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Sonny.

xXx

I was being pulled ever so slowly back into consciousness. It felt as if I was laying on a pile of feathers, and my body sank into my warm sheets. This confused me- hadn't both Chad and I fallen asleep outside under the stars? Smiling, I realized that he had carried my body all the way from the sky deck to my bedroom. My heart began to race a little, but then I frowned realizing I wasn't conscious when I was so close to his chest. I felt like crying. I could tell it was probably very early morning, so I let myself fall deeper into my mattress and my own mind. Gripping my pillow as if it were Chad's chest, I fell into unconsciousness.

"Maybe you could love me…to replace what I lost…because…I…" My eyes were wide and I relived what had happened a few hours ago.

"Oh, Sonny," He smiled at me, brushing my hair out of my face. After it was behind my ear, he put his fingers on the back of my neck and his thumb stroked my cheek. I close my eyes at the feeling, but reopened them because I didn't want to miss this. I looked directly into his eyes and gasped softly. The stars reflected in his dark blue eyes, reciprocating the same image of the sky.

"You have really sparkly eyes." I whispered, dumbfounded. He chuckled.

Wait…this isn't what happened…is it?

"Sonny," He said, and I could see he was blushing with the little light the stars let off. "I'm already in love with you."

I gasped, and blinked a few times, thinking I hadn't heard him right.

"I'm sorry," I said after a second. "I zoned off. What did you say?" My eyes were still wide. Had I heard correct?

My mind was giving me the perfect romantic comedy scene I had dreamed about with Chad for a month now. My guilty pleasure.

"This is what I said," He whispered. And a lust I had seen just barely before erupted in his eyes and his face came to mine. Our lips touched. And, despite what would usually happen in this cheesy movie scene, I didn't wake up and cry because it wasn't reality. I stayed, lost in my own mind.

"Don't leave me, Chad. I need you." I whispered as our lips moved away, but pulled him back to me when I got the message out.

Despite my dream-like state, my stomach erupted like Mount Everest puking out butterflies. Even though the word "puking" isn't making this any cuter, I used it. My body was extremely hot, and my head went spinning. I could barely register what was going on. Chad was in love with me, and he was kissing me with the same passion I had for him. I put my hands on his neck and kept his lips on mine, daring him to pull away. I felt like screaming with joy as our lips moved in synchronization and I realized that I was in lo-

"GET UP, SONNY!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!" I screamed, and shot up in my head.

My dream was lost. My eyes were open and I saw my room and another nine people in it. Realizing I was blushing as if they had caught me and were watching my dream too, enjoying it as much as I was, I frowned. I had actually been woken up from my amazing dream. I looked at my clock: Eight. Groaning, I flopped back into my bed.

"Oh, no you don't," I heard Alex say, and my comfortable blanket was ripped from me.

Chad was in this room. He was watching this. Had he known what I was dreaming about? Did he see from my facial expression in my sleep that I was dreaming about him?

…I'm going insane! He's driving me crazy!

"You guys are crazy!" I grumbled. "It's not noon yet!"

Something small was on my bed and coming toward me. A small hand smacked the back of my head. "Wet's go, sweepyhead!"

My soft spot for Abbey made me turn back around on my back to smile at her face- her grin was ear-to-ear.

"You're lucky you're cute," I murmured. "Okay, okay, I'm up." I sat up in my bed and everyone cheered.

"Sonny, we're going to make pancakes for breakfast! You have to help Chad because…uh, just help him."

I turned my head to the boy who I had been aware of ever since I awoke. He was smirking at Jayden and what she had said. Seeing him made me blush once again, but I tried to hide it by pushing my hair into my face, but it only blocked the people on the left from view. I could still see him perfectly, and he could still see my blush. And he had.

"What can I say?" He chuckled just like he had in my treasured dream. "I'm more of a pour-the-milk kind of guy."

I laughed. "Okay," I flung my legs over the side of the bed where there was Chad, Ray, Lucy and Ryan. "Let's go."

I ran a brush through my hair real quick and popped in a mint before leaving right behind them.

We all went downstairs. The kids raced as fast as they could to get to the huge kitchen first, but Chad went at a regular pace. I ended up passing him excitedly as I ran down the stairs in my pajamas, just like all the others. He laughed, and Jayden jumped on me so that she could get ahead. I pushed her playfully and she laughed.

"Okay!" I clapped my hands together. "First things first." Chad came into the room. "I'm going to need paper plates for all of you, silverware- the whole shebang." I nodded.

Chad said, "The shebang is this way, kids." And opened the cupboard. I smiled as he brought down a big skillet. I plugged it into the outlet on the island and turned it up to 350 degrees. Getting everything I needed out of the cupboard, I grabbed chocolate chips and an extra spoon.

"Blueberries?" I asked. "Do they like them?"

"Yeah," He nodded, grabbing some out of the fridge and tossing them to me. I caught them easily- that's what five years of softball and volleyball does for you. "Especially Jayden and Alex. They're crazy for them."

"They're crazy for each other," I mumbled to myself as I made the mix. Luckily, he hadn't heard. "What do you like? I'm just going to make extra chocolate chips for me and the others, and the rest plain."

"Chocolate chip is fine." He shrugged.

"Chocolate chip it is." I smiled as I stirred the Bisquick in with the ingredients.

"So," He said simply.

I continued to work. Whenever I cook, it's like I'm in lock step. I'm always focused on one thing. "So." I repeated him.

I poured the plain pancakes onto the huge pan, and the kids outside were debating on putting the forks on the left or the right.

"Sleep well?" He asked. I could tell there was something else he wanted to say.

"Yep. Guess so." Realizing this wasn't what he wanted, I stopped what I was doing and looked at him with a grateful smile. "Thanks for putting me to bed. I guess I fell asleep out there." I turned away, not wanting to go into anymore detail about last night.

"We both did," He muttered as I began to make a blueberry mix. "But…I noticed something, when I brought you to bed, Sonny."

I frowned. "What?" You're irrevocably in love with me? You want to be with me forever? You need me as much as I need you?

"Um…my mom tells me never to bring this up with a girl, right? So I don't really know what to say." The words shocked me.

"Just say it." I said blandly.

He sighed, and walked up to the island next to me and putting his hand over mine to stop my movements. I caught my breath at the touch.

"Sonny," He bit his lip when I looked up at him. "I'm afraid you're losing a lot of weight."

I shrugged it off. "I'm not losing any weight."

"Sonny," He frowned. "I'm serious."

"Me too."

"You might be serious, but it could be a serious lie."

I licked my lips, wondering how to get out of this. "I'm just...I'm fine, okay? I really am. I'm doing a lot better now."

"I really do see that, Sonny." He sighed. "But…you seemed much too light. Like you don't even way over one hundred pounds or something."

I knew he meant it to be over-exaggerated, but when I bit my lip and didn't answer, he gasped.

"Sonny!" He exclaimed, his voice terrified.

"Chad, I'm fine. That's that, okay?"

"You're eating all the pancakes I put on your plate. Are we clear?"

"No." I put the plain on an extra plate and put it to the side. "I'm just not very hungry anymore. It's absolutely nothing serious. Forget about how much you thought I weighed last night." I thought a moment. "And Danielle's right. If I wasn't who I am, I would have kicked your butt for asking me how much I weighed."

I poured the chocolate chips on the pan and waited a few minutes. I bustled around, silent because he was silent. I could feel his eyes on me as I moved, so I made it more graceful. After finishing both the blueberry and chocolate chip, I put them onto the big plate I would serve them on.

"Look," He said it as if it was hard for him to break the silence. "About last night…"

"Pancakes are ready!" I called out to the kids around the corner in the kitchen. They came bustling through the little hallway, licking their lips as they noticed the cakes. "Sorry, Chad, tell me later!"

Chad's face gave away his disappointment, and the look on his face told me he knew I was avoiding his questions. I bit my lip, sighing as I walked with the kids into the kitchen. I just needed more time. I needed more time to find an excuse- any alibi I could think of.

Because if Chad Dylan Cooper found out that I was the tiniest bit anorexic- even for just a week or two- he would go insane.

Chad.

xXx

I watched her move around the kitchen with grace. I bit my lip as my eyes followed every single fluid movement. I could tell she was trying to keep from catching my eye, so I took the opportunity and checked her out from behind. Rolling my eyes out myself, I realized how perverted that sounded. Sighing, I put my hands in my pockets, looking hard at her torso to see how far in her stomach was going. I was confused because when we were swimming, her stomach was perfectly flat and she was utterly healthy for any seventeen-year-old girl. And extremely attractive, but that's not the point right now. I think she's almost eighteen, too.

I frowned, wondering what I was going to say to her. She wasn't fine like she said she was. I'm sure she was better now, but she still needs someone to replace the love she lost along with her mother. The thought made my stomach tickle with anticipation, and I felt the pressure I had felt yesterday night as I thought those truthful words. I couldn't help but feel all the more attracted to her when she said it, and the courage it took to say the words at all made me respect her that much more. I, on the other hand, had just whispered her name and not told her anything that I was feeling. What was I feeling, anyways? I wasn't sure. And then, of course, I took advantage of the situation and her by wrapping my arms around her and whispering that everything would be fine, because I liked the feeling of her body against mine- Sonny, safe in my arms.

I wanted someone to love me, too. Didn't we all? I used to think like that all the time. My mother's love I took for granted. I knew it, too. And I, being as selfish as I am, wanted someone else to love me, too. A woman. And I wanted to care for her and love her and want her. I started thinking like that when I was a little young. When I realized my father wasn't coming back any time soon, I realized I needed someone to tell me everything was going to be fine. That one day someone else would love me, want me, be with me. Like my father hadn't. I wasn't getting a step-dad any time soon, and to be perfectly honest with you, I didn't want one. In fact, the thought of another man in the house made me feel threatened, and I despised the thought.

Then I felt like a hypocrite. My mom had lost both her parents to perfectly natural, old-aged deaths, and the one she fell in love with wasn't even faithful. And there I go, saying that I would be the only man in my mother's life that she could love. I was so selfish. And here we go again- I didn't want Sonny to have anyone else either. Any man in her life other than me would possibly get put in the hospital the day after I found out he existed. I didn't want Sonny to love anyone else- I wanted her to love me- and only me. I flushed at the thought. I was possibly the most selfish person ever. I smiled.

Suddenly selfish seemed like a beautiful word.

I watched her finish some of the pancakes.

Sighing, I decided I should say something. "Look, about last night-"

"Pancakes are ready!" She called. I growled, frustrated with her- and myself for that matter- but it was so low she couldn't hear. The kids' footsteps were coming through the hallway and then they came into the room. They all cheered and licked their lips at the pancakes in their view, and helped push Sonny to the table around the corner. Sighing, I followed, and let a smile to my face as Sonny smile at them. "Sorry, Chad, tell me later!"

"Yeah. Sure." I mumbled, but she hadn't heard. When we reached the table, Sonny praised the fancy placing of the tables. I smiled as I watched her converse with the kids. I caught Jayden's eyes and she winked at me, realizing I was staring at Sonny. I absolutely knew that she knew what had happened last night- she was probably the one who convinced Sonny to put it all out in the open. So, looking at her made me feel naked of my walls, making sure no one got too close like Sonny had- so I turned away.

Everyone sat, and Jayden moved to the seat next to Sonny. Upset that I couldn't sit by the exuberant girl, I sighed and sat next to Jayden. She was upset, too, when Alex had to sit next to me. We all passed the pancakes around, and Jayden got up to help the little kids. Sonny tipped the pitcher over everyone's glass and poured water in them. Smiling at her breakfast she sat back down.

And we all dug in.

"Wow!" Ray exclaimed. "This is awesome!"

"Geez, how do you cook so well?" Scar laughed.

Sonny laughed. "Thanks."

I swear, we all had seconds. Except Sonny. She had made thirty pancakes total, so we all had about three they were so good. Sonny had one and a half. So, I took more pancakes- one chocolate chip and one plain- and dumped them on her plate. She gaped at me as if it were an impossible portion to down. I gave her a look that dared her to put them back. When I went back to my incredible pancakes, a felt a sharp kick in my shin. Sucking in a breath, I turned to Jayden. She looked at me innocently with her legs criss-crossed on her seat. I glared at Sonny, who was glaring at me. She practically growled, but then stared at her pancakes as if they were a bug. She hesitantly picked up her fork, but then rolled her eyes and shoved a piece in her perfect- uh, mouth. I smiled victoriously and then kicked her back- lightly, of course- just to rub it in.

When she finished, there was only half a pancake left. Two and a half pancakes she ate. My mouth twisted as I realized I should have drowned them in syrup and butter, but had forgotten.

Everything had been picked up, and we were all upstairs getting ready for our day. I put on a casual pair of jeans and a dark blue Abercrombie tee. After fixing my hair a bit, there was a knock at the door.

"It's open," I mumbled, distracted by my gorgeous locks. I looked up, expecting it to be Sonny, but it was just the two lovebirds. "Oh," I sighed. "It's just you guys."

"Yep," Said Alex, and Jayden just rolled her eyes and took her hand and smacked him upside the head. "Hey!"

"Look, Chad," She said, sitting on my bed. "I noticed, too. But she's still completely healthy."

"Who?" I asked dumbly.

"Sonny!" She exclaimed. "She's not unhealthy. She wasn't necessarily trying to lose weight, I know that. She wasn't constantly exercising and starving herself like you might think."

"I didn't think that." I objected.

"Guess not," She shrugged. "But did you see how her stomach wasn't pushing in? That's because when she wasn't eating, she wasn't hungry. She ate when she was hungry, and didn't when she wasn't. Your body is too focused on pain- not hunger- when your kind of depressed."

I sighed. "Fine. But- until she weighs over a hundred pounds, I'm fading her double portions in every meal."

Jayden shook her head. "It will throw off her body. She'll gain too much weight."

"Fine." I gave up.

"So," Alex elbowed me with a smirk. "How did it go?"

"What?"

He rolled his eyes. "With Sonny! Last night."

"How do you both know about that?"

"It was my idea," Jayden said proudly.

"Trust me," I glared. "I know. Listen- Sonny and I aren't in love like you probably think we are. We're just not, okay?'

"She didn't say anything like that to you last night. If she had, I would have noticed it in her expressions."

"Yeah, whatever. Just stop playing matchmaker today. It's our last day and let's just focus on you guys, okay? And Lucy, we have to do something she wants to do. I've barely noticed her since you guys got here."

"I'm not playing matchmaker," She smiled. "Because you guys are already the perfect match. And pretty much together."

"Yeah, right." I rolled my eyes.

"Look, dude," Alex smiled. "Sonny's hot!"

Jayden smacked him in the shoulder.

"Ouch," He complained. "You've got to tell her how you feel. Because if what Jayden tells me about last night is true…You have to tell her what your feeling now, before she begins to…well I don't know."

"Before she begins to doubt you care about her, Chad." Jayden concluded. "Better to say it sooner than later."

I bit my lip. I was going to tell Sonny Monroe how I felt about her?