YAY! It's the wedding! (blows one of those party blowers) The marriage of...Chrelanie, I guess? Oh, well, whatevs.

Dedication: I feel like dedicating...so, this one is dedicated to nangelgirl923 for talking to me this whole time I've been writing this chapter. We had quite a talk! ;)

Oh, and I've put times in. This will just help you keep track of time for this, coz it seems to work for AbbielovesChanny on Whisk Me Away. Have I mentioned that story before? I think I have. Go check it out if you ignored me last time, it's worth it :D

Let's read now! :D

Chapter 21-The Wedding Part 1

Sonny's POV – The night before, 8:12pm

Hey, Sonny, The text from Sara says, Chad is with me now, and he says it's OK if you want to hang with your friends for the rest of the day, that's cool. We're hanging with Abby and Josh, fun, right? lol. Anyway, see you later!

I've been reading it over and over since I got it 6 hours ago at 2pm, when me and the others left the Pizza Palace. I would've left earlier, but the queue was huge! This was a major hang-out place of us though, so we wanted to eat here. We demanded.

"Do you know who this is?" Jessie yelled at the waitress when we couldn't get in, motioning at me, and I blushed. "This is Sonny Munroe! The best comedian in the world! Ever watched SO RANDOM?"

Embarrassing…

Now I sit in Maisie's car, on the way back to the hotel, trying to read between the lines. If everything was fine, why didn't Chad send this text?

Sonny, you're being ridiculous, don't worry. Everything is fine, everything is fine, everything is…

"Sara?"

I walk into the hotel room me and Chad were staying at, to see Sara sat on Chad's bed.

"Uh-oh…" She says.

Sara's POV – 8:16pm

Remember, Chad's upset words ring through my brain, Don't let her know I saw her hug Callum. Don't let her know I know her little plan. Just…make up something. I don't want anyone else to know I'm gonna leave, especially her.

I was surprised when Chad burst in earlier, so mad. He said he saw Sonny cheating on him, he said she had 'a little plan' to ditch him altogether after this whole wedding… that she was using him the whole time. He didn't call her Sonshine, or his lady, or even Sonny. He kept referring to her as Allison. He seemed so mad at her – I didn't think Sonny could cause so much pain.

I do like Sonny, but since Chad's my new older cousin, I really need to help him out here. Right now, I'm sat on his old bed, trying to plan out what to tell Sonny.

"Sara?"

I look up to see Sonny stood there, a confused look on her face.

"Uh-oh."

"Where's Chad?" She asks, and I gulp.

"Uh…" (insert light bulb) "…He's still doing the whole 'you guys are getting married' thing. You know? The tradition where the groom and bride can't see each other till the wedding or something like that."

She blinks. I think she's bought it. "OK…that's cute." She smiles. "We'd better get some sleep – big day tomorrow."

And check if she calls Callum or anything like that, just so I know if she is falling for him again. Any signs, tell me tomorrow.

Anything for my big cousin. I watch Sonny, not sleeping all through the night. The things you do for family, eh? But, she never calls anyone. Nothing. She's always sleeping.

And then my phone alarm goes off. 9am. Great. Morning, gotta go help Aunt Melanie get ready for the wedding.

Sonny smiles at me. "Sleep well?"

I nod, hiding the lie with a yawn, and Sonny grins. So that's the stupid infectious grin Chad was talking about…

"Let's go!"

Chad's POV – the wedding day! 8:20am

I wake up to the alarm clock going off, in the same bedroom as Josh and Abby.

The wedding today. Yippee. I'll admit I'm kind of excited, it takes my thoughts away from Allison for a split second or so.

I can't believe what she did to me. Seeing her hug Callum and then reject me over a text hurt like a slap. A very hard slap. One that Chaz would usually take for me, or he would if he still wasn't covered in minor casts. He's recovering, sure, but still…

Oh, great. Another thought that brings me back to Allison and all the fun days we had together, or what I presumed at the time.

What is she even thinking? Moving back to Wisconsin? What about her stupid little comedy show? Do they even know about this? Or was I the only one that was clueless that my girlfriend wanted to get away from me?

I don't know, maybe I'm just going crazy after seeing Allison hugging another guy. Maybe I overreacted a little, I mean, what kind of couple loves each other that much anyway?

The answer – us. I even feel a little bad for rejecting her nickname Sonny and now calling her Allison, unlike anyone else in the world.

This doesn't mean I'm not changing my plan. I haven't had a change of heart at all; I still know Allison loves Wisconsin more than California – and more than me. Fine, she can do whatever she wants, I don't control her.

"Chaddy?" I look up to see my little sister's innocent face staring up at me. "Is everything OK, Chaddy?"

If only you knew, sweetheart. "Yeah." I say, tired, "Everything's fine."

"Where's Mommy?"

I blink. Uh, what?"

"Sonny?" She corrects herself. I try to stop myself from crying in front of or out bursting at my 3 year old sister. It's not like she knows what Allison did to our family. Well, to me. Don't want to exaggerate.

"Uh…Sonny's back in the hotel." I say, "And…she's not your Mommy, OK? Melanie's gonna be your new Mommy."

Abby smiles, a few little teeth shining bright, "Is Sonny gonna be at the wedding and the reception?"

"Uh…yeah." I say, "But…we're not gonna be sat with her. I'm sitting with Daddy and Melanie on the big middle table, and you're with Josh and Sara and Gran and people like that." I cringe, trying my hardest to say her nickname, "…Sonny will be sat with her family and some of her friends who were invited."

Abby frowns, "But I wanted to be with Sonny!" She pouts, and I sigh.

"Me too, Abby." I say, "Me too…" And I'm not talking about seating plans here.

I put Son… - .Allison to the back of my mind and smile a huge smile for my sister. Here's where my escape plan starts.

"Abby? Can you do me a really really big favour? Think of it as a game? A big girl game?"

She nods excitedly. I know she loves it when I call her a big girl, she is growing up after all.

"Can you go find your bag with your clothes in it?"

She smiles, "Easily."

I laugh, "Ah, but to make the game harder, you have to do this with no-one seeing you, OK?"

"I can do that. She smiles, walking off in her 'big girl' walk, and I laugh.

"That's ma girl."

9:00am

After Abby got her bag (very sneakily) I packed her stuff in there, making sure no-one came in. Abby was my little guardian, watching the door and telling people who tried to come in that me and her were busy getting ready. I know that I'm taking advantage of my sister, but it's for our own good. So long as we can get out of this state as soon as possible, I don't care who I take advantage of. I just need to get out of here, right after that wedding.

"Chad?" Someone knocks on the door, and I hide the bag as my Dad enters. "There you are!" He says, "Get into your tux, we're going any minute now."

"OK, Dad." I say, rooting through my closet to find the tuxedo. I well up with tears when I see the note Allison left in the pocket.

Hey! Have fun as the best man, remember, I love you! Sonny xxx

Even in notes she was good at lying. Or maybe at that point she still loved me and didn't even think of staying in Wisconsin. After all, I did get that tux back in California.

Either way, the message is now dead to both of us.

After I'm changed into my tuxedo I leave with my Dad and the kids into a car to take us to the church for the wedding. I squeeze Abby's hand and she giggles, before falling asleep on my lap.

She looks adorable. Her hair is wavy and has a little lily in it, and her dress from back in California is a beautiful cream colour packed in a little bag ready for when she gets to Melanie's. My sister – the adorable one.

Even Josh looks somewhat presentable, wearing a tux that seems far too big for him. I ignore when he picks his nose, before almost gagging at him. OK, so he looked presentable 20 seconds ago.

And I must say, I do look pretty darn good. OK, so she's a liar, but Allison does have really good tastes in wedding clothing.

We drop off Abby where Melanie and the girls are staying, because she's a bridesmaid, and will need to be there with them. Aw, my little sister, the big girl.

We arrive at the church, hearts racing, as other people start to arrive. (A/N: Now, sorry if I get anything wrong, because like with the ice-skating, I've never been a best man/groom at a wedding (duh) so I have no clue what happens. I was a bridesmaid, but that's it. One wedding, when I was six. I'll do my best though) I feel around in my pocket to find the rings, and I smile when my palm connects with the little hoops of gold down there. My duty to keep them safe – never really thought I'd have to say that. As the vicar explains everything one last time, it all seems too much. Someday, I'll be stood in my Dad's position. Dunno who with though, not anymore at least. It's a shame that only two days ago, I was sure.

It's then when we're shown into the church.

Sonny's POV – 9:00am

I wake up to the sound of birds chirping on such a sweet day, and I smile. Melanie and Chris's wedding – and I'm a bridesmaid! I'm so excited! I watch as Sara shuffles about in the bed next to me, groaning. I understand her pain – getting up as a sixteen year old girl is torture.

"Sleep well?" I ask her, and she turns to face me. She nods, but yawns at the same time. Ah, morning yawns. I get a good look at her and realise something – she looks super tired. Maybe she's been excited all night and couldn't sleep. I know I would be like that if I hadn't been so tired after screaming my head off at the hockey match and stuffing my face with pizza afterwards.

I grin at her, "Let's go!"

We run down the stairs to where Melanie is sleeping with her Maid of Honour and another bridesmaid (her sisters) (A/N: Sick-minded people, shut up) and knock on the door. Melanie opens it, and she's grinning super hard. As hard as I was when I first woke. I then look at Melanie's older sister/the Maid of Honour – Emma – and laugh. She has the same expression as Sara did earlier – way too tired, but has no choice, and it just putting on her smile.

We spend hours getting changed, getting our hair styled and beautified. Chad drops off Abby, but doesn't talk to me. He doesn't even come in to see me. I guess he's still going with this little act that we're the ones getting married. I giggle at the thought.

At about midday, we're all ready. We have half an hour to get to the church. Melanie walks down the stairs, me and Sara holding up her train, Abby holding the flowers for her. Her Dad is here too, holding her hand tight. He's giving her away.

I wish my Dad was still alive to give me away when my wedding comes along. I guess I'll ask my Mom to do it. She's been with me this whole time, and I want her to be the one that hands me over from the Munroes to the Coopers.

I almost cry, but I stop myself (don't want to mess up my make-up before I see Chad) as Melanie's Dad moves a strand of hair from her face like she was a little girl going to her first day at school.

"Second time lucky." He grins, and she laughs.

"Trust me." She says, "This one will be different."

"At least you've known this one for a longer time." Her Dad sternly says, and she laughs.

"I was drunk, OK?"

I blink, "Drunk?"

"It was on a night out in Vegas." Melanie explains, "I just got married to the barman. I've changed though, I swear. I used to be alcoholic…Chris has changed me. A lot. I'm so thankful for him."

I smile, "You're not the only one who's thankful for a Cooper sweeping you off your feet."

She grins, "Of course. Chad." She says, "You have something special there, Sonny. Don't lose him."

"I won't." I say, "I promise."

"And remember." She says in the same tone as her father before, "I will be his new Mom, so if you do anything to harm him…"

"I won't!" I laugh, and she smirks.

"I know." She says, "I should be more worried about him hurting you."

I ignore that last bit.

I look out the window and grin. The church. Everyone's in there.

Melanie smiles, her eyes glistening with happiness, not tears.

"Here we go." She says, "Wish me luck."

"You don't need it." I say, getting out. I grab my little flower bouquet, giving Abby her little basket of petals, before getting out the car. I poke my head around the door to signal that we're there, and the vicar notices, asking everyone to stand. Here we go…

Chad's POV – 12:35pm

"Five minutes late!" Josh says, bored, and I sigh.

"Josh, its fine." I say, doubting a little myself, "Don't worry – they'll be here."

"And remember, Dad." He whispers into my Dad's ear, "It's not too late to back out."

I give him a glare and he shuts up.

"Don't worry, Dad." I say, "She'll be here."

As if by magic, at that moment, the vicar motions that Melanie is here. Dad smiles, standing up, and I stand to his right, checking for the last time that the rings are in my pocket.

…

"Looking for something?" Josh asks behind me, and I look to see him holding the rings. I snatch them off him and smile at my Dad, as if nothing's wrong.

He's not looking at me though. He's looking at the door. I turn too, just to see what everyone would be so intrigued at, every wedding.

Here it comes.

At that moment, Abby walks in, guided by another bridesmaid – one of Melanie's nieces, I think. Not Sara, though. Abby throws petals softly to the ground (A/N: GLC watchers, like Charlie does when Bob and Amy get remarried) and I admire how cute my little sister is.

Then the bride comes in, and you can hear her half of the room sigh in relief. I guess she's had a wedding before – and it failed. Good thing this one didn't – she'd be dead.

Behind her, a sight both lifts me up and knocks me down. Sara is holding the train, right next to Allison, and I gulp.

Sonny looks beautiful. Her dress really is amazing – a creamy white, kind of like Melanie's. She's holding a small bunch of lilies in her hands, and she has one in her hair. She looks shy, excited, and I smile.

Then I remember what she did to me. Why did I even call her Sonny then? Sonny is dead to me, its Allison now. And I dislike Allison. A lot.

As the band ends the wedding march song, Melanie arrives. Dad smiles at her, and I smile too. Then I see Allison look my way and pretend I didn't see. This is my Dad's day, after all.

"Dearly beloved…"

Vicar got a lot of lines, am I right? NO. I'm not.

Now since while talking to nangelgirl923 earlier, I promised a little preview of the next chapter. So here it is!

It's time for the reception!

I take the Maid of Honour's arm in mine and walk her out, followed by Dad and Melanie. I could use this to make Allison jealous, but no. Coz this woman is just a biut older than Melanie. Ew...

Three couples...

Channy...

Sonny heads my way, and I look away. Too late. She's seen me.
"Hey, Chad!" She smiles.
Uh-oh...

Chrelanie...

Their first dance...so beautiful. I bet this couple will last. Unlike Channy. Unlike Sonny and Chad. Unlike any nickname you have for me and Sonny. ChadSon, whatever.

And...

_ and Callum? WTH?

TOMORROW! :D

Awesome! So, I put _ and Callum because, well, I can't think of a combo name for these two, and I don't want to ruin the surprise!

See you tomorrow! Free for any guesses, suggestions for next chapter, anything.

Peace out! :D