Bechloe - No, Not Much

Chapter III

I wake up the following morning to find my body coiled around Beca's. For a moment, I don't know what's going on but once my brain catches up, I remember everything that happened last night and I remember why Beca is in my arms fast asleep. Beca and I ordered pizza and we stayed up for hours talking about her argument with Jesse, what she was going to do, when she thought she fell pregnant, and a bunch of other stuff. We talked about heaps last night and by the end of it I was exhausted and so was Beca. We got into bed and fell asleep pretty much straight away.

I flutter my eyes open and realise that my whole body is touching the back of Beca's. My arms are around her waist, my leg is threaded between hers, and my face is practically buried in her hair. I take the opportunity to appreciate her body and her scent. Beca always smells so good. I can't describe it - it's just her scent and it makes me feel so at ease. She's incredibly comfortable to hold, too. Her body just curves and fits perfectly with mine. How is it possible to be this comfy? Beca hates cuddling in bed and I remember her complaining that Jesse cuddled her too much but it looks like she's changed, which is good. It's important to have human contact and Beca needs it now more than ever.

Not too long after I wake up, Beca begins to stir so I give her a bit of slack with my arms so she can move.

"Mm... Morning, Chlo," she greets in her morning voice and it's so cute.

"Morning, Becs."

She lets out a breathy moan as she stretches, which I take as a sign to remove my arms from around her and slip my leg out from between hers.

"Did you sleep well?" I ask.

"Yes," she nods, turning around to face me and my God, she's adorable. "Did you?"

"Yes," I smile.

"Thanks again for letting me stay over. I, ah... I really appreciate it."

"Don't worry about it. What are friends for right? How are you feeling?"

"A bit better after last night but I'm still scared about what I'm going to do next."

She says the word scared as if she's scared of saying it. It tugs at my heart and then an idea pops into my head. It's crazy. It's wild. It's down and outright INSANE but... it's there. The idea is there and it's not just a brief idea that I take on board then toss to the side because it IS so crazy. But it sticks with me. I look at Beca and I think about the idea. Beca looks at me blankly and she must think I'm so weird for just staring at her but it doesn't last too long when I sit up.

"Are you okay?" She asks.

"Yeah, I just... I have this idea... It's a bit... wild so just hear me out."

"Okay..." Beca sits up with me, her bed hair looking gorgeous.

Beca doesn't like how she looks in the morning but to me, it's the cutest sight ever and I'm so tempted to take a picture but I also know that Beca isn't a morning person and she HATES photos so putting the two together won't be good. I've learned from experience...

"I know you're scared having this baby and you have every right to be, but... I was thinking... what if I did it with you?"

"What?" She frowns.

"Like... What if I helped you throughout your pregnancy so you don't have to do it on your own and by the time the baby comes, you'll be okay. I'll go to doctor's appointments with you, birthing classes, make sure you're okay, and give you support. What do you say?"

Beca looks at me wide-eyed before she leaps forward and wraps her arms around my neck.

"Thank you," she whispers. "That means so much to me."

I'm quite shocked since Beca NEVER initiates hugs but I don't hesitate to hug her back.

"Is that a yes?" I check.

"Yes," she chuckles.

"Awes." I hold her for a little longer until she pulls away. "Right, well, in that case, we better make a doctor's appointment then to make sure that everything's okay and to talk about your options as well."

"That sounds good. You'll... you'll come with me?"

"Of course! I promise to do my best for you, Becs. I know this is scary but you're going to get through this no matter what you decide. I'll support you and be there for you. This is the next stage in your life and we're gonna tackle it together."

Beca looks at me sweetly. "Thank you, Chl. This is why you're my best friend."

"I'd do anything for you, Becs. I'm sorry this has happened but you can do it - I know you can."

"I can now." She takes my hand and squeezes it, making me squeeze back. "So... Does this mean that you're coming to New York with me?"

"I am now. I'm pretty confident that I'm going go to get accepted into a vet internship over there."

"That's great, dude! Congrats!"

"Thanks. So, I'll come up to New York with you and we'll start the next stage of our lives together."

"You really are something else, Chloe Beale..."

She makes me blush and I feel quite embarrassed so I slide out of bed before I go too red in the cheeks.

"I'll go and make us breakfast," I say.

"Okay, while you do that I'll make a doctor's appointment."

"Sounds like a plan. I'll see you in the kitchen."

"Okay."

I walk down the hall then get into the kitchen where I begin to make bacon and eggs. It's a simple breakfast food but it's nice and it will give Beca and I a good start to the day. I always believe that having a good breakfast is vital before you start anything. I get the ingredients I need and start cooking and that's when I reflect on everything that's just happened with Beca and me.

This whole situation is still so unreal to me and what I just offered to Beca is so unreal, too. I'm glad that Beca has ended things with Jesse who is now the number one asshole in my books, but I'm also sad because she's pregnant with his baby. I feel like my chances with Beca are gone now but... a part of me thinks otherwise. Perhaps this baby thing will bring us closer together? I don't know. I know that the idea is ridiculous and I'm confident that there's no way Beca will want to be in a relationship after this and I don't blame her. Beca's had a hard upbringing and those she has loved the most have abandoned her and now this happens. Beca told me last night that it's like her childhood all over again and she doesn't want her baby to have the upbringing she had. I guess that was one of many reasons why I offered to help her. I don't want her baby to have an upbringing like she had either but at the end of the day, Beca is responsible for how she raises her child. There's only so much I can do.

But, I won't let that stop me from doing everything I can to help her. It's going to be a long nine months but we'll get through it. I'm not a quitter and I think now that Beca's got a baby on the way, she'll do whatever she can to give it a good life and be a good mother. I just know it.