Hey guys! I know - update. Thing is, I bring bad news with this chapter...

Two pieces in fact. Bad news number one - This chapter is mega short. Like, half it's usual side. But I wanted this chapter to just be Chad's side of the wedding, and next chapter will be the honeymoon stuff, which will all be romantic and fluffy and splidge. Ya, made-up-word. Lol :P

Bad news number two - this story is COMING TO AN END! *cries for 15 minutes straight*. I know, it's so sad... but I'm running out of drama and ideas. There will be 3/4/5 chapters after this, but after that... we will say a fond farewell to LWMS. *cries again*.

Now for the two pieces of good news! Good news part one - to k.98'PeaceOutSuckas (I did that by memory, please don't hate me if it's wrong) Please don't stop begging! Me likes your begging! I always smile when I see a review from you!

And good news two... this story hit 500 REVIEWS! WHOOT! I just wanna thank you all so so so much for that - when I started this story, I didn't expect it to do as well as it's processor... but you guys proved me wrong! C'mon, keep reviewing! Let's see how many we can get by the end!

Meh, now I realise this AN is TOO LONG, so I'll just say... enjoy! And I don't own SWAC!

Chapter 51 - The Other Point Of View

(Coz it's CDC's POV of the wedding. I've been puzzling on that for ages. I know. Brilliant name for a brilliant chap -_-)

Chad's POV

C'mon, Chad. You can do this. Just… stay calm. Relax.

Relaxing is the last thing on my mind though, right now. At the moment I'm just trying to not pass out from nerves. That would be an embarrassing thing to do at my own wedding.

Yup. Wedding. Me, and Sonny Munroe. Someone pinch me – this has to be a freakin' dream.

I tried that earlier – pinching myself – but I didn't wake up. I expected to come round as a 16 year old boy, stupid, rude, with a big ego and surfer-boy long hair, with Sonny Munroe being just a girl in my dreams. Something of my imagination. Because, I swear, Sonny Munroe is just too good to be true.

And yet, I'm stood in a church in Wisconsin, with her family and mine behind me, as I wait impatiently for my beautiful new wife to come striding down the aisle, looking as perfect as usual – only this time, in a white dress, made especially for my bride. I twiddle my thumbs, my heart racing and my mind spinning, as I try to process how I, Chad Dylan Cooper, could've landed someone like Sonny. I mean, she's just so perfect and I'm so… not.

That was proven during the party we had when her album hit Platinum a five months ago. Sonny, even in a drunken state, was still as innocent as ever, refusing my demands to… go too far. And I'm proud of her for standing up to me like that. More and more memory of that night came back every day for days after it – and to be honest, I wasn't pleased with what I saw. I was surprised that I could be so… untoward; especially to the woman I love the most in the world.

I was disgusted with myself. That night, I slapped Sonny. I yelled at Sonny. I told her she was worthless, that I didn't love her, among other things… well, I've decided – I'm never getting drunk again. Not if it makes me do that. I vowed to myself that I'd protect Sonny, and that night, I did quite the contrary. And I was horrified to find it out.

Even in my drunken state that night, there was a small part of me that was still me – and I remember rolling around in the bed in the guest room that night, listening to that small part of me scold myself, for being such a loser. If Sonny could stay so strong in such an awful situation… why couldn't I?

Because I was a mess. I was a complete train wreck, and I knew I had to clean up that mess, bit by bit, until everything was clean, or as clean as it could be. As the night went on, I got more sober, and as that happened, I got angrier with myself. Early in the morning, I decided I had to leave. Get things straight in my head. It didn't even occur to me that if I was driving, I should've at least waited till the morning to make sure all the alcohol was out of my system, but at that moment, I didn't care. I just needed some space to think things through.

So I drove, alone, to the place where it all started – where I met Sonny – Condor Studios. I hadn't been working there for years, but I knew no-one would be around, and if I could get past the guards, I'd have some peace and quiet.

I snuck around the back of the studio, reaching Stage 5, which had been abandoned for a few years. I found small room at the back, and was surprised (and a little spooked) to see the door wasn't locked. But, slightly reluctant, I entered. There was a single chair in the middle of it, and I sat in it, because my feet were killing me and I felt like I was either gonna hurl or faint (reminder – never drinking again). I lied back in the chair and allowed myself to daydream. And that's when I realised…

I had to apologise to Sonny, for being a total jerk to her.

And in my tired-yet-awake, still-half-drunk state, I came up with a plan.

It took a while to get it together. I had to visit the So Random supplies closet for a few props, a backdrop, and so on, and all while avoiding the Condor Studios security. When everything was set up, it was almost noon. And that's pretty good going, considering I was alone and I only started early morning. And I was avoiding people left, right, and centre. If I got caught, I'd probably have been locked up for trespassing or something… not a good idea.

But hey, I avoided being arrested, and the abandoned room now looked kinda nice. Like the kind of place Sonny told me she wanted to go to someday on vacation or something. A sandy, white beach on a quiet, peaceful island in the middle of nowhere. I gazed into the backdrop that I'd found at So Random, and had to admit, this deserted island thing looked pre-tty good. I remember thinking that maybe Sonny and I could go somewhere like that on vacation – only if my plan worked and she forgave me.

Hmm… romantic place, check. I'd snuck to the cafeteria and found some food to put in the basket I still had in my car to make a picnic. Romantic picnic, check. And I had an idea of my aim in my head – all that was left was to get Sonny here…

But how? I couldn't just call her and say "Get over here", coz a) it would be rude, b) it would ruin the surprised, and c) she might not have come, if she knew it was me. She may have been avoiding me after last night.

I remembered Sonny was a very curious girl, and couldn't resist a phone call telling her to come somewhere, no matter how many of the scary movies and strict parent talks about not meeting with strangers had advised her not to. So, I blocked my caller I.D. the way Zora had taught me (really, don't ask), and sent her a text.

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

It felt weird not signing the text with 'Chad' or 'x' on the end, but I knew if I did either of those she would probably assume it was me. I wanted to keep it a surprise. I didn't get a reply from the text, so I assumed three or four things. First – she was on her way. Two, she ignored it. Three, she hadn't seen the text yet. Four, she'd been kidnapped or the house had caught on fire or something (that one was highly unlikely, I know).

About 20 minutes later, and I was getting impatient. Our house isn't that far from the studio… Sonny would've been there by now, if she was coming. So, I came to the conclusion that she's wasn't.

I headed out of the studio, towards my car, trying to get my head straight. I had so many questions. Should I go back to the house? Should I go see Dad? Should I just drive as far away from here as possible and jump off a cliff? Actually… scratch that. Suicide wasn't an option – not then. Not at 22, with my whole life ahead of me, and no conformation that Sonny and I were actually through.

Besides, it was then, when I walked to my car, when I realised that I shouldn't give up on Sonny yet.

A little red car drove across the parking lot, and I hid as I watched the familiar car park in an empty space and a brunette beauty get out. She checked her phone over the rim of her sunglasses – once, twice, before scanning the lot like she was looking for someone. I grinned.

Sonny. She had come.

I reached for my phone as I headed back to Stage 5, and sent another text.

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

I did the same for a few minutes, directing her around; before she arrived at the place I was waiting. When she opened the door, I tried for a smile, but it was hard when I remembered what I'd done to her the night before. The memories made me feel sick, and I was so upset I thought I was just going to get down on my knees and grovel at her feet. I didn't care if I lost my dignity for it – it was better than losing her all together.

I was holding a rose, like in those sappy movies, and looked up at her with hopeful, apologetic eyes. I was trying to speak, apologise, but the words got caught in my mouth, messed up in my head, like I'd suddenly had a panic attack. Never had I been so lost for words in my life. But I knew I had to say something.

"Sonny…" I said, my voice raspy because I hadn't talked, or drank, since last night, and my throat was sore. Plus, my head still ached after the stupid alcohol. "I am so… so sorry…" I heard my voice crack as I saw the concern in Sonny's eyes, and prayed a thank-you in my head for not letting her go totally against me. At least I knew she didn't hate me now. "I'm such a jerk…"

"No, Chad." Sonny interrupted, walking towards me, "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 my doing those things, you wouldn't have said what you said." She smiles a little, and I feel the hatred towards myself melt. "You were drunk." She adds with a giggle, "You didn't mean what you said."

"No, I didn't." I agree, "I could never not love you… I was stupid to say that to you – someone so kind, funny, sweet, beautiful…" I took her hands and held them tight, "The truth is, I don't deserve someone as perfect as you."

"Don't say that." Sonny frowned, "If anything, you're the perfect one." I laughed emotionlessly in my head. Yeah, right. "You're amazing, Chad." Sonny assured me, nonetheless. "If anything, I'm unworthy of you."

I laughed. She was joking, right? "Are you kidding?" She nodded, and I chuckled. Crazy… "Sonny, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me! I couldn't live without you."

Sonny looked up at me, and I felt my heart leap. Sonny Munroe – the girl who was perfect just the way she was, but didn't know it. (I only just realised how Bruno Mars-y that sounded. Meh… continue) "Smile?" I asked of her, but she shook her head. I frowned before figuring out how to make her do so. "Remember the first time we kissed?"

At this she smiled, and I rewarded her for showing her beautiful smile by returning it, making both of us laugh. "Ah…" I sighed, "Much better."

She smiled at me, happy, and I realised I'd been forgiven for my stupid mistake. And that felt amazing to know that I had been forgiven for my greatest mistake.

I treated Sonny to the picnic on the 'little island' I'd created earlier, and she seemed to enjoy it, before I remembered. I wanted this to be it. I wanted our mistakes to be over, and I wanted to finally get married to Sonny Munroe. I wanted her to be my wife, finally.

"I think it's time." I told her. To my surprise, she gripped my hand, and smiled.

"I do too." She replied.

So, that was that. The wedding was set, for 5 months later. Sonny invited everyone – from old Condor Studios staff to Wisconsin family members to old school friends. She invited so many people I was worried that her side of the church would be significantly fuller than my side.

So I tried. I found all of my old cast members (who, apart from Chastity and Skyler, I'd almost lost touch with), my extended family and long-lost friends from all over the states. Some of them even came from Texas, Florida, saying how big I'd got and how proud they were of me and how excited they were for the wedding, the women begging to meet Sonny and the men giving me advice on married life that I tossed into the "Save Just In Case" file of my mind. You know… just in case.

Considering Sonny and I are getting married at the 'church of happy endings' though, I don't think they will be needed.

And so, those five months went way too quick. I look back at the scene behind me, with the crowd gathered, along with a few flashes of cameras, both inside from our parents, and outside from the sneaky paparazzi. I turn back, to look at my watch. Eleven… the ceremony should be starting now. I'm freaking out – worrying if everything's gonna work out – if Sonny will come through those doors and say the two words, if our honeymoon will be as great as I hope, if married life will be as scary as I've been warned or if, with Sonny, it'll be a breeze.

And then I add the idea of children to the equation, and begin to feel sick.

"Hey."

A voice whispers next to me, and I turn to see Nico and Grady, stood smiling.

"You okay?" Grady asks.

"Oh, yeah." I lie, "Piece o' cake… sorta."

They smirk. "Hey, we're here for ya." Nico says with a smile.

I really believe them.

And I know that's weird, but since So Random and Mack Falls ended for the three of us, we've started to get along. So much so, that I made them my joint best men. So much so, that they said they'd be honoured.

I hear a door open behind me and feel a lump form in my throat as the music starts. The sound of people shuffling behind me as they got up to see Sonny rose across the room, and it was hard not to look back as I could hear everyone hold their breath. It's a family tradition to not see the bride until she reaches the alter, and I was sure to apply to the rule.

"She looks beautiful." Nico tells me, and I smile, proud and not overly surprised. She always looks beautiful, anyways.

What feels like a forever later, Sonny arrives, and I sigh with relief. I couldn't resist much longer. I turn to face her with a smile, but when I see her, she looks like a completely changed girl. More… a woman, than a girl.

"Wow…" Is about all I can say. "You look… wow." I try to say more, but I'm speechless. I've never seen Sonny look so… perfect. Nico's word 'beautiful' springs to mind, so I say that. Sonny's veil is white but that doesn't stop me from seeing the blush rise in her cheeks. I grin. She still looks like an angel.

Her mom wishes her the best before smiling at me, and I feel respected. Like I'm finally being accepted in the family, for real.

"Dearly beloved…"

"I can't believe we're on our way!" Sonny says with a grin, as we watch the paparazzi behind us, running as fast as they can before giving up. We're leaving the reception, and are now on the way to our honeymoon in a nice, expensive white limo. Hey, I don't care about the price. I can afford it.

"This is so exciting!" Sonny is saying, jiggling in her seat as I take her hand and hold it tight.

"Sure is." I say.

"Seriously though," She says, moving her fringe from in front of her eyes, "Can you really not tell me where we're going?"

"Nope." I say with a grin. "I want it to be a surprise."

"I don't like surprises!" Sonny repeats, stropping jokingly, and I laugh.

"Well, too bad." I say, "You'll have to wait."

"Can't you at least give me a clluuueee?" She asks with a pout, and I roll my eye, unable to resist anymore.

"Fine." I say, "Some people call this place the happiest place on Earth."

Sonny blinks – once, twice, before shrugging. "No help," She sulks, and I laugh.

"Well then, you're gonna have to wait a few hours." I say, "Don't be impatient, m'dear."

Sonny rolls her eyes, crossing her arms and falling into the car seat. "Fine."

"Fine." I smirk.

"Good."

"Good."

Sonny laughs, "Some things never get old, do they, dear husband?"

I laugh, "No, they don't. Mrs Cooper."

Sonny giggles at this while I just smile.

Mrs Allison Sonny Cooper… it just sounds right. Don't ya think?

Well, I do.

Yup. That was IT. You all got excited for that. But I will do better next time, Pinky pwomise.

But... quizzy time! Does anyone know where this "Happiest Place On Earth" is? If you guess right (or your guess at least makes me laugh) you will get a character in the next chapter... so get thinking! :D

So... review, I guess? I know that sucked as an update, but please do review anyways.

Love y'all so much.

~Amy x