SPOV

I sighed and plopped down on my bed as soon as we stepped in. I glanced at the clock. 10:49P.M. Wonder how long we're gonna stay up tonight.

Chad came over to my bed and mimicked the sighing and plopping, causing me to laugh. Why couldn't he be like this all the time? Why couldn't we be like this all the time?

We just layed on my bed for a few minutes in silence. More than anything, I wanted to just turn my head, reach over, and kiss him. But I couldn't. He would think it was disgusting and never talk to me again. Then he'd go around telling everyone he knew about how funny it is that Sonny Monroe of So Random thought she could kiss someone as amazing as him.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked curiously.

He turned to face me. "How much you wanna kiss me right now."

I stared in shock. Who was he, Edward Cullen? What was up with the mind reading?

"W-What are you talking about?" I stammered. "I don't even like you!"

It took me a few seconds to realize that that was what I had said in the dream I had the night before. When Dream Chad said it was the exact same thing I had said 17 years ago…

Maybe it was God's way of telling me the future…or just wishful thinking mixed in with a coincidence. Either way, I had to find out.

"Chad, what's sixteen plus seventeen?" I asked. I could easily figure it out in my head, but I didn't feel like combining math with my already spinning thoughts.

"Thirty-three. See, I can do math."

Thirty-three...so by the time I'm thirty-three, I'd be married to Chad and have kids that are already of school age? Which would mean five and up. So thirty-three take away five…I'll be twenty eight when I have my first kid, at the maximum? Awesome! Wonder how I'd balance that with acting…

As I thought about my life in the future, I realized how perfectly Chad would fit into it. Scary.

"Do you ever think about who you're gonna end up marrying?" I asked him.

"You have no idea." I thought I heard him say.

"What?"

"Nothing. Yeah, I guess, sometimes. Why? Thinking of getting married already?"

I sat up and leaned against my headboard. "Well, kinda. I think I wanna have a beach wedding."

He sat up too, making his blonde hair shake. "I love the beach! It's my favorite place to be. I'd love to get married at the beach…not saying I wanna get married to you or anything…it's just…a beach wedding…would be awesome." he said, leaving us in a few seconds of silence. "Well, I wouldn't want to get married to you, either!" I shot back. His eyes became smaller, revealing a split second of hurt. "Fine."

"Fine."

"Good."

"Good!"

"So we're good?"

"No, we're not!" I huffed.

"We-We're not?" he blinked.

"No. Not like this. How come we have so much fun together and we act like we're such good friends when people aren't around? Then when we're with them, we're back to hating each other?"

He didn't say anything for a moment. "I don't know, but I don't like it." he said softly.

"So what do we do about it?"

"I guess…we just, stop. I don't know why we change, honestly. But it's not very fun."

"Not at all."

He held out his hand. "Permanent friends?"

I put my hand out and shook his, trying to ignore the electricity between us. "Permanent friends."

Friends. I'm friends with him. Just friends. Which is just great.

"Hey Sonny, if you ever have kids, what would you name them?" he asked.

"I guess…for a girl, it'd be Autumn, Jade, or Brooklyn. For a boy, it would be Jaden, Tyler, or Dylan."

"Dylan? Really, Sonny, really?"

My eyes grew wide as I realized the relation to his name. "No! I didn't mean like, because of you, or anything. I just meant…it's a nice name." cue high-pitched denial voice.

He laughed. "Relax, I was just kidding. You seem to be getting really defensive here, though."

"Defensive? I'm not defensive!" Stupid. Denial. Voice.

"Sonny, can we just cut the act already? Please?" he begged.

"What act?" I asked, honestly confused.

"Well…I know you like me more than a friend." he said bluntly which caused me to blush more than I ever have before. "I don't know if you would actually want to date me though," he continued. "but, I want to. Date you, that is." he was obviously nervous as he moved his hands in and out of his pockets, waiting for a response from me.

I had a blank expression on my face and just stared at him. Did he really just say what I think he just said? My stomach was exploding. I was dizzy. So dizzy. My body grew weak, and my heart was bubbling. Meanwhile, it felt like the whole room was spinning. And the back of my head felt completely numb.

"Sonny? Sonny, are you okay?" he looked concerned. Concerned about me! He cares about me! He likes me! He wants to date me! Chad Dylan Cooper likes Sonny Monroe. I felt like doing a happy dance, right here, right now. But I was afraid that he'd think I'm weird and not want me anymore, so I decided not to. "Wow." I whispered. "Wow? I was kinda hoping for more of a response…" he smiled at me shyly.

"Um, yes, I, wow." there was absolutely no way I could get out in words what I was feeling right then.

"I-It's okay, you don't have to say anything, I understand." he looked sad. Sad! I made him sad!

"No, no! Not like that, Chad. I do like you. A lot. A whole lot. You have no idea. But…I'm just in shock right now."

He moved over to me and put his arm around me, causing the reactions from my body that were already flowing to get even worst. "I feel dizzy." I told him.

"Me too."

"I-I'm sorry, I don't have an exact answer yet. To dating you. I don't know why, exactly. I mean, who wouldn't wanna date Chad Dylan Cooper, right?" I joked.

"A lot of girls, and some boys. But you wouldn't be dating Chad Dylan Cooper, star of Mackenzie Falls. You'd be dating Chad. Weird blonde boy who is lucky enough to be the boyfriend of Sonny Monroe."

"Wow." I repeated. My whole body was red. I had never blushed this badly before. From my face to my feet, everything resembled the color of ketchup.

"You don't have to say yes now. That is, if you would say yes. Just…let me take you on a proper date tomorrow? After everyone leaves?"

"Alright." I agreed. "Tomorrow."

He smiled a smile that is bigger than even I could smile. "Wow, you really are a sweetheart." he seemed to perk up at the last word for some reason. I didn't bother trying to figure it out. I had enough on my mind. Tomorrow, I was going on a date with Chad Dylan Cooper.