A/N: OHMYGOD YOU GUYS I AM SO SO SO SORRY! I went on holiday the other week but I had to get up at 3am so I was gonna get up at 2am to finish and post this chapter but my mum wouldn't let me :'( please please please forgive me!
By the way, this was the A/N I wrote the night before I went on holiday:
'HELLLOOOOOO! Now guys I have some really sad news…I'm going on holiday tomorrow so I won't be able to update after this for like aaaaaaaaaaaages! :( also, this chapter is going to be absolutely pants because my mum is making me go to bed at 9 tonight because we gotta be up at like 3am to get to the airport, so I only have an hour to get this chapter done. I would just post this as an A/N but I hate doing that, so if it truly is pants, then I will re-write it when I get back :)
Anyway! Happy news time! We have a winner…the first person to review and tell me the name of the character hidden in the last chapter is…*drum roll*
FRANKERS95 :D
CONGRATULATIONS FRANKERS95! THIS IS YOUR CHAPTER! Well done to everyone else who got it as well: lollipop-lyric, alexsonny14, MollywoodStar, DannySamLover20, and also a HUGE thank you to GingerFlight, who not only guessed the right answer, also gave me the longest and nicest review I have ever had so THANK YOU GINGERFLIGHT! :'D
I'm gonna get on with trying to write this trainwreck now..see ya at the bottom! :D'
So yeah, like I said I would re-write it when I get back, I'm gonna improve the bits that I did and then write some more, so yeah, (I say that a lot don't I?) I'm gonna get on with it, see ya at the bottom :D
The Proposal
Chapter 4 – The Flight
CPOV
Ugh… go away alarm! I'm pretty sure it's not morning yetseeing as it's still dark! Stupid clock… 4:45am… this is like, the third time I've had to hit snooze now.
Wait.
4:45am.
SONNY!
SPOV
Urhh… I hate early mornings. Why oh why did my Mom have to book us such and early flight? Ah well, I AM SO EXCITED! But also kind nervous… excited to see my family, but nervous about lying to them… oh well, I'm pretty sure Chad would do the same for me. Maybe.
I ponder over these things in my head whilst getting ready. I put on my black baggy sweatpants that I always travel in, a grey tank top, black cardigan and navy, faux fur-trimmed body warmer. I tie my hair up in a messy pony tail but leave my fringe hanging down.
4:50am.
Where the heck is Chad?
CPOV
AAAAAAAAAGGGH! I cannot deal with rushing! Especially not at 5 o'clock in the morning! Stupid Sonny and her early flights. Stupid cute. Stop that! Focus. I end up grabbing whatever was on my floor and putting it on, then giving my teeth a quick brush, shoving on my white converse and grabbing my suitcase and navy hoodie and running to my car.
I hope I don't look too rough.
SPOV
4:55am.
Come on Chad! We're gonna be late at this rate!
*ding dong*
Well that was creepy.
I open the door to find a very messy-haired Chad stood there smiling goofily, wearing a navy hoodie and… pyjamas? What the heck?
'Ready to go, Sonshine?' He says with his hands in his hoodie pocket. Awh… Sonshine. Cute.
'Yeah… just one sec.' I look at him weirdly and go to put my grey Ugg boots on and grab my bright red suitcase, which when I get to the door Chad tries to take from me. I start to give it him then I take it back.
'Chad?'
'Yes.'
'Why are you wearing your pyjama pants?'
CPOV
'Chad?'
'Yes.'
'Why are you wearing your pyjama pants?'
Crud.
Well it looks like Chaddy's gonna have to fly in his PJs.
Now you know why I don't do mornings.
I explain my hectic morning to Sonny and she just shakes her head and sighs. I then take her suitcase – being the wonderful fiancée I am – and we head downstairs to my car. I put the suitcase with mine in the trunk and go round to the driver's side to find that Sonny has made herself nice and comfy in the passenger seat, turned on the radio and has her feet up on the dashboard. (A/N: I always do this xD) I gently shove her feet off the dashboard and give it a quick dust off with my sleeve.
Comedians have no respect.
SPOV
We drive to the airport in a comfortable silence, with the odd short conversation every now and then… well then I guess it's not really silent… well it mostly was… apart from the conversing… but other than that it was silent!
Forgive me, it's early.
We park up in the long stay car park at terminal two and I make a mental note of where we've parked so we don't end up losing the car. After I have taken our bags out of the trunk, I look over at Chad to see that he has his cheek pressed up against the driver's window and his left arm is stroking the windscreen.
'Goodbye, my love. Daddy loves you very much and don't you forget that. I'll see you soon okay?' He murmurs softly into the glass.
'Chad.'
'Uh-huh.' Still hugging the car.
'We need to go.'
'Okay, give me a minute.' I sigh. It has to be done. For his own good.
'No now.' I walk over to where he is standing and pull him away from the car by his arm, dragging my suitcase along as well.
'I love you princess! Daddy loves you!' His other arm is outstretched, like he's trying to grab hold of the car or something.
I bet if that car could talk, it'd be saying: 'Run Sonny! Run far, far away! And while you're at it, push him in a big hole.' Or something like that. It seems like a smart car.
'Come on Chad! We're gonna miss our flight!'
'Fine.' He finally gives up and I let go of his arm.
'Fine.'
'Good.'
'Good.'
'So are we good?'
'Chad, you forgot your bag.'
'Oops.'
He's such a dork.
CPOV
So after I've rescued my abandoned suitcase from the car park, we eventually get inside of the airport. Of course we're flying 'Air Chad' so we race through check in and customs yada yada yada. I somehow manage to avoid being papped in my PJs, how, I'll never know. When we get on the actual plane, Sonny's face is hilarious. Clearly she's never flown with 'Air Chad' before.
'So, what do you think of, 'Air Chad'?' I emphasise the 'Air Chad' with a wooshy sound and hand gesture.
'It's amazing!' She breathes, then gets all giggly – far too giggly for this time in the morning – and rushes round the whole plane, looking out of all the windows, spinning on the spinney chair, and eventually lands on the beige leather sofa. 'I wanna sit here!' She grins like a small child on Christmas morning.
'Be my guest.' I let out a small laugh at how childish she's acting and then sit down next to her on the sofa.
'Wait, I thought my Mom booked our flights?' She's back to normal Sonny now.
'She did, but I re-arranged it so we could fly 'Air Chad' instead. CDC does not fly coach.' I say casually then relax back into my seat. Sonny goes to argue but she's interrupted.
'Captain's Announcement: Please fasten your seatbelts for take-off.' We hear the voice of the cappy over the speakers, fasten our seatbelts with a click, and we're on our way to Wisconsin.
SPOV
I settle down in my seat ready for take-off and close my eyes. Then I remember something.
'Chad?' I sit up really quickly and look over at Chad nervously. He's sat back in his seat with his eyes closed and arms folded across his chest, his head resting on the back of the sofa.
'Yes, Sonny?' He says tiredly, still with his eyes closed.
'I'm scared of flying.' I admit sheepishly. Chad sighs, opens his eyes and sits up.
'What are you scared about?'
'Falling out of the plane.'
'Sonny,' He says with a small chuckle. 'I can assure you, you will not fall out of this plane. Besides, you've flown before haven't you?'
'Only once when I was really really little.'
'What about when you moved to LA?'
'We drove.' I say bluntly.
'You drove? From Wisconsin?' He looks astounded.
'Yeah, it wasn't the smartest idea. My Mom isn't a very good driver… things got a bit smoother though after we hit that deer in Colorado.' I look into the distance whilst re-living that memory. I shake myself out of it and look at Chad, who is now looking out of the window. I look at what he's looking at and notice that we've stopped taxiing and are on the runway ready to take-off.
'Chad I'm scared!' I exclaim in panic. 'What if we crash? Or what if we accidently open the window and get sucked out? Or what if we-' I'm cut off my Chad's hand over my mouth. He gives me a look and then takes his hand away.
'Sonshine, I promise you that everything will be okay.' I breathe a sigh of relief, partially believing him, but the doubt is still in the back of my mind. 'Do you want to hold my hand for take-off?' He offers his hand out to me and I just nod, and intertwine my fingers with his. 'You okay now?' He checks one last time and I nod again.
'But what if we-'
'Sonny.'
'Yeah?'
'Be quiet.'
'Sorry.'
CPOV
I feel the roar of the engines as the plane begins to take off. I look over at Sonny who has her eyes tightly squeezed shut, but not as tightly as she's holding my hand! Ouch! However, despite the fact that I have already lost all feeling in my left hand, I continue to grin and bear it. After all, I do owe Sonny… and I'm sure she won't let me forget that once we're off the plane.
About 10 minutes later and we've stopped climbing through the air; I hear the annoying 'ping' sound indicating that we are 'free to move about the cabin'. I look over at Sonny and notice that she still has her eyes tightly squeezed shut. She didn't speak through the whole of take-off… probably concentrating on not throwing up or something.
'Sonny?' I poke her arm just to check she's still alive.
'Uh-huh.' She mutters, eyes still squeezed shut.
'Um, you can open your eyes now, take-off has finished.' I try to pry my ever-reddening hand from her death grip but to no avail. She does open one eye though, and looks around, taking in her surroundings.
'Oh.' She says and I feel her relax next to me, easing her grip on my hand and opening both of her eyes fully. 'Cool.'
'So,' I say whilst quickly swiping my hand out of her reach, just in case she tries to grab it again. 'You want any snacks? A drink?' And just as I say that, my in-flight waiter comes to take our orders. I manage to pass Sonny a menu in between massaging my sore hand and order myself a diet coke and a packet of salted peanuts. Sonny glances over the menu and just orders herself a water – no ice – and a Twix bar. Sonny edges away from me slightly as the waiter leaves just to give us both a bit of personal space, she kicks off her shoes and puts her fluffy-socked feet up on the couch. She does enjoy making herself at home in my transportation devices doesn't she?
'So how long until we get to Wisconsin.' She asks with a curious smile, and I reach over to the table next to me where the menus were, grab the remote and turn on the large television screen in the front corner of the plane. I switch it to the screen that tells us our ETA and answer Sonny.
'Just under 3 and a half hours.'
'Ah fabulous, that gives me plenty of time to watch a film.' She smiles mischievously as she pulls her iPhone out of her bag and plug her headphones in.
'Anti-social whatsit..' I mutter under my breath, half hoping she couldn't hear. But judging by the look she gave me, she did.
SPOV
So there I am, on a luxury private jet, snuggled up on an extremely comfy couch, watching a hilarious film I'd recently bought on my phone (a romantic comedy about an assistant and his boss who have to fake getting married to avoid the boss being deported… hilarious!) minding my own business, when suddenly, the luxury private jet starts to shake and move about all over the place. I rip my headphones out of my ears and look at Chad, panicking.
'CHAD!' I scream at him. Why the heck is looking so calm? 'WHAT THE HECK IS HAPPENING?'
'Sonny, Sonny! Calm down! It's just a bit of turbulence; we're coming in to land.' He said as a worrying 'ping' sound went off from somewhere above my head. I squeal and yell at Chad again.
'What's that? Does it mean the plane's gonna blow up? Or is it a crash signal? WE'RE GONNA DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!' Totally freaking out right about now.
'Sonny, chill, it's just the seatbelt sign. Now shut up, and get your seatbelt fastened!' He fastened his seatbelt securely and I look up to see where the ping had come from. There was an illuminated picture of a seatbelt right above my head. I feel so stupid.
I fasten my seatbelt and try and find something to grip onto, I had a feeling the landing would be worse than the taking off for some reason. Chad noticed my panic and held out his hand again. I take it and smile gratefully at him, again intertwining my fingers with his. I feel my whole body tense up as we hit a bumpy patch. I realise I had also subconsciously squeezed my eyes shut again.
'Sonny.' I hear Chad's voice from next to me and I sense his eyes looking exasperatedly at me.
'Yeah?' I respond nervously, scared that he was going to make fun of me about my flying fear.
'Just chill, I promise you that nothing bad will happen on this plane. You trust me don't you?' I look into his deep blue eyes and realise that I do trust him. Unable to find my words I just nod silently and close my eyes again, resting my head on the back of the seat. As I feel the plane touch down and hear the captain saying something over the speakers, I realise that Chad – without meaning to – had already broken his promise. Something bad had happened on this plane. Something very bad.
I got lost in his eyes. Again.
Something tells me that this 'marriage' is going to be a lot harder than I thought.
Or is it?
A/N: You guys I am so so sorry for being so horrible at updating, I was just getting back into my flow then my stupid wonderful sunny holiday in Menorca went and put me off D: I've only just got back into the swing of things and something tells me I'll be updating tomorrow when I'm supposed to be starting my essay on the development of dance… again I'm so so so so unbelievably sorry! But don't forget to look out for the character's name hidden in this chapter!
-Beth :D x