Not aloud to fall

Hang outs and Feelings

Chloe and I continued to hang out every after rehearsal. It was a routine that both of us were able to get used to. I go to her place at 7PM sharp and wait for a few minutes as she finishes herself to be ready, and I always find her gorgeous no matter what she's wearing. From casual shirt and jeans with converse, to preppy blouse and skirt with sandals, she always looks so stunning. I started to level up my style too, thanks to Stacie of course.

Chloe has taken me to various restaurants and diners and food stalls, but anywhere is just pretty fine. As long as it's her company that I am with, I'm pretty satisfied. It's only been a couple of days and I feel like Chloe and I have been friends for years now. Even I have known her through mission briefing, through background checks...knowing her personally seemed to take it up a notch. I am very fascinated and amazed on how we can have conversations from one topic to another, and how we can make it flow. We laugh at some of our embarrassing moments, our past experiences from different things like, driving lessons or high school problems and stuff. The only thing we haven't discussed about is about our families, and it kind of made me wonder why she never mentioned hers. Anyway, I have one certain thing that I am one hundred and one percent sure about: Chloe and I clicked.

Hanging out with Chloe, is sort of my stress-reliever or my breath of fresh air after a grueling rehearsal filled with running laps of 30, heels-wearing, vocal training and lame choreography and set list. It's kind of the only thing I look forward to whenever there are rehearsals. I am a bit astounded to the fact that she can still bring herself to smile, even if Aubrey snaps at her at times. She still manages to understand her so called 'best friend' even if the blonde's being a mean bitch to her. Sometimes, when Aubrey's not in her good mood I just want to walk up to her and slap her in the face. But to my dismay, the only thing I can do to hurt her right now is just to spill my guts to Stacie who just sits down and listen to my rant. I like Chloe very much, and seeing her being hurt by her best friend with mean words and dictatorship, is something I can't stomach.

"Thanks again for tonight. I had a great time." Chloe mumbled sweetly as we came to a stop in front of her and Aubrey's apartment. This is the scene where I always walk her home; make sure she gets inside safe and sound, while I'll be the chivalrous lady who walks towards her own dorm with a bright smile.

"Yeah, thanks to you too." I smiled shyly as I put my hands inside the back pockets of my jeans.

Comfortable silence took over, while we were just standing there not making any move to walk away from each other but giving shy glances to each other. I licked my lips before smiling up at her again.

"So...I gotta go home. Have a goodnight sleep Chlo." I said finally before turning on my heels and start to walk away.

"Hey wait."

I turned around and looked at her with arched eyebrows and a small smile as she started to take short steps towards me. I blushed and my heart starts beating loudly that I can hear it in my ears. Chloe was looking at me intensely with those captivating bright blue eyes that make me weak. She stands in front of me, her gentle stare clashes with my own, and her breath slow while mine is being hold on for a few seconds just before she leans down and puts a lingering kiss on my cheek.

To say that I was stunned would be an understatement. Those soft lips that just touched my skin gave me an electric current that spread over my whole body, sending shivers down my spine and goose bumps over my skin, all the while rushing the blood to my face that made me fluster. This was the second time she gave me a kiss on the cheek, and this time she's sober. Out of all our hangouts, this is the first time she gave me a kiss.

"Good night Becs." She whispered to my ear as she slightly pull away and bit her lip to hide her smile, then turns on her heel and walk towards her front door. She gave me one last wave before closing the door, and I swear I could've just pass out right there.