A Predictable Story

chapter three

Chloe wakes up feeling a small body wrapped on her own and starts to wonder how all of that could possibly fit on such a tiny delicate body. How all the talent, as a singer and as music producer, how all that personality as an asshole but at the same time just a little girl scared of dinosaurs, how the beauty and all the strength could just fit there, inside her arms. And then, just like that, she is dragged to the memory of the retreat, inside the tent, when she was ready to let Beca know how she felt about her at the time (because surely she doesn't feel that way anymore. Was a stupid temporary crush, right?) before Beca shut her down.

Now, the girl was still in a serious relationship with Jesse Swanson. Chloe can't help but roll her eyes.

Stretching a little, Chloe grabs her phone and pauses for a moment to appreciate her background, a picture taken by the girls of she and Beca after the Worlds. The smaller one was hugging Chloe by the side. She had never seen Beca so happy.

"Becs" asks Chloe touching her hair, trying to wake the girl up the nicest way she can, not wanting to be punched in the face "Beca, you're a little bit late"

"Late?" Beca humbles, moving a bit forward, burying her head on Chloe's neck and taking a deep breathe against her hair, making her body react in a weird way.

"Are you smel...? Doesnt matter, yes, late. Seven minutes right now."

Beca moves faster than Chloe ever thought she was capable of.

"Fuck."

"Use condoms for that" She laughs, but stops right away when she notices the Beca getting undressed in front of her, which she had never done, living together or not.

Chloe just can't avoid her eyes making their way through Beca's body. Jesus Christ, that was so inappropriate right now.

Of course that in the beginning things were a bit weird. Sharing a bed, sharing a room, sharing a whole apartment, they had lived together at Barden but the Bellas were always around. Now are just she and Beca, and the silence that some nights settle between then slowly changed from awkward to a comfortable silence. She now would relate that silence to morning coffee and pancakes, warm nights, the smell of shampoo, kisses on the cheek and little talks before sleep. And she started to call those little things home.

But never getting undressed.

When Beca feels the other girl eyes on her, she turns to face a distracted Chloe, who smile awkwardly on being spotted staring and says that she, Beca, had surely changed since that last shower.

"Shut up" the brunette turns around again, hiding the blush on her cheeks.

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"You won't even eat?" Chloe start to protest, seeing Beca running and packing her things to go.

"Super duper late, ginger"

"Never too late for your health care"

"Don't worry about my health. I'm going on a marathon just now" she laughs adorably and places a hurried kiss on Chloe's cheek like she does every day before going to work.

Maybe the girls were right. They are too domestic.

--

"Chloe? I'm home, it's not a burglar" Beca shouts to the whole apartment, not knowing where her friend would be.

"Beca! How was work today?" Chloe appears to briefly hug her.

"Oh fine, same thing as always" she says, taking off the hood, sounding indifferent.

"Really? Nothing new?" Chloe takes her things and puts on the table, turning Beca around and taking her jacket out as well.

"Not that I remember, oh wait, JUST FUCKING SIA SIGNED WITH US" she screams turning around in an excited jump, hugging a surprised Chloe, who almost fall on the ground.

"Beca, this is amazing! I am so proud of you" says Chloe hugging her tight and laughing heartily. "We should go out to celebrate tonight! I know a pretty amazing bar, even you gonna love it"

Beca pulls herself out of the hug and her grin fades a little when she looks up inches away of Chloe's face.

"Sorry, Chlo. Jesse just called me to have dinner with him"

Chloe's face falls for a second, then she smile again and takes hold of Beca's hand, dragging her over the sofa.

"At least watch some movie with me before?"

"Nooo, Chloe. You know how I hate movies" Beca groans pushing herself the opposite way.

"Pretty please. I just want to spend some time with you"

Puppy eyes.

Fucking goddamned puppy blue eyes.

Seeing Beca's hesitation Chloe decides to take advantage of it, she already noticed how weak the other girl is for a pleading Chloe. She never says no.

"Which movie do you think is not so predictable?" she asks, grinning so much Beca just sits down beside her, not able to look away.

"Chloe, they all are" she retorts.

"Come on, there must be one." Beca opens her mouth, but Chloe cuts it "and Game of Thrones is not a movie"

"Fine. Pirates of Caribbean"

Chloe's face falls for the second time that day "oh".

"What does this 'oh' and" she mimics Chloe's face dropping in exaggeration "even mean?"

"It's too long, I never make it through them"

"Well I never make it through your Dear John movies as well" Beca snorts "Besides, if it's long more time with me you have" she winks and take the TV control, making herself comfortable

Which actually means making herself near Chloe.

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"Jack Sparrow is an asshole" a half sleep Chloe mutters on Beca's lap.

"Love it"

"That must be why you relate to him so much"

Beca chuckles

"You're too right for me to fight you"

--

"Chloe, I'm home, is not a rapist"

"How was dinner with Mr. Swanson?" a messy in a towel Chloe appears at the end of the stairs, smiling as always.

Then she notices Beca's red eyes. She feels her stomach drop.

"Oh dear, I'm going to put some clothes on, wait right there. "

After not even a minute, Chloe returns to find her friend sitting curled up on the sofa watching TV, but not actually paying attention on it.

"What happened, Beca?" She asks after seating beside her best friend and taking her hand, slowly stroking her thumb on it while watching her carefully "Did Jesse make anything?"

"Yes"

Chloe waits for more information that doesn't come.

"So...what he did?"

The answer comes slowly and her whole world seems to sink.

"He proposed"