Chapter III

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Chloe's POV

I feel so bad that I didn't go into the record store yesterday. It's not like I HAVE to go but I kinda do. It felt so weird not seeing her yesterday but I have a valid excuse - one of my old college friends, Jessica, was in town so I saw her and I don't think that she would have wanted to go to the record store with me. Right now, I'm sitting on the couch while I stalk Beca again. I keep looking through her photos, missing seeing her beautiful face in person.

"Oh, for the love of God!" Aubrey sighs, walking up behind me and handing me my dinner. "Just ask her out already!"

"I will tomorrow. I'm going to the store and I'm going to ask her out. I'm gonna do it," I tell her.

"If you say so..." Aubrey huffs and I know she doesn't believe me but I HAVE to ask Beca out because this can't go on any longer. "Why don't you ask her to the party that's this weekend?"

"Oh, what a great idea! Maybe we could go together or something?"

"You can only ask."

"That's a great idea, Bree."

That is a really good idea. I'll ask Beca if she wants to go to the party this weekend, well, it's actually tomorrow night but it's still the weekend. It's just a classic college party, even though I don't go to college anymore. I graduated a little while ago but my old college friend, Emily, has invited Aubrey, myself, and a few other of our other college friends to come and sing so it'll be fun. I just hope that Beca will come... She's been on my mind all day and I miss her. I know we're not going out but she's just so adorable... Just the thought of actually asking her out makes me giddy but excited at the same time. I can't get her out of my head. I can't wait to see her tomorrow and finally ask what I've been wanting to ask for the past week. This is so exciting!

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It's a new day and I hardly slept last night since my mind was too focused on Beca. I couldn't stop thinking about her and I can't stop thinking about her now. I need to see her again and that's what I'm going to do now. I'm on my way down to the record store with my mind set on asking her out. I'm going to ask her out first then I'll ask her to be my date to the party. I really want to get to know her more and I know that having dinner is probably the best way to go but you can really tell a person's nature when they're at a party so it'll be interesting to see how Beca is when she lets her hair down. That gorgeous, thick, wavy, chocolate brown hair... I just want to run my hands through it.

The record store is in sight and that's when my blood really starts to pump. I'm mere seconds away from seeing her again and I can't wait. I just want to run into the store I've missed her that much but I have to act casual. I can't come across as a complete lunatic if I don't already look like one by now. Just before I enter the store, I take a deep breath then push open the door and look up at the counter but fail to see Beca at all. In fact, there's no one in here. Is it about to close or something? Usually, there are a few people here around this time but there's no one. Maybe it's just one of those days. I look around the store in search of Beca but I can't find her at all. Perhaps she's in the back? Don't tell me this is her day off!

I try not to overthink so I start aimlessly searching through records and I'm doing this for about five minutes before a voice pulls me out of my thoughts.

"Hi!" I turn to the voice but it's not Beca's, in fact, it's not even a woman's - it's a man's.

I look to my right and see a young man, probably in his mid-twenties with short, brown hair and brown eyes. I've never seen him before.

"Ah, hi!" I smile.

"Are you looking for anything specific?" He asks.

"Ah... I'm just having a browse actually."

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