A sort of Bechloe story

Part 5

Author's note:

Hi guys, this chapter is inspired by Tangled because I freaking love that movie so much! So I hope you enjoy.

Love you awesome nerds! 

"Chicockblock, ofc" Beca sighed to herself "Bruh, why does this piec of shit has to come over right now?" "Hey, I'm not uncounscious idiot!" Beca heard from the person who was laying under her while she was getting up to lay his mask on the table. But she tropped it again to hit Chicago once more. It was half on purpose, half planned. He scared her a lot in the first place , but she also wanted him to be dead, or at least uncounscious. It only hit her that she has to do something with his body (Not dead... yet).

She tried to drag him up the stairs and hide him in his closet, he didn't have a lot of clothes back home, so there was plenty of room. But lord sweet baby jesus, this guys was heavy! Especially because Beca was the tiniest human being he has ever met. Beca tried to slip him in the closet after 20 minutes of struggeling with going up the stairs, but this guy was always tough, even when he was asleep. She tried so hard to just push him into the closet, just so he can come out out later (hehe) when he was awake, she just didn't want Chloe to see him playing dead in her house.

After Beca succeeded by putting him into the filthy dirty part of the house where he belongs, she heard the door open. She immediately rushed downstairs to see if it was Chloe this time, and luckily it was.

"Hey Becs" Chloe said "I hope I didn't wake you up after going to the store?

"No, no ofc not I uhhh just woke up" Beca lied

"Ah great, you have no idea who I ran into"

"Who?"

"Chicago, he told me that he wanted to pack some things and leave for some time, I told him you were home, did he pass by?"

Beca could feel herself getting red, trying to hold in a laugh and be as unsuspicious as possible at the same time. She also got why chicago called her name when he came in and not Chloe's.

"Uhm no I haven't seen him, sorry. He's probably just shopping or something.."

"Oh okay, great, I guess. Btw I brought us breakfast, I thought that because you're always here for me when I need you, yu would deserve some taco bell?"

Beca squeeled at the words Taco Bell, she was the biggest fan of the food chain, she just loved evrything that was on the menu, it all was just so damn delicious. The 2 women both sat down at the place where they had dinner the day before and ate in a awkward silence.

Later that day Chloe wanted to ask Beca something, but she didn't know how to, like, she hads her own life, house, pets and job to do. Chloe got more and more nervous at the thought of asking her it, but she didn't know why. I mean, she barged into the brunettes shower on campus so why would she be scared to ask this? After some time of thinking Chloe finally decided to ask, she got up off her lazy bum and got to Beca.

"Becs?" she spoke

"Yeah, waddup my dude?" Beca said, wishing Chloe actually was her dude.

"so I need to talk to you."

"Uhm before you start, I really need to say something too"

"uhm okay, but before we start, why is the broom up Chicago's closet door? "

Beca panicked and tried to wipe it off with saying that she was cleaning, and strangely enough Chloe believed her.

"Uhm okay, go ahead" Beca said.

"Okay, so I was thinking" Chloe spoke, fast and barely understandable. "Because you know that I'm not gonna be really good all by myself alone, especially now that Chicago moved out for a couple of times, I wanted to ask you if maybe... I know it's weird actually, but just maybe... If you want to, that you could..-"

Chloe couldn't finish her sentence by Chicago falling out of the closet, while still being uncouncious.

"WTF since he is not able to talk, you're gonna have to do the explaining missy!" Chloe said as she was struggeling with lifting Chicago's body on her bed.