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Chapter Thirty-Two
SPOV
The wedding was rushed, and we had no family and friends there, and we were tired after the long drive. Yet somehow, it was perfect. I was with Chad, and that was all that mattered. We checked into a hotel, and he carried me bridal-style into our suite. Smiling, I kissed him, and he put me down, locking the door.
"Ready for the Honeymoon, Mrs Cooper?" he smirked, and I couldn't help but grin madly. Mrs Cooper.
"Definitely." I grinned, and he wrapped his arms around my waist, guiding me backwards towards the bed.
The next morning I woke up with his arms around me, sunlight beaming through the huge windows, and lighting up the whole room. I honestly felt like I was in heaven, as cheesy as that sounds.
"Sonny? Are you awake?" I heard Chad whisper.
"Yeah."
"Are you okay?"
"Peachy."
"Glad we did it?"
"Yeah. I love you. I'm so happy to be married to you. It was going to happen anyway, better sooner than later."
"That wasn't the way you felt when I proposed."
"Yeah, but after yesterday-and I still can't believe it was only yesterday, it feels like months ago-I realised that I can't take anything for granted. Especially not you. What's the point of waiting? If I spend my entire life saying 'there's always tomorrow', I'll end up eighty years old, sitting in my house, alone, surrounded my cats, wondering what the hell happened to tomorrow."
"Deep, Munroe, very deep."
"Who's Munroe? My name is Sonny Cooper."
"God it feels so good to hear you say that." He smiled, and the way the light was hitting him in that moment, he looked like an angel. I felt my eyes water, and he obviously noticed.
"Sonny? What's wrong?" he was frowning now, all concern.
"Nothing. Nothing's wrong. Everything's right. That's why I'm crying. I'm the luckiest girl in the world, Chad. Right now, I have nothing but happiness. Nothing but love. Nothing but you."
"Same here. Only, I'm the luckiest guy in the world."
"Really? The best you can manage is 'same here?"
"I'm a guy. I don't really do romantic speeches."
"What are you talking about? What about yesterday?"
"Okay, well, I guess I used up all of my romance juice yesterday."
"Seriously Chad? 'Romance Juice'?"
"Yup."
"You are such a jerk."
"But I'm your jerk."
"No, you're my husband." He smiled, and kissed me, making me shiver. No matter how much he gave me, I always wanted more. And I had a feeling that was only going to get worse, never better.
"Come on, Chad, we need to get home. Mr Condor is going to kill us." I sighed, hating to have to get up, but knowing I had to.
"Aw, c'mon Sonshine. Just a little while longer?" he gave me the puppy-dog eyes, but I wasn't falling for that.
"Nope, not this time. Get dressed, I'm going to get a shower."
"Can I come?" he asked hopefully.
"Nope." I smiled, grabbing my clothes from the floor.
"Please?"
"No! Get dressed, Chad!"
"Fine."
"Fine."
"Good."
"Good!"
"So are we good?"
"No. We're great. We're perfect." I smiled.
"We haven't done that in a while. I've missed it."
"We'll have to argue more often then." I rolled my eyes.
"It's not arguing. It's flirting. And I love it."
"Same here." I smirked, running into the bathroom before he distracted me again.
(A/N: I don't know if it's right or not, but it says on Google maps that its roughly a 4 hour 34 minute drive, so let's pretend it was early morning when they left.)
When we got back, we ran into the house to get changed quickly, and then ran to Chad's car. If we were quick, we could make it to work in time for filming. If Mr Condor didn't fire us as soon as we walked through the door.
Walking onto set, hands entwined, Paul looked up and grinned.
"Why are you guys so late? Something we need to know?"
"Well…"
"Save it, we already know everything."
"Huh? How?"
"Chastity saw you two go into the clinic, then come out all upset. Then she said Sonny broke down in the car. But you guys look happy enough now, so I'm assuming its all okay. Congratulations! When are you due?" I knew it was irrational, but as soon as he mentioned the clinic, I started shaking. Then I realised he, and the rest of the cast, knowing Chastity, thought I was pregnant. And it was all too much.
My knees gave out, and I would have fallen, had Chad not pulled me into a tight hug, holding me up. I was sobbing into his shirt, but he didn't seem to mind.
"What's wrong? Oh God, I've really put my foot in it, haven't I? Sorry, but from what Chastity said, I assumed-"
"Paul! Its fine, I understand. Chastity wasn't lying, we were at the clinic, and Sonny was upset. But not because she's pregnant. Look, we'll explain later, but right now, my wife is upset, and I need to make sure she's okay."
"Okay, sorry. Wait-wife?" Paul sounded confused, and though I couldn't see his face due to the fact that my own was buried in Chad's chest, I knew he looked pretty confused too.
"Yeah. We got married last night. Save the congratulations, or the 'you're too young', or whatever for a better time." Chad sounded moody, and I loved the fact that he cared so much about me that he would be rude to his boss for me.
"You're right, Chad, sorry. I'm going to go set up, you guys come over when you're ready so we can start filming."
"Sounds good. Bye Paul." Chad said shortly, pulling me out of the studio and towards the dressing rooms.
"Are you okay Sonshine?" he asked me once we were locked inside his dressing room.
"Yeah, I guess, just shocked. It was hard, hearing him congratulate me on the pregnancy I'm never going to have."
"I know, I know. Do you want to go home?"
"No, seriously, I'm fine. I can't be like this for the rest of my life, Chad. I can't get upset every time someone mentions pregnancy, or babies."
"Okay, if you're sure. We can go back in a few minutes, when you're sure you're going to be able to face the rest of the cast. I'm guessing Paul will tell them not to bring it up, but knowing Marta she'll mention it just to hurt you, and Chastity…well, she's Chastity."
I couldn't help but smile at his 'what can you do' tone of voice.
"It'll be fine. It was mainly because I was so happy this morning, and I guess I kind of forgot about it all. At least, I felt like it all happened to some other person. Then he brought it up, and I realised it was all real, and happening to me."
"I know, and it's hard. It hurt me too. But we'll get through it, together. And now we're married, it'll all be that little bit easier."
"Yeah. Come on, Chad! Lets' go tell everyone our big news!" I smiled, jumping up from the couch where I was sitting and skipping towards the door.
"What big news?" he asked, looking honestly confused. I rolled my eyes at his stupidity.
"That we're married! God Chad, you're so thick sometimes."
"Oh, yeah, that."
"Yes, that! Come on, I can't stand it!"
"I am never telling you any secrets. Ever." He smiled.
"You're forgetting, Chad. I'm your wife. You can't keep anything from me!" I giggled, and he followed me out the room into the corridor. Wrapping his arms around me from behind, he hugged me tightly. I sighed and relaxed into his embrace. So, I could never have kids. And we would never have a normal life, since we're famous. And we fought a lot, mostly over silly little things. We may have our problems, but no couple is perfect. That's what keeps things interesting…
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