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Chapter Twenty-Eight

When I woke up in the morning, Chad wasn't there. I panicked for a second, all sorts of scenarios running through my head, but then I heard the shower running. Sighing in relief, I slid out from under the covers. I smiled when memories of last night flooded my mind. It hadn't even hurt this time. I jumped when the bathroom door opened and Chad walked out, a towel around his waist. I hadn't even heard the water turn off.

"Sonshine? You okay?" he looked worried, but I smiled.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Actually, I'm great. Perfect. Couldn't be better." He smirked.

"I knew I was good, but…"

"Oh shut up Chad!"

"Okay. You want anything for breakfast? Or brunch, since it's almost twelve."

"Really? It can't be!"

"Well, we did have a late night, and you were pretty tired out…"

"Chad! Anyway, if we eat before twelve, it's still breakfast. So if we're quick, we can still have cornflakes!"

"You're a freak, you know that?"

"Yup. Now c'mon, I'm starving!" I grabbed his hand and started dragging him out the room, before realising I was still only wearing the skimpy tank top and boxers, (Chad's), I had slept in. Running back into the room, I pulled on some jogging bottoms, (Chad's again), then ran back out.

"You know, you look good in my clothes, Munroe. Almost as good as I do."

"Arrogant much? Anyway, trust me; I look much better than you."

"Oh, who's the arrogant one now?"

"Still you. When I compliment myself, I'm telling the truth."

"Ouch. That hurts, Sonshine, that really hurts." He put his hand over his heart and pretended to stagger, as if he was in pain. I just laughed.

"God, Chad, you're such a drama Queen!"

"Drama King, actually. I am a guy. You should know that by now. Unless you need me to show you exactly how much of a guy I am?" he whispered in a seductive voice, bringing his face close to mine so I could feel his breath on my face, making me shiver, but not from the cold.

"Maybe later. C'mon, I'm hungry!" I pushed past him and walked into the kitchen, trying to hide my flushed face. The things he did to me…

"So, Sonshine, you want cornflakes?"

"Please!"

"Oh. Damn. There isn't many left. We'll have to fight over them." He grinned, holding out his hand.

"Rock paper scissors, Chad? Really?"

"Well, I'm not exactly going to wrestle you for them."

"Fine. Let's go." The next few minutes were spent playing rock paper scissors and bickering. I accused him of cheating when he won for the fifth time, and he dropped the box in outrage. I jumped, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him, before whispering 'thanks' in his ear. He looked confused, then shocked when I pulled away, bent over to grab the box, and ran out of the room.

"Oh no you didn't! Sonny Munroe, you are so going to get it now!" he yelled after me.

"Not if you can't catch me!" I yelled over my shoulder, laughing as I ran up the stairs and into his bedroom. I turned to shut and lock the door, but apparently Chad was fast, because he was already there. I yelped and ran around to the other side of the bed, holding the cornflakes behind my back. He smirked and started to walk around the side of the bed, but I went the opposite way.

We were doing this for a while, when he suddenly jumped onto the bed and dashed towards me. He tugged, and I jumped on the bed to meet him.

"It's over, Sonshine, just let go." He smiled, but I just smirked right back, a plan forming in my head.

"It's not over until I let go of the box. And I can guarantee that isn't going to happen anytime soon."

"Oh really?"

"Yes, really." I grinned, before putting my arms up and twisting the box, dumping the contents all over his head. He looked at me, shocked, but I was too bust staring at the bed around us to care.

"Chad! You said there were only enough cornflakes for one of us to have them. This is, like, the whole box! What the hell?"

"I wanted to annoy you. Plus, I eat a lot of cornflakes."

"Seriously Chad?"

"Sorry. Trust me, I wouldn't have lied if I knew you would empty the box over my head."

"You're such a jerk sometimes, Chad."

"But you love me anyway. Right?" he suddenly looked worried, so much so that I just had to laugh.

"Of course I do, dopey. You may be a jerk, but you're my jerk." I smiled, and he kissed me. It got heated pretty soon, and it wasn't long before I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist, momentarily forgetting we were stood on the bed. He stumbled and fell backwards, and I ended up sat on his lap on the bed, in the midst of a sea of cornflakes.

Yes, we were odd. Yes, we were different. Yes, we were the last people you would ever expect to see together. But yes, we loved each other. And yes, we had our fights. We had our disagreements. But in the end, we loved each other, and isn't that all that matters? We made each other happy. And yes, sat there with him, surrounded by cornflakes, I was happier than I could ever remember being, with any other person.

"Sonny?" he pulled away for a second, and I smiled slightly, confused.

"Yeah? What's wrong?"

"I love you. So much. I really do. I never thought I would love anyone like I love you. Ever since my brother, and my parents, I thought that anyone I ever loved would leave me. That's why I'm always so distant around everyone. I dated girls, lots of girls, because it would ruin my image if I didn't date, but if I stayed with one girl for too long, I might fall in love. And I couldn't let myself fall in love. Because it always ends in disaster. But then you came along. And I didn't even have to date you to fall in love with you. From that first time we met, you remember, when you insulted me and I got mad?"

"Yeah, I remember? How could I forget? That was the first time I ever spoke to you."

"Yeah, well, I think I even loved you then, if only just a little bit. And over time, no matter how much I told myself to stay away from you, to avoid you, I never could. You were like a magnet, I was drawn to you. And I know it sounds cheesy, and cliché, but I have to do this."

"Do what, Chad?" I asked, placing a hand on his shaking shoulder. I wondered what on earth could be so important that it would make him shake.

"I can't leave myself open to heartbreak. Because it hurt enough with my parents, and my brother. But I love you ten times more than I ever loved them. But if I stay your boyfriend, you could leave me, or I could hurt you and make you leave, so easily."

Oh no. He wouldn't, would he? He wouldn't dump me so that I couldn't break his heart later? Surely he should know I wouldn't give him up without a fight. Holding back the tears, I listened as he continued speaking.

"I know we haven't been together long, and I know you've never done anything to make me think you're going to leave me. But I don't think I can live my life worrying about you breaking my heart. At least this way, you can't just walk away from me. And vice versa."

Bracing myself for what I was sure he was going to say, I nodded for him to continue. I was prepared for him to tell me he wanted to break up. I was ready for him to ask me to leave, his house, the show. It would still hurt, but I was expecting it. This was why I was so surprised by what he said next.

"Sonny Munroe, will you marry me?"

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