Candles

Sonny's POV:

I sat in my dressing room, waiting to go home. We only had a couple minutes left of work, and Tawni spent it by looking at herself in the mirror.

"Is that really all you're gonna do Tawni? Look at yourself in the mirror?" I asked.

"Well, it's much more entertaining than staring at my phone."

"Whatever."

Then the intercom spoke (Well, Mr. Condor) "Studio staff, you are dismissed. Go home. Don't expect me to pay you overtime. Just leave or I'll fire you."

And with that, Tawni and I scrambled through the door way.

As I was about to walk out of Condor Studios, I nearly ran into the worst actor of our generation, Chad Dylan Cooper.

"Hey Sonny!" He sang.

"What do you want Chad?" I snapped.

"You."

"What?" I snapped. Did he just…?

"Nothing! I was just wondering…what you were doing?"

"Um, I don't know about you, but like everybody else, I'm trying to go home."

"I don't know, there's a really strong storm goin' on out there."

"What are you trying to say?"

"I'm trying to say, that you shouldn't walk home in the rain!"

He was right, I usually walk home from work, but it was raining cats and dogs outside.

"So? It's not like you can do anything about it…" I responded.

"I'll give you a ride." He said. I raised an eyebrow with disbelief.

He continued, "Really! I-"

Then, at that moment, everything went dark. I could hardly see anything and I was really scared. The power went out.

"Chad?" I tried to feel around me to see if he was there.

"Sonny…Son-Sonny that's my face! What are you doing?"

"Oh sorry, I couldn't see you."

"It's fine…Here take my hand." He told me.

"Why?"

"Just trust me!"

I grabbed hold onto his hand and I knew I wouldn't want to let go. I followed him as he guided me through the Studios to…I don't really know where.

"Chad, where are we going?"

"Just wait."

"How do you know you're going the right way?"

"Sonny, I've worked here for a much longer time than you have. I'm pretty sure I know my way around this place."

"I have a cell phone, if you need light." I suggested.

"Don't need it."

After a few more moments, we stopped. He opened a door and as we walked inside, I could smell cologne. He guided me to a couch and he went to get something. I took my cell phone out to observe my surroundings and the first thing I saw was a magazine with Chad on the cover on a table in front of me. We were definitely in his dressing room.

"I see you found out where we are." Chad said as he sat down next to me.

"Yeah, what'd you get?"

I saw a tiny glow of fire spark, "Candles." He said, lighting them on the table.

"Alright, as you all have noticed by now, we have encountered a power outage. Stay calm, this will blow over soon." Mr. Condor announced through the intercom.

"Well, it looks like we're stuck here for a while." He said.

"You know, you're being awfully nice." I told him.

Although I couldn't see his face clearly, I could tell he gave me a smirk. "I have my moments."

I giggled.

"…Isn't this romantic?"

"What?"

"The candles, us, alone, the dark…you know." He grinned.

"I guess. But don't get any ideas." I quickly tried to change the subject. "I wish I could go home."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I'm just saying, it'd probably be nicer if I could be in my room."

"So you don't like being here with me?" He raised his voice.

"I'm just saying, wouldn't you rather be at home too!" I raised my voice.

"I think you should be thanking me for keeping you out of the storm!"

"Why are you yelling at me?"

"I just think I deserve a 'thanks Chad' for being nice!"

"Well you certainly aren't being so nice right now! I guess the 'moments' over, isn't it?"

"Look," He quieted down. "I'm sorry. I'm just not used to being nice so I thought it would be necessary to ask for a thank you."

I sighed, "Thank you."

"Oh! No no, you owe me more than a thank you now." He smirked.

"What? Why? …You set me up didn't you? You put that whole drama show on just so I'd have to give you something you want, I'm such an idiot."

"No you're not, look at how fast you figured that out. Besides it's not your fault I'm the greatest actor of our generation." He bragged.

"Ugh, what do you want?"

"A kiss."

I stared at him for a while, then bursted out in laughter.

"You're funny Chad…Oh you're serious?"

"Come on Munroe, you know you want to kiss me too. And, you owe me."

I decided to give it a chance, "Well-"

"Plus, I'm just that good looking."

Or not.

"You are the most self-centered, conceited jerk-face I have ever met!" I stood up and tried to head for the door.

"Sonny, wait!" He got up and grabbed my arm. "I'm sorry. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever met, and the last thing I wanna do is hurt you."

"That doesn't explain all of our other fights."

"Well…I…" Then he leaned in and kissed me. Once he pulled away, I smiled.

Then the lights flashed on and I saw his gorgeous blue eyes.

"Okay. Go home now." Mr. Condor said.

"Well, it looks like I'm heading home." I smiled and started to walk off.

"Whoa whoa wait, I didn't get my kiss yet."

"What are you talking about? I'm pretty sure that was a kiss."

"Yeah, but that was my kiss for you. You still have to kiss me." He smirked.

I rolled my eyes and slowly walked towards him. I pressed my body against his and wrapped my arms around his neck. He placed his hands on my waist and I kissed him. It was short and sweet but still passionate. I pulled away, smiled, and walked off.

Note: WOW, wasn't that pretty long? Well I thought it was. xD Please continue to review!