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Disclaim. - There.

"Why on earth would you do something like that?" Mr. Gonzalez questioned me. He looked down at me skeptically, waiting to for my answer.

"I.. just." I let out a sigh. "You know how their director is right?"

Mr. Gonzalez nodded his understanding.

"You know that one time I dated James? He was calling Chad all these names, and even back then.. it bugged me. He told me how a lot of major shows changed main characters all the time. James seemed to want that to happen to Chad. And you know how much their director hates our show. It's just.. we were walking a thin line. It wasn't going to last anyway. I just don't want to ruin something so big to him. He'll be better.. this way." I finished all in one breath.

Mr. Gonzalez stared at me through the thick frames of his glasses, before clearing his throat.

"Has Chad ever told you about his family?"

I thought it over, searching for a single memory that might give me some insight on his family.

"His mother used to take him to get icecream. That's all I know."

"Did you know that Chad lives alone?"

"But he's only seventeen.."

"That's true." He interrupted me. "Chad hasn't had contact with his father in more than two years, that being his fathers choice."

"Why are you telling me this?"

He continued, ignoring my question.

"His mother passed away when he thirteen, in a car accident."

I took in a small gasp, thinking of the many times I had mentioned my father's death to him. Why hadn't he told me?

"For the first few weeks I had Chad, he wouldn't answer any of my questions with more than two or three words. I tried talking about him, about his show, about anything. Nohing sparked his interest. I learned very quickly that he had lost any hope he had in people. His had this 'people come, people go' attitude."

I sat there, waiting for more. This had to be going somewhere.

"Until one day, he came storming in and ranting about some terrible girl named Sonny Munroe."

My eyes widened slowly at his words.

"I was surprised. He had never spoken about anything so.. passionately. His.. hate for you was bringing him to life, believe it or not."

My pulse quickened, "B-b-but, his career.. it's the most important thing to him. FOR him."

"Maybe so. But I have to say, you came up a lot more than his career ever did."

"He LOVES acting. You can see it in his face."

"He LOVES you, and if we're being honest.. I'm pretty sure he always has."

"He can't have both. I'm only being practical! It's the best thing for him."

"As his therapist, I think mentally you were the best thing for him."

He looked down at his desk, at the flame that flickered from within the small candle, then up again at me.

"And, he was the best thing for you."

-x-

"Alright, Mr. Amaerii. This way please." The petite blonde cheerfully said. "Your office is this one on the right."

I looked down at her name card, clipped to her blouse.

"Thank you, Katelynn. Could you schedule a meeting with my writers in an hour or so? I have some new ideas for the show."

She smiled at me, promising to have it done.

I could get used to this, I smiled.

-x-

I hurried down the halls to his dressing room. He had to be around here somewhere. I rounded the corner before colliding with something with a thud.

"Oh, excuse me!" He exclaimed. I looked up at a man dressed in a suit. He looked.. familiar.

"It's.. fine?" My words came out as if they were a question. He was staring at my questionally too. I passed him slowly, taking extra care to not run into anyone else.

"Wait!" He exclaimed. I turned around unsure.

"You're THAT girl!"

I looked him up and down, wondering how many teen girls have fans THIS age.

"You gave me your cab one morning!" OH. Scratch that fan thing.

Comprehensiong hit me.

"Oh! Right! How are you?"

"Actually, that cab you gave me got me to the interview, that landed me this job! I can't thank you enough."

"You're working here?"

"You're looking at the new director of The Falls."

"What?" I exclaimed.

"I know right?"

"No, I mean.. What happened to the old director?"

"They told me he was a piece of work."

"But.. you're directing it now?"

"Yeah, and since you did me such a big favor.. I could probably get you a little spot on the show. I know before it was pretty cheesy, but hey. That's why they hired me right? It's going to be a little less drama and way more realistic now."

Chad would love that.

"I'm actually on my own show. So Random!"

"Oh, that stage is pretty close to ours. Let me know if you need a favor then. Without you, I'm not sure I'd be here right now."

"Actually.. if you could tell me where Chad is?"

"Chad Dylan Cooper? I gave him the day off. He looks pretty beat up over something.."

I turned to run out the doors, into the pouring rain.

-x-

"This is the place." I called to the cab driver, over the seat.

I ran out into the rain, past the Ivy's Icecream! sign, straight down the path that led to the lake. That led to him.

He was sitting, soaked in the rain by the lake.

"Hey stranger." I said, sitting beside him.

If he was surprised to see me, I couldn't tell. His eyes were cold, and he said nothing.

"Why are you here?" He finally asked. "Won't talking to the bad boy, Chad Dylan Cooper ruin your image? Your career?"

"I'm here to say sorry."

He waited.

"I made those things up, to make you think I didn't want to be with you. I thought that your career.."

"Was more important than you."

I nodded, slowly.

"You know my mother died, picking me up from an audition for that damned show? I took the job anyway, I thought I owed it to her. I was wrong."

I looked down.

He tilted my chin up to look me in the eyes.

"She'd want me to be happy and it's you that makes me happy."

He released my chin running his hands down my arms leaving them resting on my hands.

I breathed heavily, bracing myself for what was next.

"I love you." I whispered.

He looked in my eyes. Rain glistened on his eyelashes. There I saw the fear of the words, rarely spoken to him. The fear slowly turned to joy.

He bent down, centimeters from my face.

"No matter what, more than anything, everyday.. I love you too." The heat of his breath tickled my face, before he closed the space between us. His lips on mine.

-x-

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