*clears throat*...

WHOO-HOOOO!

Sorry, it's just that MY UNBROKEN CD HAS ARRIVED! I'M SO SO SO SO SO HAPPY! And I love the album ;D

*Sigh*, Anyways... here it is! An update! I have a feeling Channy lovers will first hate, then love, this episode. You will understand more when you read... ;)

So, I feel I should warn you guys - Channy angst scene. Kinda. Well, you'll see...

So... I just wanna say, before we start, thank you so much to all of you! The story has hit it's 50th chapter! *parties*... so, I'm hoping for LOTS of reviews. And believe me, there is a very nice occassion to top of the 50th... ;) Okay, I'mma shut up before I say more.

Ooh, and one more thing before we get going. I wanna give a big shout-out to k.98'PeaceOutSuckas... you are amazing! a) You have Unhealthy obsessions with my story! b) You've reviewed LOADS and every one of your reviews made me smile, and c) You want to enter my contest, regardless of you having no account. Send it in, please - I'd love to read it! :D

Warning - Alcohol to come!

Okay, now, Onwards!

Chapter 50 - One Mistake

*4 YEARS LATER…*

Sonny's POV

I'm alone in a room that I haven't been in since Melanie and Chris's wedding day, listening to the chatter of my mother and some of my closest friends outside. I scan myself in the full-length mirror in front of me. My heart is thumping, so loud I'm sure everyone in the whole of the state can hear it. My clothing is completely different, compared to what I'd normally be wearing; my hair is done up all fancy, with a beautiful white rose in my hair. I look pretty, sure, but I'm terrified.

I'm in Wisconsin, my home state. It's great to be home again – it really is. But it's only for this weekend. Afterwards, Chad and I are leaving the country for a couple of weeks. He hasn't told me where we're going yet, so I'm super excited!

I then hear a knock on the door, and my Mom enters, smiling.

"You ready, sweetie?" She asks, stepping in the small room along with Tawni, Zora, (now 18 years old!), and my Wisconsin friends. Ooh, and Abby. Who, by the way, is now 8 years old. She's grown up so fast!

I try to stay strong, straighten up my back, trying to look brave, confident; ready for what's about to happen. To be honest, that's a hard thing to do when you're almost falling apart with nerves on the inside.

"I… I think I am…" I manage to say, but my voice cracks with anxiety. Mom sighs, hugging me softly, before handing me a bouquet of flowers and grinning at me. She tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear, tears in her eyes.

"I am so proud of you." She tells me, "No matter what happened in your past with Chad, no matter what is to come in your future… you are my baby girl. I am so proud of you and everything you've accomplished, and I'm so honoured to have a daughter as brilliant as you. It feels amazing to finally give you away…"

I feel my smile grow into a nervous grin. Understand what's going on? Yes? No? Well, I'll tell you…

Today is the day of mine and Chad's wedding.

I never even expected this day to come, especially so early. Despite no longer being teenagers, Chad and I are still only 22. But, after one big, awful mistake, we realised it was time.

That was all it took. One mistake. One life changing mistake – lead to the most amazing day of my life…

Confused? Well, let me explain…

It was about 9 months ago – my 21st birthday – when Chad and I decided to start drinking a little. Coz, of course, that's when drinking is legal in US. We didn't get drunk, which was our aim. We just had fun.

Mackenzie Falls and So Random ended about 18 months after the Coopers moved in with me and Mom. It was sad, sure, but really Chad and I were ready to do other projects. So was everyone else. Chad moved on to do a couple of movies – one drama, one comedy. I must admit, he was pretty darn good in them both. I moved on from comedy to music, and had an album out in the last month of that year. I was so grateful when it hit Platinum about 5 months ago! But more on that later…

As for the rest of So Random… Tawni got into fashion. She made a teen range, called Abby Daze (of course, name inspired by Abby) and the clothes were pretty darn cool.

Nico and Grady stuck together, and started on a comedy talk show together. All ex-Randoms, and Chad, have been on it on one show together, and we all had a blast. Nico once also released a rap track, which was pretty cool. Just like the rap he did for So Random that one time.

Zora stayed on So Random for a while – she was only 15, coming up to 16 when the rest of us quit. On her 17th birthday, she decided to move on to directing. She's done pretty well for herself, just like the rest of us. Maybe better than us, as she's five or six years younger than the rest of us and just about as successful. Certainly richer (bar Chad. Y'know – Mack Falls paid big).

I feel so proud of her, like she's my little sister. In fact, I'm proud of us all.

So, back to the whole Platinum album business – that is what started this whole problem. When it was announced, Chad and I were so excited, and we invited like, a hundred people to celebrate with us. Then, for the first time ever…

We got drunk.

Hugely. I know… we were idiots. But the worse is still to come.

We… almost slept together. Please, don't get angry with me. We were drunk, and we were gonna go too far. I know that now. I did then as well. I almost said yes, but I stuck to my guns in the end and remembered what I'd said. No matter how drunk I was – I wasn't changing my mind.

Chad was more… easily affected by the drink. He pestered me about it all night, and when he didn't get what he wanted, he yelled at me and stormed downstairs, saying words I didn't think someone as sweet and kind as Chad would say…

And then, later on, he came back upstairs, into my room…

And slapped me.

That scared me. I'd always felt so safe with Chad. But at this moment, even in my still slightly-tipsy state, I was terrified.

"So suddenly you don't love me anymore, huh?" He yelled as the tears sprung into my eyes. I tried not to cry though. I just tried to remind myself this wasn't my Chad. This was a completely different side to Chad I'd never seen before – a total stranger. And it was all my fault.

I'd been the one to first suggest the party.

I'd been the one to give him that drink.

I was the first to get drunk and then to get him drunk too.

So, it was my fault. Chad was aching inside, hurting me when he never would outside this situation, and it was because of me.

I knew I had to do something.

I led Chad to his room, lying him in his bed. All this time he was screaming at me, telling me not to touch him because I was weak, a liar, a loser (and other words that I'd rather not repeat). Those words didn't bother me too much. They made me a little fazed, sure, but the worse was still to come.

"Don't touch me!" Chad yelled when we got to his bed, "Get off me! I never even loved you, you… you bitch!" (DON'T BEAT ME UP WITH STICKS AND STONES! That hurt me to write, literally. My eyes hurt reading over it, and my heart aches too :/)

I felt like he'd driven a knife through my heart. This was not my Chad. My Chad wouldn't say that!

That's what I told myself all through the night. This was all my fault… what if Drunk Chad had changed My Chad's mind about me? What if I got up the next day and Chad wasn't there? What if he'd just gone and took his siblings with him, out of my life? I was… scared. I loved him, and I couldn't tolerate living without him, no matter what he'd said to me the night before.

I got up the next day, a headache so big it felt like a tonne of bricks had landed on me. Huh, my first hang-over. It was hell. But it still wasn't as bad as the ache in my heart – where was Chad? He wasn't in his room. He wasn't anywhere in the house. I asked Mom if she knew where he was and she said she heard him leave the house around four in the morning. I felt a pang in my chest – he'd left me.

I was so upset that I thought I'd never see the love of my life again. I wanted to talk to him, apologise to him… but I didn't know where he was. Abby and Josh were still here… so he'd just gone. I kept telling myself he just needed space, but at 1:00pm, hours since we'd last talked, that was even harder to believe…

And then, I got a text.

Sonny. Come to Condor Studios, asap. I'm waiting for you.

There was no sender I.D., but I was still confused, and curious. I was also worried that this message was from a robber or a murderer or something. Worse – I thought it was Chad. I was worried he was gonna yell at me, hurt me… the memory of his spiteful words while he was drunk last night had me terrified. The ghost of the slap swept across my face, and I was horrified that he'd do it again. Or… gulp, worse.

But still curious, I went to the studio to investigate. The minute I arrived, I got another text.

Good. You're here. Now, please make your way to Stage 5.

This put me slightly off the idea of Chad. If it was Chad, wouldn't he send me to Stage 2 or 3 – the old homes of Mackenzie Falls (which was now used for a new drama) and So Random (still home for So Random, but changed a lot). What if it was a creepy stalker, wanting to… uh, I won't say any more…

Slightly more reluctant, I headed to Stage 5. Stage 5 had been abandoned for a few years, now that the show that filmed there, 'Hoiser Girl', ended (I really don't know if Hoiser Girl was really filmed there or not… *shrug*). That made it twice as scary. I remembered watching those movies as a kid that Mom told me not to watch, with Lucy, where the little girl went to the abandoned house and got attacked by the bad guy… I didn't sleep for nights after watching those. And now, I was worried I was that girl, walking off to her doom! I tried not to think of it.

I arrived, edgy, and when my phone beeped it took me a second to recollect myself.

Good. Now, please make your way to the back of the stage. There will be a door with a sign on it. You'll understand when you see. Open the door, and go inside. I will meet you in there.

I was reluctant but curious. I made my way to the back of the stage, where there was a single door with a piece of paper.

Sonny x, it read.

I opened the door, my heart rate increasing, and when I entered the room it felt like I'd been transported to a different part of the world. It was one of the star's old dressing rooms – and it had been transformed. The backing wall was of a scene of a deserted island, and a lonely figure stood in the centre of the room. The lights were dim, but nothing to stop me from recognising that figure.

Chad Dylan Cooper.

He was stood, smiling shyly, holding a single rose. He was dressed smartly – expensive black jeans, a white shirt and a black-ish blazer. He looked up at me with pleaded, guilty eyes, and I felt my whole body relax as I ran into his arms, hugging him tightly. He didn't hug me back – he pushed me away lightly, looking into my eyes, and I felt instantly bad. Never had I seen Chad look so guilty of something. So… angry with himself.

"Sonny…" His voice came harsh, raspy… and I realised he must've still been suffering his hangover. "I am so… so sorry… I'm such a jerk…"

"No, Chad." I interrupted, "This was all my fault. I'm the one who got you drunk, I'm the one who suggested the stupid party in the first place. If it wasn't for me doing those things, you wouldn't have said what you said. You were drunk – you didn't mean what you said."

"No, I didn't." Chad admitted, "I could never not love you… I was stupid to say that to you – someone so kind, funny, sweet, beautiful… the truth is, I don't deserve someone as perfect as you."

"Don't say that." I said, "If anything, you're the perfect one. You're amazing, Chad. If anything, I'm unworthy of you."

Chad laughed, "Are you kidding?" I nodded, sorrowfully, "Sonny, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me! I couldn't live without you."

I looked up at him from under my fringe, and he was smiling at me, softly.

"Smile?" He asked, and I tried, but after all that happened the night before, I was finding it hard to. Chad chuckled.

"Remember the first time we kissed?"

I remembered it as he asked – the pressure from the press, all our attempts to kiss that didn't work out, and then we decided to go back to being friends – the hug… and then the kiss. It was like a dream. (Sonny with A Kiss)

"Ah…" Chad said, and I realised the requested smile had crept onto my lips, "Much better."

I whacked him softly on the arm, giggling, and he smirked that old smirk from years ago that I'd missed.

"Haha," Chad smirked as I stuck my tongue out at him, "Remember all those years ago, with that picnic on Lookout Mountain?" (chapter 49)

"How could I forget?" I said with a smile. He turned around, and I followed his gaze to a red blanket and a small picnic basket, on a sand-like surface.

"Well… why don't we relive it?" He asked, "But this time… on a beautiful South Pacific island!"

I grinned. Chad always knows what I want – even up to the last little detail – he even remembered the Dr Pepper! We sat down on the blanket, clinking our glasses together. Chad then looked up at me with shy, wishful eyes, and my heart skipped a beat. He just looked so darn cute…

"Sonny…" He began gently, "To apologise wasn't the only reason I brought you here."

"It wasn't?" I asked, suddenly very curious and excited.

"Uh no…" He said. He took my hand – the one with the engagement ring, the promise ring, and squeezed it softly, "I think it's time."

I looked up at him, knowing straight away what he meant. I gripped his hand, smiling a small, yet real smile, "I do too."

Those next few months went fast. We set a date – 4th May, and it took us five months to get everything set up with St Ryan's Hope Church – the same church my Mom and Dad – and Chris and Melanie – got married in. We're hoping the church's tradition of happy endings applies to us too; although we don't feel like we're gonna need the help.

But hey… just in case, right? I'm a huge believer in jinxing stuff, so maybe I just did…, meh, I dunno.

And now, here I am, in my wedding dress, my bridesmaids – Tawni (maid of honour), Abby, Zora, Lucy, Maisie, Annie, Soph, Jessie (remember? My friends from Wisconsin?)… the list could go on, but I realised any more and the aisle would be clogged up with girls wearing fancy cream and white dresses and carrying little bouquets.

I scan myself in the mirror one last time, smiling a little. The dress is beautiful – custom-made. It's full length, white, and has lines of silver beads along the waistband. (I'll put a picture of it on my profile later) My veil covers my face delicately, and there is a small white rose in my hair. My shoes are traditional fairy tale sparkly, 2 inch heels. My make-up is light, but I still manage to look like a princess. I just wish I had the confidence of a princess – I'm worried I'm gonna faint going up the aisle. Not exactly the perfect thing to happen in a wedding… especially my own.

"Ready?" Mom says to me once more, and I nod, my heart rate getting faster and faster as I walk out of the room and into the room where my family, my friends, my new husband… are all waiting.

As I enter, the band starts playing and everyone stands and turns to watch me. Everyone expect Chad, who is abiding by one of his family's traditions of not seeing the bride until she reaches the alter. He told me about it. He is there, wearing a tuxedo that makes him look so hot, along with his best men, Nico and Grady – he couldn't pick. My Chad, always the fair one. Tee hee ;)

I'm sure I see the two of them whisper something to Chad, and he shuffles around a little. Nico then looks past me to my maid of honour – also known as his girlfriend…

I know. Tawni. Nico. Dating. Crazy, right?

But sweet. I'm happy for them.

By the time I've arrived at the alter, Chad is getting twitchy, and I can almost see the relief on his face as he sees me arrive. He turns to see me, before his eyes go wide.

"Whoa…" He whispers as everyone takes their seats. "You look… wow. Beautiful."

It's a good thing the veil is covering my face, because that way everyone can't see the blush creep up on my cheeks. Mom kisses my cheek sweetly, telling me she's proud again, before nodding happily to Chad, as a sign of respect, pride. He grins, before facing the priest as he greets the congregation.

(Sorry guys. Only been to one wedding, and I can't remember much details. So I'mma skip the wedding. Unless you guys want it as a one-shot, but it won't be much. Tell me if you do want it!)

A few hours later, we're in Green Bay Hall for the wedding. Everyone is dancing and laughing and having fun, and all I can do is spend time with my husband.

Husband. I feel so lucky to call someone like Chad my husband. It's brilliant, like a dream come true. Now I really feel like a princess! (I know… cliché…) And now, all that's left is children… and my life will be pretty much complete.

"I just can't believe it…" Tawni says, her arms around Nico as she wipes her eyes, "My little girl has grown up… and got married!"

I giggle, "Tawni, I'm not your little girl…"

"Still!" She weeps jokingly, "I've known you so long… what if you ditch me now you're married?"

I smirk, "Relax, Tawni, how could I ditch you? you're my awesome Hollywood bestie."

This makes Tawni happy. She hugs me before tottering over to dance with Nico. At that moment, the DJ calls over the mic that it's time for mine and Chad's first dance, and the dance floor clears to leave space for us. Chad looks over at me, smirking, before holding out his hand.

"Shall we, m'lady?"

I giggle taking his hand, "We shall…"

We walk to the dance floor as a slow track I recognise as Lightweight by Demi Lovato comes on, and I grin ear to ear. One of my favourites… (Sorry. After my Unbroken high, I couldn't resist ;))

"A waltz it is then…" Chad says with a smile, before dipping me and swinging me around in proper waltz style, making me squeal and grin and laugh, before he pulls me close and kisses me softly. I wrap my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss, as the people watching 'aw; and clap, before joining the dance. As it finishes, everyone applauds as Chad and I kiss one last time. Chad grins.

"C'mon…" He says, "We're leaving."

"Whoa, whoa…" I say, dragging him back as he runs off. "Now? The reception hasn't even finished!"

"But we have." He winks, "We're going now, to catch the flight to our honeymoon…"

I squeal internally, "Honeymoon?"

"Yup." Chad smirks, "So, let's go!"

We watch from the back of limo as people run after the car, waving, before we fall into each other's arms, smiling.

"So…" I say, "Where are ya taking me?"

"You'll see…" Chad says with a wink, and I growl.

"You know I don't like surprises!"

"Believe me…" Chad says secretively, "You'll love this one…"

I roll my eyes lightly, elbowing my husband as he chuckles.

"So… ready for the rest of our lives, Mrs Cooper?"

I giggle at my new name, "Bring it on."

Wow. I didn't see how cliche that was till I read it over... meh.

Anyways... I just want to say, thank you to all you readers! I am on 449 reviews - that's amazing! That y'all so much for all your reviews, alerts, favourites... you are the reason I write. I've really started to appreciate you - my FanFiction family... you have inspired me. Because of you guys, I will definitely go for a career writing! Thank you all so very very much. I love you all!

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