Youth

A/N: Hello, again. Sorry for the delay in story, but this one took some time. Probably my favorite story so far just because of how ridiculous it is. Hope you all enjoy it and continue to like my work. I know Chloe turned 24 this year, but I wanted it to tie into the other works I had made. Thanks for reading and feel free to leave some love or even hate.

     Rachel, please! Turn it off!" Chloe glanced over at Rachel, who was determinedly ignoring her. "Seriously, I'm about to jump out of this truck if you don't make this godforsaken noise shut up!"

"But, babe. You're 22 now. Did you just not expect me to play Taylor Swift today?"

"YES! Jesus Christ, YES!"

Rachel reluctantly turned off the music with a loud sigh,

"Fine, but plan on listening to it 4 months from now for my birthday on repeat, Little Miss Party Pooper." They sat in silence for a minute, Chloe trying to fill her head with pleasant sounds now that that garbage was over. Suddenly, she remembered, she had no idea what her girl even had planned and that drove her finally eased mind back into a frenzied mess.

"Babe, where are we going?" Silence.

"BAAAAABE." Still silence. Rachel was not budging but Chloe could see how hard she was trying to remain calm.

"Rachel, please, please, puh-lease." She drug out the last please, trying to make it as annoying as possible. Rachel smirked, glancing behind her shoulder as she merged into the right lane. "You know, all this does is make me drunk on power. I like it when you beg."

Chloe groaned and slid down into her seat. "God, Rach. You're insane."

"Babe, it's your birthday, I'm allowed to be mysterious. You'll just have to deal with it." The punk should have known her girl wasn't going to crack, but she had to try anyways. They continued to ride on the highway for a few more minutes in silence until the blond's voice spoke up.

"We're getting close. Put this blindfold on." She rummaged through her pocket and pulled out a red bandana. Chloe stared at it in confusion.

"Is this necessary?" her voice was dry.

"Yeah, you'll recognize the scenery. I have to keep my secret safe. Let me be in control for once."

"Kinky."

"Just do it, babe."

Chloe rolled her eyes but tied the bandana tightly around her. "Happy?"

"Thank you." Rachel laughed, slightly maniacally. They drove in silence for a few miles more, Chloe tapping nervously on Rachel's hand pressed firmly into her thigh for reassurance. Suddenly, the punk jolted into the window as Rachel came to a slightly jerky stop. Chloe heard her turn the truck off and open then shut the door as she exited the vehicle. A few seconds later, a burst of fresh air hit her arm as the blond opened up her door and undid her seatbelt for her. Taking hold of Chloe's hand, she helped her jump out.

"Can I take this stupid thing off yet?" Chloe grumbled.

"Not yet," Rachel responded slamming the door knowing she only had a few more seconds of her girlfriend's patience before she rioted. She spun Chloe around so she was in front of her and pinned her back against the truck. Putting her hands on her hips, she stood on tiptoe and started to kiss her still blinded girlfriend. Chloe leaned eagerly into the kiss, feeling the warm truck pressed up against her back, confused as to where they were. As Rachel deepened the kiss, Chloe didn't really give a shit where they were at this point, things were getting hot. The punk's hands started around her girl's back, lowering every few seconds to finally rest on her ass. A soft hum in satisfaction vibrated in Rachel's throat as her hands worked up to Chloe's cheeks gently cradling her head. The blond allowed her girl's tongue to enter her mouth but as soon as she started to slowly grind her hips into Rachel, she had to stop there, reluctantly. Chloe still had no idea where they were yet after all.