Disclaimer-they aren't mine and the song is "Until you're over me" by Maroon 5.

AN: this is my first Chad/Sharpay, a couple that I have recently fell head over heals for. With that said please please review and let me know how I did. I hope you enjoy it.

This relationship is over,
though my stomach still hurts.

I wander into the decorated fire hall, juggling the cake, presents, and other items in my arm. Our son's seventh birthday, I can't believe how much time has past. Your blonde hair grabs my eyes as I make my way over to you with the things you asked me to bring.

"Chad." Your voice sounds so formal

"Hey Shar, where's our little guy?"

"I'm a big guy now, daddy." A small burst of energy exclaims as he flies into my legs, "I was worried you wouldn't come."

And now I'm gonna live alone,
Why is the pain much worse?

His words cut me like a knife. I haven't always been the most reliable guy, my broken marriage is proof enough of that but having your little boy doubt your presence at his birthday is punch in the gut.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world." I smile shaking my head of the sad thoughts. "But I brought these presents here for my little guy, I'm not so sure about this big guy that you're talking about."

"I'll always be you're little guy daddy!" he smiles as he squirms around in my arms, reaching for the presents.

"No presents until later, Mikey."

"But, Mommmmm"

"Hey, you heard the lady Michael, I think Uncle Troy just got here why don't you…" Before I can finish the sentence he bolts across the room, into the arms of my childhood friend.

"Bolton always did have his way with the Danforth men didn't he?"

You're so much better without makeup,
Why would you hide your face?

The years have done absolutely nothing do your beauty. In fact I can't help but notice how well they've treated you. Dressed up, you are stunning. But, my favorite Sharpay was the one who I drank coffee with every morning, without make-up, still warm from our loving bed, hair a mess. You were breath taking, every damn time.

"Not nearly the way you have." I whisper as you walk over to Troy and his wife and exchange pleasantries. I place my presents on the table full of the other gifts and put my jacket with yours.

Don't want to spend the night and wake up,
Realize I've made a big mistake.

I pick up your white peacock coat. The one I bought you our last Christmas together, it took me forever to find it, but the look on your face that morning when you saw that I found the "unfindable jacket" was well worth it, so was the present I got later that night for my efforts. It's the same jacket you threw at me the night you asked me to leave. I frown as I subconsciously pull it to my face and take in your scent. We always fought; it was part of what made us, well us. I don't know what it was that I saw in your eyes that night that prompted me to actually leave.

I can not refuse your eyes,
Please don't look at me tonight.

"It hasn't gotten any easier has it buddy." A strong hand on my shoulder pulls me from my thoughts

"I don't know what you're talking about." I lie as I place your jacket on mine, noticing how our things all fit together in the pile. Like a real family's should.

"You don't have to lie to me. We've been like brothers for how long?

"Its just, look at her." I my gaze drops to my feet as your brown eyes find mine. Your wide eyed milk chocolate stare has always gotten the best of me. But they can't tonight, I have to be strong. "They're better without me."

My heart beats fast I know you're there,
And I pretend like I don't care.
It hurts so bad to know the truth,
But I am still in love with you.

Our son pulls you across the room until you are standing inches away. "Picture time!" he smiles. "I want some with my two favorite people."

My heart skips as my arm snakes around your back, pulling you close. Our son stands in front of us as we smile, the perfect family I wish we still were.

"Hold me." He demands as he raises his arms in front of you, showing off the Evans in him. You lower yourself to his grasp and slowly pull him up, slightly off balanced in your red heels.

"I've got him" I smile as I take him from your arms. "You're almost as big as mommy, big guy, soon you'll be carrying her."

"Just like you used to daddy!"

I never meant to keep you waiting,
and now your food is getting cold,

Flashback

"Ya know, Chad, we used to have cold dinners because we couldn't keep our hands off each other long enough to make it to a dinner table in time."

"I'm sorry, baby, I got held up at work and then the traffic was insane."

"I'm tired of excuses, especially piss poor ones. You're lying. Try again."

"Alright how about, the jewelry store said that it would be done by 4:45 giving me exactly enough time to pick it up and come home but they were running late and I refused to leave until I inspected it myself. Then I realized that I forgot the picture on my desk at work so I had to head all the way back there before I could come home and give you this." I smile as I pull out the platinum Tiffany's locket and place it around your neck. "It has a picture of me and Mikey on one side." I explain as I open it

"To the most beautiful woman in the world. Love the men in your life." You smile as you read the inscription.

"You're so hott when you're angry." I whisper in your ear. You spin around in my arms and pull my lips to yours, "Where's Mikey?" I ask between kisses.

"Troy's watching him for the night." You hurriedly reply as you rip off my tie and begin to unbutton my shirt.

"I thought our dinner was getting cold." I tease as I pull away

"I did go through all that work." You state turning towards the dinner you undoubtedly worked hard over.

"I've always liked my chicken cold." I smile. You squeal as I pull you into my arms and carry you to our bed.

I keep denying I'm in love with you,
My routine is getting old.
And now you stand in front of the table,
And say you never look back.

"Chad!"

"Sorry, I must have zoned out."

"I should be used to it by now." You angrily reply

"I deserve that." I whisper

"I asked how you've been." You repeat, ignoring my last remark

"Okay." That's a lie. I shrug as I scratch the back of my head. "I've been worse." No you haven't. "How about you?" I offer ridding my head of these relentless thoughts.

"Never been better."

Do something stupid when you're angry,
You only wake up sad.

Flashback

"Fine, I will leave Sharpay." I scream as your white jacket bounces off my chest.

"Don't even think about coming back." You scream as the tears now freely fall from your eyes.

"Why would I want to? I can't breathe in this place; I can't make a fucking move without you jumping down my throat."

"Then what are you still doing here?"

"Fuck if I know." I shout as I slam the door, knowing that I will regret leaving in the morning, but too proud to do anything about that today.

I can not refuse your eyes,
Please don't look at me tonight.
My heart beats fast I know you're there,
And I pretend like I don't care.

"Mommy, Daddy, come sit with me!" Mikey shouts over the masses of children. "Let's do the cake."

"Mommy will you sing Happy Birthday to me?" he smiles as we stand behind him and his giant basketball cake.

"Of course baby." You smile as you kneel by his side.

"You too, Daddy?" he asks as he looks up at me with pleading eyes, we always used to sing together. "Doesn't Daddy have a good voice?" he turns to you.

"Yes he does." You smile, your eyes grabbing mine.

"Of course, buddy."

"Today is the best day ever; me, my Mommy, and my Daddy all get to play together." He smiles.

It hurts so bad to know the truth,
But I am still in love with you.
It hurts too much to know the truth,
But I am still in love with you.

"Don't cry, Pay." I frown as I follow you into the cold parking lot.

"This is the best day ever." You repeat, tears staining your face. "Not because of the presents, or the basketball cake, or the indoor court, or even Bolton's boney ass being here, but because his Mommy and Daddy were together. I promised myself that I wouldn't become that woman, that that wouldn't be my family." You sob.

"Don't touch me." You snap as I try to comfort you, "You've done enough."

No more kisses on your lips, tender touches please.
I'd rather die on my two feet than live down on my knees.

I leave again, because you asked and because I'm not too sure what else to do. You always have had that power over me, Sharpay Evans. Before you I was self confident, cocky even. I knew exactly what to do in each and every situation. I never second guessed myself; no one ever got the best of me, I was always in control. And then you came along and brought me to my knees.

And you're the cut to get me opened up and start to bleed
And I just cant get over you, and until you're over me.

I never opened myself up to anyone the way I did you. You were the first person besides my mom and grandmother to see me cry. You made me the happiest I had ever been but also the saddest, maddest, and most confused, uncertain man alive. And as much as I like to believe I am, I'm not sure if I will ever be able to get over you. You gave me my son, easily the best thing I've ever had a part in making. You gave me the best years of my life. But I'm so much better alone. I don't hurt anyone with my selfishness, I got my confidence back. But I'm still that lost little boy when it comes to you. I can't be that boy, not when I'm supposed to be a man.

I can not refuse your eyes,
Please don't look at me tonight.
My heart beats fast I know you're there,
And I pretend like I don't care.

"So you're just going to leave again?" Your brother angrily pulls me into the bathroom as I storm towards my jacket.

"You don't understand."

"Even if you don't owe it to my sister you owe it to your son to stay."

"Don't you think I know that?" I scream, my emotions getting the best of me.

"Then where the hell are you going?"

"She told me to get away from her."

"I thought you knew her better than that."

"What am I supposed to do?" I cry. "She says stay so I stay, she's said go so I went. I just want her to be happy; I obviously wasn't making her happy. I couldn't give her everything that she deserved, just a small two bedroom apartment with a shitty heater and an old beat up mini van."

"All she ever wanted was you, Chad. You must be the only person who never realized that." With that I'm alone in the bathroom, my head collapsing into my hands.

I can not refuse your eyes,
Please don't look at me tonight.
My heart beats fast I know you're there,
And I pretend like I don't care.

"Could you get out? I need to freshen up; Mikey will know that I've been crying." You angrily demand more than ask as you barge into the bathroom.

"Let me help." I offer as I stand up and wipe your face gently with a wet paper towel. "There you go, you look beautiful." I weakly smile as you turn towards the mirror.

"I have no make up on, I look horrible."

"I miss you." The words escape my mouth before I can control them.

"Yea, I miss you too."

It hurts too much to know the truth,
But I am still in love with you.
It hurts too much to know the truth,
But I am still in love with you.