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Disclaimer: I haven't done this for a while, but I don't own anything except the plot line! I wish I did though, 'cause if I did, Sonny and Chad would Definitley have gotten back together. Actually, they never would have broken up, and they would have been dating from pretty muc the start!
Chapter Fourteen
That morning, I woke up smiling. I had had the best dream ever! Clambering out of bed, I yawned and stretched. Walking over to my dresser, I turned off my alarm. I grabbed some clothes from my closet and went to get a shower. After I was dressed and ready, I went downstairs for breakfast.
"Hey, Sonny." Chad greeted me when I walked into the kitchen, making me jump. I had thought he would still be in bed.
"What are you doing up? I figured I'd have to practically drag you out of bed!"
"Well, I guess I'm an early riser. By the way, I love the new look."
"What new look?"
"The 'hedgehog' look."
"What? I don't-shit!" I cried, finally catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My still damp hair was completely messed up, sticking out in places and lying flat in others. I had to agree with Chad; I did look like a hedgehog!
"Oh God! I'll be back in a minute!" I said, rushing out and back up the stairs into my room, slamming the door. Grabbing a hairbrush, I sat down in front of my mirror to try to tame my hair.
"Hey, Sonny?" Chad said as he knocked at the door.
"What?"
"I didn't mean to upset you. If it helps, you're a sexy hedgehog."
"Really, Chad, really?"
"Quit stealing my line!"
"It's a free country, I can say what I want!"
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"Good!"
"Good!"
"So, are we good?"
"Oh, we are so good."
"Can I come in then?"
"Nope." I said, laughing.
"Why not?"
"Because, I'm-erm- getting changed!" I lied, wanting him to go away. I didn't want him to see me like this any more than he already had.
"Is that supposed to make me want to leave?"
"Chad!"
"Sorry. I'm a guy, I can't help it."
"Well, try!"
"Whatever. But hurry up; we've got to go to work soon."
"Okay. Give me ten minutes," I said, turning back to the mirror, "or fifteen."
I listened as he went back down the stairs, hoping that mom had already left for work. She would definitely have said something embarrassing if she had been there. Turning on my radio, I smiled as my favourite song came on. Dancing along as I did my hair, I got so lost in the music that I failed to notice that the song had changed. And again. And again. Almost half an hour later, I heard a banging at my bedroom door.
"Sonny! We're going to be late! Come on!"
"Shoot! Sorry, Chad, I lost track of time!"
"Wow, I never knew that brushing your hair could be so distracting." He said sarcastically.
"Actually, I was dancing."
"Well, have you brushed your hair?"
"Yeah, hang on, I'm coming." I said, turning off the stereo, then leaving the room. Putting his arm around my waist, Chad lead me down the stairs and out to his car, opening the door for me like a true gentleman. That is, until he spoke.
"Careful not to touch anything. Petunia is very special to me."
"Petunia? You name your cars? How cliché can you get?"
"Shut up, Munroe."
"Oh, so we're back to last names now, Cooper?"
"Sorry, Sonny. Chad sounds much more attractive!" he smirked and I punched his arm playfully.
"You're so cocky!"
"Well, you're right about that."
"I know I-hey! That's not what I meant!" I said, blushing. I can't believe myself sometimes!
"Ha! Gotcha!"
"Shut up, Chad."
"Okay. But, you know, I was telling the truth. I am pretty well-gifted, if you get what I mean."
"CHAD!" I shouted, seriously embarrassed by now.
"Sorry. But we're an item now, so I thought it was something you would want to know."
"Chad!"
"What? We can tell each other these things. Like, you could tell me what bra size you are, and it wouldn't be embarrassing, because we're dating."
"CHAD!"
"Calm down Sonny. You keep repeating my name. Although, I'm sure you'll be doing a lot of that in the near future, but for a completely different reason…"
"CHAD! Stop the frikking car! I'm getting out!" I yelled, embarrassed at the funny feeling I got in my stomach when he said things like that.
"Sonny! Chill, I'm sorry, I'll shut up now. But you're not getting out of the car."
"Swear you're going to shut up?"
"I swear!" he said, trying to look as innocent as possible, but failing miserably.
"You know, you'd think that the greatest actor of his generation would be a pretty good liar, but apparently not."
"So you admit it? I'm the greatest actor of my generation?"
"Sure, Chad, I admit it." I replied sarcastically, although considering the huge smirk on his face, I was pretty sure he took it seriously.
Later, in rehearsals, we were trying to avoid eye contact, and failing miserably. The rest of the cast were shooting us weird glances, as every time we looked at each other we smiled. We didn't want everyone knowing yet, but it seemed like they were going to figure it out anyway pretty soon.
"Chad?" I said when we were finally alone in his dressing room after rehearsals. We had gone straight after we finished, and he was currently fiddling with the lock on the door.
"Yeah?" he asked, finally managing to lock the door.
"I don't think I can do this."
"Do what?" he asked huskily, walking slowly towards me.
"Keep this thing a secret." I said, trying to keep my voice calm when I was screaming inside.
"Well, if you don't want to, we don't have to."
"Are you sure?" I whispered. He was so close now, almost touching.
"Positive. Now shhh, the time for talking is over." He smiled when I laughed at his cheesy 'Mackenzie' quote. I quickly closed the gap between us, and his hands were instantly around my waist. Smiling, I wrapped my arms around his neck, running my fingers through his hair. He groaned, and I slipped my tongue into his mouth. We were kissing like that for a while before we stumbled towards the couch. He sat down, and I straddled him, pushing him back into the soft couch cushions.
I trailed my hands down his chest and he groaned, slipping his hands from my waist underneath my shirt. I pulled away, but only long enough to yank his top over his head and onto the floor. We had done this before, but this time we were in private, the door was locked, and there was nothing to disturb us. So I was expecting it, and perfectly ready for it, when he slowly pulled my top over my head.
Blushing, I automatically pulled away to cover my chest with my hands. He looked stricken for a second, and I wondered why. When I realised, I smiled.
"Don't worry. I'm fine, you aren't rushing me. I've just never gone this far with anyone before."
"Look, I'm sorry, I just got carried away. Do you want to get dressed and go to the canteen or something?"
"No! I'm fine. Chad, I want this. Maybe I'm not ready to go all the way, but I love you, so much, and I don't want to be so shy that I end up a forty-year-old virgin."
"Yeah, but we're only seventeen, you still have plenty of time. If you're uncomfortable-"
"Chad! I'm fine. Honest." I said, and just to prove my point, I kissed him again. And this time it wasn't slow and passionate. This time it was so much more. I felt like I just wanted to be closer to him, and no matter what I did, I still wanted more. Flipping us over, he smiled, running his hands down my bare stomach, fingertips brushing the bottom of my bra. I shivered, pulling his head down more forcefully onto mine.
Twisting so that we were lying next to each other lengthways across the couch, we eventually stopped kissing; just lying there in an embrace so intimate it almost felt like we were still kissing. I had my hands around his neck, and his were still on either side of my waist, tracing patterns on my skin.
We stayed like that, in silence, for a while, until we were shocked by a loud knocking on the door.
"CHAD DYLAN COOPER! Where have you been? You're an hour late for rehearsal! Sonny is too. Wait, are you in there with Sonny?" came Marta's voice, sounding more pissed off with every word that came out of her mouth.
"Chad! She's right, we are late!" I whisper-shouted.
"I know. Whoops. Oh well, they've only just sent Marta to get us, so they must have been fine without us."
"Chad! I know you're in there! The door's locked, and you can't lock it from the outside!"
"Well, what are we going to do?" I asked him, panicking.
"This is just a shot in the dark, but I'd say we should probably go to rehearsals."
"Very funny. I mean, if we leave together, she'll figure it out!"
"And? You said earlier you didn't want to keep it a secret. This is the perfect chance to let people know. Knowing Marta, it'll be all over the news within an hour.
"Okay. Come on then." I said, jumping up and grabbing my top, throwing him his at the same time.
We left together, and I was desperately trying to fix my hair when I saw her eyes widen. Chad was still in the process of putting his shirt back on, and my clothes were all rumpled. Shit. This was going to be bad.