Pulling away slightly, I whispered in her ear.

"Good. 'Cause I think I'm in love with you too." And with that, I kissed her. It was only quick, and I was shaking really badly so it was kind of sloppy, but I felt something inside me change, and I knew, this was her. The girl for me. Just that one quick kiss and I knew I would never love anyone as much as I loved her right then. And she must have felt the same, to some degree, because she pulled me back, kissing me fiercely, and making me feel things I had never, ever thought I could feel.

Winding her hands into my hair, she smiled into my lips, and I just had to smile back. After a few seconds, I pulled back for air, and rested my forehead on hers. We stayed like that for what felt like seconds, but must have been a good few minutes, until we heard a croaky 'Sonny?' from the floor.

Jumping, we pulled apart, hanging our heads and blushing.

"Were you guys…making out? While I was lying here, on the floor, out cold?" she asked incredulously.

"Sorry, Lucy! I totally forgot! Please don't be mad!"

"Mad? Why on earth would I be mad? I just wanted to know if you guys were making out, which you obviously were. I can't blame you for forgetting about me. You were making out with Chad Dylan Cooper. You, Sonny Munroe, were making out with Chad Dylan Cooper. And you're on Mackenzie Falls. And Chad is shirtless. Chad Dylan Cooper is in your house, shirtless. Oh my God you were making out with Chad Dylan Cooper shirtless! This is so going on Twitter, and Facebook, and MySpace. I can't believe this!" she babbled as she got up, grabbed a bag off the table in Sonny's hallway, and walking out the front door.

"Well. That was more than slightly strange." I commented.

"Oh, she's always like that. It's just what she does."

"Okay. Did you hear what she said? About putting it on Twitter, and Facebook, and MySpace?"

"Yeah, but it's not like anyone's going to believe her, right?" she said.

"Erm, Sonny, you do realise that all your friends have just seen you on Mackenzie Falls?"

"Oh, yeah I forgot."

Three…two…one…

"Shit!"

"That's it Sonny, let it out." I smirked. Glaring at me, she grabbed her coat from the peg by the door and gestured for me to follow her, no doubt to try and catch up with her friend before she told the whole world about us.