Don't you just love chapters where nothing goes wrong? Of course you do. So here it is! :D

Chapter 5-Begs and Pillow Fights

Sonny's POV

"You want what?" I almost yell at Chad, who's sat on my couch, with wishful eyes and a happy smile. He winces.

"I was hoping for a better reaction." He says, smile slightly fading.

"This is huge," I say, "You want me to find rooms for you, Josh and Abby, in my house, for a whole 2 months?"

"I took care of you in my house!" He argues, and I sigh.

"Only for a month."

He sighs, sitting closer to me. "Sonny, you always said you couldn't repay me for what I did. Now you can. So…please?"

I pretend to think about it. Of course the answer is yes, but never hurts to have fun…

"Only if you beg." I grin, and his face falls.

"Beg?" He asks, like he's never heard the word, and I laugh.

"It's this or making your precious house into a B&B for 'weird', as you put it, traveller people." I know he hates the idea of B&B's, even though that's Melanie's idea.

He sighs, "Please?"

…

"Pretty please?"

I stifle a laugh. "More than that…"

He laughs a little, turning on the charm, "Sonny…Sonny-bear…shortstack? M'lady?"

I shake my head, knowing I'm being cruel.

I suddenly jolt forward when I feel a pair of hands come under my arms, and I burst out laughing as Chad starts to tickle me.

"Chad! Stop!" I yell, but he resists, "Chad!"

"Only if you let us stay!" He chuckles, and I shove him off, but he continues. I start to get breathless.

"Okay!" I yell, "Okay!" He lets go, looking pretty proud of his efforts. Now he knows how to annoy me, or blackmail me. Not that he'd do that…

"I was gonna let you anyway…" I say, and he smirks.

"But that would've been no fun, now would it?" He asks, and I roll my eyes, flicking a pillow at him. "A pillow fight, huh?" He asks, and I smile.

"Bring it on!" I yell. I so miss pillow fights from when I was back in Wisconsin as a little kid, and I ace at them, every time..

A few seconds in Chad is down on the floor, begging for mercy.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! I give up!" He yells, and I stop. He gets up afterwards, and I let him up slowly, holding my pillow out just in case he's planning a surprise attack. He lifts his hands in the air in a signalling defeat, surrender, and I put down my pillow. He then grins at me.

"Gotcha!" He yells, tickling me harder than before, and I find it hard to keep in my outbursts of laughter.

"Stop! Please, Chad! You're hurting me!"

He lets go immediately, and I smile. "I'm so sorry, Sonny, you OK?"

I turn back to face him, grinning, before yelling, "Gotcha!"

I start to tickle him, but he runs off, and I follow him out into the pool area (A/N: Yeah, she has a pool too. Chad got a lot for his Sonshine, am I right? lol) He jumps straight into the pool, even though it's November, to escape my tickling hands.

His head goes under for a split second, before coming back up, shivering. I laugh at him, and he smirks a little.

"Your turn."

"Nope." I say, "You enjoy it on your own."

I turn back, only to feel something grab my leg. Chad pulls me in from the back, and I go under, coming back up and coughing up water.

"You jumped in to get me in here!" I yell, and he laughs as I shiver.

"I'm getting out." I say, but Chad pushes me back under.

"Not before me!" He laughs as my head bobs back up.

"What are you?" I ask, "Twelve?"

"Nope!" He laughs, jumping out, his jeans and collarless blue shirt soaked. I climb out and notice my flowery dress is wet too. My hair feels drab along my face, my neck, and I push it away, rubbing away water from my eyes. I chase him up the driveway, slipping a few times, before finally losing him.

"Chad?" I yell, worried as to where he's gone, before feeling a soft thing hit me, and I turn to see Chad holding a little pillow, grinning.

"Now I'm twelve." He smiles, throwing me a dripping wet pillow.

"Chad, what will my Mom say when she sees us?"

Too late. Mom drives up, and when she sees us her face goes slightly mad.

"Sonny?" She yells, "What are you doing with my good pillows? Why are you so wet?"

Chad looks at me, stifling a laugh, and I smile.

"Long story."

"Explain it later," She says, "While you're doing extra chores. Oh, and Chad?"

"Yeah?"

She sighs, "Go home."

"Will do, ma'am." He smiles, before turning at kissing my cheek, whispering, "So, can we stay?" in my ear.

"Yes." Is my simple reply, and he smiles, before heading up the driveway to his car.

"Bye, Ms Munroe!" He yells back, driving off, and I smile, my hand still resting where he kissed my cheek.

And that's why I love Chad.

:D Nothing wrong.

But it won't last long.

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...Maybe... ;)