Chapter 5 (The Second Time)

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"So I hate to be the bearer of bad news but..I think the sundaes have melted.." Chloe said with an amused smile on her face.

"Huh?" Beca said, quickly looking from the road she was driving down to the sundaes in Chloe's arms to her right. And sure enough the teen was now holding two containers with runny ice cream in it. Beca let out a groan as she looked back out at the road. They were just arriving at the location Beca had planned on taking Chloe. The sundaes couldn't even play it cool for her and stop themselves from melting!

Chloe began giggling, looking at the brunette affectionately, "Its okay Beca!"

Beca drove them down a little dirt track until they came to the end and parked at the top of a very big hill, "No it's not! I'd planned for us to sit here and look out at the view and eat our ice cream together.." Beca turned back to Chloe to apologise but to her surprise, and her delight, the redhead appeared to be looking out at the view ahead of them in awe and wonder. Because they currently sat in Beca's car, in Beca's favourite spot, looking out at Beca's favourite view. The view of much of Atlanta as it stood below them.

"I've lived here all my life..how did I not know about this view?" Chloe asked gently, "It's beautiful." She whispered as she looked at the city below.

"Yeah," Beca said, as she looked at Chloe with a soft smile, "it is."

Chloe turned to look at Beca, surprised to see the teen was already looking at her and she felt her body begin to tingle slightly. They were finally alone again. And this time they were alone-alone. She'd been waiting all afternoon for the chance to wrap her arms around Beca's body, to kiss her deeply, to see if she could perhaps repay the favour of last night..

"So is this where you take all the girls on a first date?" The redhead said curiously, initially saying it in a joking manner, but deep down desperate to know. She wasn't sure if she was ready to hear the truth. To her relief though, Beca was still smiling at her and shook her head gently.

"I've never taken anyone here before." Beca confessed, letting out a gentle sigh before looking out at the view before them, "This is my secret place. Where I go to collect my thoughts."

Chloe took a deep breath. She'd never had anyone take them to their secret place before. Their favourite place. A place that they hadn't told anyone else about. And it was the knowledge that Beca had shared it with her that made Chloe feel very privileged. Because there was a look on Beca's face that Chloe recognised. Not necessarily as Beca's but more from her own expression. She too needed moments of calm. To try to assess what her life was and who she was in the world and what the hell she was going to do when she graduated from High School. So she could understand the importance of this gesture of Beca bringing her here. It wasn't just for a date. It was to show Chloe a piece of her. And the moment she realised this, Chloe was certain she'd never been more attracted to someone in her life.

Beca felt Chloe's hand, cold from the ice cream sundaes, wrap itself in hers and the brunette turned to look at her with a smile, "Thank you for bringing me here" Chloe said kindly, and Beca was sure she might be the nicest person she'd ever met. The brunette smiled, her heart skipping a beat as Chloe leant her head onto Beca's shoulder and the teens looked out at the view together.

This was all very new for Beca. Someone holding her hand. Someone's head rested on her shoulder. That feeling of relaxing against someone's body. She'd never really felt calm around someone before, but Chloe Beale seemed to change that.

Chloe's heart was beginning to race a little. She'd been looking down at Beca's hand, impressed at how comfortable it felt tangled in hers. Like...she'd be happy if this was always her go-to hand to hold. But she kinda wanted to hold a bit more of Beca. So Chloe gently sat up, placing the two melted ice cream sundaes in the cup holders on the dashboard.

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