A Name (bechloe)

21

I woke up too Chloe Beale's head nuzzled into my neck, and legs tangled with my own, all the Bellas snoring and sleeping around us, and the agony of yesterday. I stood looking around at all the people I loved, even though they brought me indescribable pain. I heard a silent sob, looking around the sob turned to silent weeping. I looked down to Chloe crying, again.

I sat down beside her and pulled her on my lap, cradling her. She sobbed harder, tucking herself into me. "I'm so sorry Beca." She whispered quietly, hugging me.

I rubbed small circles in her back "It's ok, you're still my sunshine Chlo. I'm here, it's ok."

She smiled and stopped crying, laying her head on my shoulder. I adapted to her, wrapping my arms around her and rocking back and forth. I did this until I heard a silent snore, then I picked up Chloe and laid her gently down on my empty bed.

I was gently pulled back as I attempted to go make breakfast "You are not going anywhere Mitchell, you are going to cuddle with me, now." Chloe looked very determined

"Chloe, I have to go make breakfast." I chuckled at her determination, then I remembered the time she wanted to see the mix about my feelings toward her and got a wicked idea. I leaned down and brushed my lips against her ear, whispering "Why do you want me to cuddle with me so bad?" I rubbed her thigh slightly, making her eyes flutter

"I-i..." Chloe squirmed slightly

"Just spit it out Sunshine." I smiled at the affect I had on her

"Because, because." Chloe squirmed even more, then I stopped

"Do you want to make breakfast with me, cuddle bug?" I asked laughing at her disappointed face

She squealed in excitement "Yes! We can make pancakes, eggs, and bacon!"

I chuckled at her excitement. That's when I realized, I will always love with this girl.

No matter what, I will always be in love with Chloe Beale.