Thank you guys so much for the reviews. I just put up a chapter and got about 5 reviews! Thanks thanks thanks. Okay, so here's my warning…..CHANNY CHAPTER!! Don't say you haven't been WARNED WHEN YOU GET BLOWN AWAY!!! Okay, that's it.
Disclaimer: Sterling Knight belongs to me. I hope you get what I'm trying to say. I don't own him, because this is a disclaimer. So, I claim Sterling Knight, but since dis- means the opposite, I don't own him even though I said I did. Is anyone following?
Chad's POV
Where was Sonny? I wanted to tell her she was brilliant tonight, but she was nowhere to be found. I checked the prop house and her dressing room. I found only Tawni in their dressing room, and Nico and Grady in the prop house. Of course, it wasn't them I was yearning to see.
I decided to check her dressing room again. Maybe she was walking in that direction when I was looking somewhere else? Possibly. I made my way toward the room that hopefully had Sonny in it.
When I reached the doors, I thought about what I was going to say to her. My cheeks flushed whenever I thought about what I wanted to say, but I wouldn't go too far. Like admit my feelings and we'd live happily ever after. That was not going to happen. I definitely don't believe in fairy tales. (A/N remember this line J wink wink) I played with the ends of the flower petals I had for her. There were a total of three of them. There was one red, orange, and yellow. I picked them out for special purposes, but I was too afraid to tell her what they meant. I blushed furiously again.
Okay, I'd just tell her she'd done great, talk about her guitar and mine, and get the hell out of there. Maybe Sonny would ask about the flowers, but I'd just have to tell her that she would have to figure it out for herself.
Alright Chad. Here we go.
My knuckles made contact with her door three times, and I quickly pulled them away. I backed up a step to be polite, because if I was going to swoon her, we shouldn't be arguing.
"Come on in," Sonny called. Her voice sent flutters in my heart as I placed my hand on the door knob. Boy, am I sappy.
I turned the handle hesitantly and immediately saw Sonny sprawled out on the couch. There was paper everywhere. When I looked at one closely, there was just words. On another, there were just letters. Oh, it was a song.
"Oh, Chad!" Sonny was breathless as she tried to kick all the papers out of sight. She succeeded about thirty seconds later. She smoothed down her blue dress that fit her perfectly and looked up, fixing her hair and brushing it away from her eyes. "Hi."
"Helloo." I held it out. I had my hands behind my back, so she hadn't noticed the meaningful flowers.
"What's up?" Sonny twirled her hair around her finger, something she did when she was nervous. You didn't need to be very observant to figure that out.
I eyed her suspiciously as she fidgeted , and she realized I knew she was nervous. She flashed her hand down to the hem of her dress, lifting it up to her thigh so she could fidget more comfortably.
"I just wanted to congratulate you-" I whipped out the flowers- "on your fantastic performance yesterday.'
Sonny's grin was ear to ear, and she took the flowers willingly enough. She looked suspiciously at the colors, though. Please don't ask…
"What do the colors mean?" Sonny lifted them to her nose and sniffed them, obviously liking the smell. She began to play with the petals like I had a minute ago.
"Um…" I looked down. "You'll just have to find out yourself. Later."
Sonny smiled at me and sat down on the cheetah couch, patting the space beside her. I guess she didn't mind being a little close to me, then. Huh.
I sat down next to her, watching as she smelled the flowers and smiled.
"So, you play guitar?" I asked, trying to start conversation.
Sonny laughed. She turned so that she was sitting cross-legged on the couch, her body facing me. I followed suit.
"Yes. Do you?" She giggled. Of course, she thought I didn't. That's what the joke was to her. I was determined to tell her though. I stared at the flowers as I answered.
"…yes."
I looked up just in time to see her eyes flash up to meet mine. Sonny's eyes were full of some emotion I couldn't comprehend. Jealousy, maybe?
"What?" She was in disbelief.
"Yes. I play guitar. Do you need proof?" I asked sarcastically.
"I would very much like proof."
Sonny ran to her closet, and went inside. It was a walk-in closet, so it took her a few seconds to reappear. She came out with a black case.
She tuned it quickly, like a natural. Then she strummed a G to double check. The guitar was quickly handed over to me.
Sonny watched as I sat awkwardly.
"What do you want me to play?" I asked.
"Do you write?" I could see she wasn't trying to seem full of herself.
"A little."
"Let's hear it."
We locked eyes for two seconds before I looked down.
"I don't feel comfortable showing it to you."
I suddenly felt a finger lift up my chin. When I looked up, Sonny's face was so close to mine. I held my breath. What was she doing?
"You don't have to feel that way. It's just me." She whispered, and I could feel her cool breath on my face. It was so sweet. If only you knew, Sonny…
I looked up at the neck of the guitar and set my fingers in place. I took a deep breath, and brushed my thumb across the chords. Here we go…
"Well, I sort of put a name in it…" I trailed off.
"Oh, well. I probably won't know the girl right? It's fine." I could see she was upset I put a girl's name in it. Too bad she didn't know it was hers.
I started again.
I got really nervous when I had to sing.
Hey there my SonshineWhat's it like in New York City?I'm a thousand miles awayBut girl, tonight you look so prettyYes you doTimes Square can't shine as bright as youI swear it's trueHey there my SonshineDon't you worry about the distanceI'm right there if you get lonelyGive this song another listenClose your eyesListen to my voice, it's my disguiseI'm by your sideOh it's what you do to meOh it's what you do to meOh it's what you do to meOh it's what you do to meWhat you do to meHey there my SonshineI know times are getting hardBut just believe me, girlSomeday I'll pay the bills with this guitarWe'll have it goodWe'll have the life we knew we wouldMy word is goodHey there my SonshineI've got so much left to sayIf every simple song I wrote to youWould take your breath awayI'd write it allEven more in love with me you'd fallWe'd have it allOh it's what you do to meOh it's what you do to meOh it's what you do to meOh it's what you do to meA thousand miles seems pretty farBut they've got planes and trains and carsI'd walk to you if I had no other wayOur friends would all make fun of usand we'll just laugh along because we knowThat none of them have felt this waySonny I can promise youThat by the time we get throughThe world will never ever be the sameAnd you're to blameHey there my SonshineYou be good and don't you miss meTwo more years and you'll be done with school And I'll be making history like I doYou'll know it's all because of youWe can do whatever we want toHey there Delilah here's to youThis one's for youOh it's what you do to meOh it's what you do to meOh it's what you do to meOh it's what you do to meWhat you do to me.
Sonny was speechless. I didn't dare look up at her though. Who knew what she was feeling? Appalled, disgusted? I couldn't believe I just sang that to her. She hated it. I'm ruined.
I heard a sniffle. What the hell?
I looked up and saw Sonny with tears springing nonstop into her eyes. She looked away, embarrassed.
"Was it really that bad?"
She laughed despite herself and looked my way.
"Thank you. So much." She leaned toward me. Was she…
Nope. Her head was twisting to the side and her arms were wrapping me into a hug. It felt so warm, though. I loved it. I hugged her back, shirting the guitar to the side. We stayed in that position who knows how long, and I never wanted her to let go.
But, all too soon, Sonny pulled back. She wiped at her eyes and sniffed; she was blushing uncontrollably.
"I want to show you something I wrote, too. The cause of all this mess." We both looked around at all the papers crumbled on the floor.
"When you wished me luck for the show and left, I couldn't stop thinking about you. How you were so close. And not being a jerk." She laughed, "Then I realized that one of my thoughts would make the perfect line for a song." Sonny picked up her guitar and looked at me.
"Wanna hear it?"
"Of course." I was anxious for it. It was for me! Sweet.
She looked nervous, too. So I lifted her chin with my index finger.
"It's just me."
She shook her head.
"If only you knew," she whispered.
Those four words were spoken so passionately, so meaningfully, I was stunned. It could mean so many different things, but I knew I wanted it to mean just one.
Sonny began to strum a soothing melody.
My state of mind has finallygot the best of meI need you next to meI'll try to find a way that Ican get to youJust wanna get to youThe world I see is perfect now,you're all aroundWith you I can breatheUntil you're mine, I have to findA way to fill this hole insideI can't survive without you hereby my sideUntil you're mine, not gonna beEven close to completeI won't rest until you're mineMine...Alone inside, I can only hear your voiceRinging through the noiseCan't find my mind, keeps on coming back to youAlways back to youWanted something out of reachIt's killing me, you're all i see, yeahUntil you're mine, I have to findA way to fill this hole insideI can't survive without you here bymy sideUntil you're mine, not gonna beEven close to completeI won't rest until you're mineMine...Just stop wonderingIf we were meant to beForget about fate and just hold meI'm ready to beginThe waiting has to endRight now, todayI've gotta find a wayMine...Until you'reMine...Until you're mine, I have to findA way to fill this hole insideI can't survive without you here bymy sideUntil you're mine, not gonna beEven close to completeI won't rest until you're mineMine...My state of mind, has finally got thebest of me,I need you next to me...Sonny sang it so beautifully. It made me feel special. Was I special to her?
But those thoughts wouldn't stop me from what I was about to do.
I picked up her guitar and laid it on the ground.
I leaned toward her and cupped her chin in my hand. She looked up at me with her chocolate brown eyes, and they widened as they took in what was about to happen.
I closed my eyes, and pressed my lips against Sonny Monroe's.
