...A Sonny with a Chance FanFic...

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Don't Forget

Multi-chapter story.

Inspired by Demi Lovato's song 'Don't Forget,' which I love! :)

.Channy.

.I don't own SWAC.

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"I love Chad Dylan Cooper."

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I had wrote that over and over in my diary last week and I was just staring blankly at the page, my tears falling onto it, making the ink run off the page. It look disastrous now. An unreadable, ink stained page of a horrible truth that crushed my heart severely.

I had an awful pain. In my heart.

It ached a lot because that little voice in my head telling me that Chad is my 'one' is no longer singing.

Tawni appeared quietly in the doorway, her hands linked together in a ball and a worried look on her face. She bit her lip, "Uh- Sonny?"

I didn't look up; I just kept my head down on the spoiled page. She entered the room without making a sound and she came up beside me.

"Are you alright?" She asked. Everyone has been asking me that lately and it was getting rather annoying.

I didn't answer her; I got up quickly, taking the piece of paper with me.

"Sonny," she called as I quickly exited the room. I already made it around the corner before she caught up with me.

"This is ridiculous, Sonny," she told me as she grabbed me by my shoulders, "You have missed 3 rehearsals and even last night's show! Just stop moping!"

"Tawni," I fake smiled, "Have you ever been in my shoes?"

"Ew, no, your shoes are disgusting!" She scrunched her nose up and shook her head.

I sighed, "I mean position, have you ever been in my position?"

"Well, why did you say shoes?"

"It was a figure of speech," I snapped at her, she held her hands up defensively.

"Calm down diva," it was like she was mocking me. She was a mocking bird. A stupid, blonde mocking bird.

I turned quickly, shrugging out of her grip and stalking into the cafeteria.

...

I stabbed her 'food' with a spork over and over. It broke when I stabbed the 'food' a sixth time.

"Stupid spork! Not a spoon not a fork! What good are you?"

"Yelling at cutlery now?" Zora asked as she climbed out from underneath the table.

"What were you doing under there? Waiting for UFO's?" I asked quite sarcastically and she rolled her eyes.

"Don't take your anger out on me, Sonny," she told me, "And, no, I was waiting for one of you guys to show up so I could listen into your conversations then jump out and scare you at the last minute!"

I shook my head, "It wasn't supposed to be this way..."

"What wasn't?"

I ignored Zora completely and slunk down in the seat with my arms angrily across my chest.

"Sonny, you have to open up to someone, and if it's anyone, it should be a rather interesting eleven-year-old with the knowledge of a blind dog!" Zora said as she held her hands up like little paws and licked them.

"What would you know?" I angrily told her, "You think you're a dog! What good is a blind dog? It was no knowledge Zora, its blind!"

"Yes, but I was hoping to turn into a feral killer dog that kills people. Ooh! It could've been bitten by a bat and turned into a bat-dog like batman! Except a dog!"

"You won't turn into Cujo, Zora, it's impossible," I told her.

"What's Cujo?"

I looked at Zora with a blank expression and shook my head unbelievably. She doesn't know Cujo? Yet she was talking about vampire dogs? What a weird eleven-year-old...

I stood up and threw my lunch into the bin; Zora looked back at me and shook her head.

"Someone needs bat powers," she told me as she jumped off the chair and exited quite quickly.

"Yeah well, what do you know?" I yelled after her.

I turned around and bumped into someone, causing me to fall backwards and hit the ground quite hard.

"Oh sorry, I didn't see you there," I apologized as I looked up at their face.

Chad's sparkly blue eyes had turned a cloudy grey and he had red bags under them. He looked terrible and good at the same time.

"I take that sorry back," I muttered as I quickly manoeuvred past him. Chad pulled on my arm and swung me around so his face was inches from mine.

"I saw your little play," he informed me, "I can't believe you'd talk that way to a kid."

"Yeah so? Can I go now?"

"Well if you want to be that way then, fine!"

"Fine!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

He stopped yelling and looked down at his feet, "What are we doing."

"Well before you came, I was trying to avoid you," I said honestly, "I guess it didn't work out the way I planned it."

I walked past, nudging him as I did so.

"Oh so when I try and make a conversation you just walk off?" He yelled back as I was about to exit. I stopped in my tracks and headed back to him.

"Yes, and you know why? Because I thought whatever was between us was surely over. You obviously couldn't care less about me so I gave up on you too."

"Who said I gave up?"

"It was quite obvious," I cried.

He didn't answer, he just walked off. I looked at his back as he did so and started tearing up.

He didn't even try to fight for us; he just left with a heartbroken expression planted on his face. I wondered why he was the heartbroken one, when he broke my heart.

I thought about that day that we both appeared on Gotcha With Gilroy Smith, he seemed so nervous when we had that talk backstage. But it seemed like love.

I knew he was one of those heartbreakers, the ones who leave a girl so early in their relationship because of a simple flaw, but yet I still fell for him so hard that it hurts. Though, he didn't dump me because of a flaw, he dumped me because of jealousy.

I didn't know how jealous Chad could be; it was very surprising for me. He even cried right in front of me, which surprised me even more, because as long as I've known him for, I never pictured him to be the crying one. I pictured him to be the comforting one, the strong, brave kind that would protect us when we're scared, squishes the huge spiders that frighten us terribly, and go down stairs with a cricket bat because we heard a noise. But no...

As Chad turned the corner and disappeared out of sight, my legs felt weak and I fell to the ground. I couldn't stop the tears from coming.

How would anyone cope when the one boy that they loved so, so much, breaks her frail little heart, leaving it even frailer than ever before?

And yes, I am very melodramatic...

I curled my legs up to my chest and laid my head down on my knees. Just as I did so, a very happy Tawni bounced past me. She came to a halt when she saw me sobbing like a new born baby.

"Sonny?" She asked as she bobbed down to my height.

I ignored her, keeping my head down on my knees.

"Girl, c'mon, get over this! Chad is stupid," Tawni said as she lifted my head up so her eyes met mine. "Aw, you poor thing. I think you need a makeover."

I sniffed, "What?"

"A makeover! To make you feel better about yourself. We will find your inner beauty!"

I eyed Tawni, "What's the catch?" I asked her.

"The catch is, I want to make my cast member feel happy again," Tawni said with an honest smile which made me smile too.

She pulled me up on my feet and dragged me to our dressing room. When we got there, she sat me down on her chair and stood back to look at me.

After a while of staring, it got freaky, "Tawni, please stop staring at me. You're making me very uncomfortable," I told her as I looked away from her eyes.

She turned my head back and grabbed her makeup bag. As she unzipped it, a truck load of makeup spilled out from it, I snickered.

"What?"

I shook my head and she picked up some black eyeliner...

...

After she put down the last of the blush, she stood back and admired her art. "WALLA! She is finished," Tawni said in a French accent.

She spun the chair around and I looked at my reflection, it left me completely speechless.

"Tawni!" I smiled excitedly, "This is amazing! You should be an artist!"

"I should? Aw, thanks Sonny," Tawni said as she hugged me.

"So, are we going to show off your new look or not?" She asked me and I stood up with a brave smile.

"Yes, yes we are!"

"That's the spirit!"

"Yeah!"

"Nothing will let you down!"

"No!"

"Not even Chad!"

Suddenly my smile faded and my face dropped into a frown. "Yeah... not even... him..." I said quietly.

Tawni slapped her hand over her mouth in one quick motion. "Oops, Sonny I'm sorry!"

"No, no," I whispered. "It's cool."

I walked over to my desk and looked at Tawni in my mirror; I turned to her, "Could I be alone for a while?" I asked her.

"Sure Sonny."

Tawni picked up her makeup, zipped up her bag and put it back on her shelf. She took one look in my direction, gave a sorry smile and left without another word.

I looked in the mirror and frowned.

Oh great, here comes the waterworks.

I dropped my head from my hands and onto the desk in front of me and quietly started sobbing.

...

Flashback...

"Hey Sonny, wanna grab a coffee later?" Chad asked as he grabbed my arm in the hall.

"Coffee?" I laughed and Chad stared in a surprised way.

"Okay then, tea?"

"What are you, British?"

"Cordial?"

"I'm not six, Chad."

"Fine, hot chocolate?"

"It's too hot for hot chocolate."

"Alright then, iced chocolate?"

"Nah, I don't like how they make it so chocolate-y."

Chad sighed and looked annoyed at me, so I grabbed his arm and pulled him down into a kiss.

Just a sweet, short, passionate, 'I'm sorry for being a brat' kind of kiss.

As I pulled back he smiled at me, "Let's start over. Shall we?"

I nodded with a small smile and he walked off. I stood there for a couple of seconds, very confused. Then he reappeared and gave me a warm smile.

"Sonny! Hey do you want to go out later?"

"Sure Chad, what do you want to do?"

"Bowling?" He asked me as he took my in his arms.

"Sorry, I don't like bowling..."

He glared at me and I smiled weakly.

- End Flashback—

I still had my head lying on my desk, but I had a wide smile on my face. That day was hilarious because every time he had passed me again either in the hallway or in the cafeteria, he'd stick out his tongue and act like a seven year old boy who didn't get what he wanted so he'd throw a hissy fit in the middle of the shops.

I reached into my draw and pulled out a picture of Chad, the one he gave me when he decided to make our prop house the Mackenzie Falls meditation room. 'To my biggest fan, I'm sorry. TV's Chad Dylan Cooper.'

I loved that so much because that was so heart-touching. Nothing he had ever done had made me feel so happy. Well other than ask me out.

Every time I thought of him I thought back to the time where he guest starred on So Random for the week and told me I was going to fall in love with him. I couldn't fall harder for him though.

I thought about that stupid flying pig, and only if it hadn't of flown into my lap maybe he would've kissed me and maybe we would've fallen for each other sooner.

Another time that made me smile was our fake date. That fake date made me see how perfect we were for each other. The way he pretended to flirt with me, the way he held me, the way his lips felt on the back of my hand when I pretended to kiss him. Yes, he did kiss my hand.

The way he danced with me at my prom, made me feel special, and it showed me that Chad isn't all stupid and obnoxious.

The way he dressed up as Eric, my fake-fan act, just so I wouldn't look like a fool on national television.

The time he casted all of my friends in his stupid movie but he casted Selena Gomez to play me, but she ended up quitting and I got that part instead. That was a great day because Chad admitted that he thought I had pretty hair, and I said to him that he had sparkly eyes. He truly does have sparkly eyes.

The time he got me that audition for Fashionita that I thought was a prank audition.

The time where he came to my house during Tawni's date to see if I was alright.

And the time he tried to make me feel better when Gassie died, and offered to do the funeral even though it turned out a horrible funeral.

All of these showed me that Chad Dylan Cooper did in fact have a heart.

Flashback...

"Sonny!" Tawni yelled at me as I entered the dressing room. I stopped in my tracks and stared at her.

"Yes?"

"Chad Dylan Cooper stole my lipstick!" She whined.

I laughed at her, "Why would Chad steal your lipstick?"

"Because he hates me! Duh!"

"He only hates you because you're on So Random," I told her, "You guys and Mackenzie Falls have that stupid rivalry, remember?"

"Yeah but he doesn't hate you."

"We're dating Tawni, he loves me."

"Yeah and it's disgusting!"

I was the one who was frowning now, "What?"

"Until you showed up Chad had never set foot on our set. Then he met you and suddenly he comes over every day, just to annoy you. I liked it when we were rivals and hardly saw each other, except now I see him every day because you two are in love and he just can't keep away from you!"

"Why is it such a problem to you?" I asked her as I walked over to my desk.

"I just said why!"

"Well what do you want from me? You want me and Chad to stop seeing each other? Would that make you stop whining?"

"Yes," she huffed.

"No! I love him and he loves me!"

"Yeah well Chad never stays with a girl longer than five weeks. So when you're upset in five weeks don't come crying to me," Tawni picked up a magazine and flipped to a page that had a piece of lined paper in it, she pulled it out and handed it to me.

"What is this?" I asked her as I held the piece of paper up.

"We kept count on how long Chad stayed with a girl for, and how many girls he had had for the past two years. Check it out."

It said Chad has had 29 girls in the past two years and he had been with them for exactly five weeks. I shook my head and scrunched the paper up, throwing it at her feet.

"You guys are sick!" I yelled at her, tears now in my eyes.

"We aren't sick, Sonny, we just care for you and want the best for you."

"Oh please," I scoffed, "You have hated my guts ever since I came here to So Random."

"True, but I also care."

"Enough Tawni, I've had enough of this. Why don't you just go back to hating me?" I said as I sat down. "And I know he loves me."

"He has said that to every girl-"

"Save it! I don't want to hear it."

"Um, is this a bad time?" We turned to look at Josh, our mailman, who was standing nervously in the doorway.

"No, no," Tawni said.

"I've got a flower delivery for Sonny," he said nervously as he held the flowers out.

I walked over to him and took the flowers. It made me smile as I picked up the little card and read it;

Roses are red,

And yes violets are blue,

But all the flowers,

Are nothing compared to you.

~Chad

I smiled widely and held the card to my heart, "Aw, that's so cute!" I awed at it as I walked over and sat down on my seat.

"Wow, I must be wrong for once," Tawni gaped as I smelt the beautiful bunch of flowers.

"Yeah, you are. I have been trying to tell you that," I told her as she took a whiff of the flowers and smiled.

"I'm sorry, Sonny," she apologized as she held out her arms for a hug. I accepted the hug and we stood there for a while smiling and hugging.

"It's alright Tawni, I forgive you."

-End flashback—

I smiled again as I wiped my face with a tissue.

I wondered what he was thinking that day that he ended things with us, but clearly he was devastated. Only if I could talk to him about it, if we could only work it out...

I stroked my fingers across the picture of him and kept on wondering...

"Don't forget..."

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Somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it
At all

Don't Forget

~Demi Lovato~

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