bechloe ~ high school

Chapter 7 (The Visitor)

Chloe laid back on her bed with a slow and happy sigh, smiling softly to herself as she stared up at her bedroom ceiling. Her fingers twiddled thoughtfully with the silver ring on her index finger. Beca's ring.

Across the dimly lit surface of the ceiling above her she replayed the images from her memory. The expression on Beca's face when she'd tapped on the window of her car when they'd met up after school. The smile on the petite brunette's face when Chloe had taken her hand. The way those deep blue eyes had watched her every movement when Chloe had climbed on top of her in the car.

Chloe could remember how Beca had smelt. Could remember how she'd tasted. Could remember how she'd sounded when she'd moaned beneath her. Could remember the way Beca's eyelids had fluttered open once she'd climaxed.

Her thoughts then drifted back to how hard they'd laughed before then. When Beca had accidentally flung the driver's seat back. Chloe bit her bottom lip, her smile broadening as she remembered. She'd never felt that happy before. Ever.

Chloe reached out to her bedside table and picked up her phone. It was excruciating having her entire thoughts consumed by the very person that she couldn't be seen with. Excruciating having to spend the night staring at her bedroom ceiling, desperate to speak to her but not being able to because neither girl had thought to swap numbers.

The redhead let out a short sigh as she stared at the clock on her phone. 1am. Had she really been milling about her bedroom and staring at her ceiling for three hours?

Suddenly she heard something hit her bedroom window with a light 'tap'. Her heart began to race and she froze as she looked up, holding her breath to listen harder. The 'tap' sounded again, this time a little louder.

With a deep breath Chloe slid off her bed and nervously approached her bedroom window. She could be going crazy, after all it WAS 1am. She was tired. And she'd had a very eventful day..

When the 'tap' sounded one last time, Chloe held her breath and peered between the blinds of her bedroom window. Her heart jumped into her mouth as she looked down into the back garden of her family home and down below, on the patio, stood the very girl that was consuming her thoughts.

Chloe fumbled to open the blinds, her fingers quaking she was so excited and nervous to see Beca again. She swiftly opened her bedroom window, careful not to wake her family in the rest of the house. She beamed down at Beca while the brunette beamed back up at her.

"Hi!" Beca said quietly, awkwardly holding her hand up as a greeting.

"What are you doing here?" Chloe whispered, feeling giddy with excitement as she let out a giggle.

Beca shrugged, "I couldn't stop thinking about you. And I hate that I never asked for your number.." she whispered, a grin still on her face. It was weird telling someone what she was thinking or feeling, but Chloe made it so easy.

"I haven't stopped thinking about you either" Chloe whispered back down with a grin. She wished she could be with her again. Properly.

Beca held up something in her hand and Chloe looked at it curiously, peering through the darkness as Beca whispered, "I made you something and...uh...I didn't want to wait to give it to you at school in case Posen saw so..."

And Chloe stepped back as Beca lobbed something up into her open window. It landed on the floor just by her bed with a thud and Chloe froze, hoping that her brother, whose bedroom was below hers, didn't stir.

Beca held her breath as she kept her focus on Chloe, high up in her bedroom. This was a crazy move, yes. But she was torturing herself at home not being able to talk to the redhead. It had been a no brainer to sneak out of her house, and drive over to Chloe's - even if it WAS 1am..

When Chloe was satisfied she'd waited long enough she ducked down to the floor of her bedroom and picked up the latest addition. A soft smile grew on her face as she held in her hands a cassette tape. And around it was a piece of paper, with an elastic band keeping it together. On the piece of paper was a cell number. Presumably Beca's cell number.

Chloe's heart rose as she returned to the window, smiling down at Beca again who was looked up at her with an affectionate smile.

"Text me!" Beca hissed with a grin, slowly beginning to make her way back to the front of the house where her car was parked on the street. The brunette didn't look away from the bedroom window though. Chloe blew Beca a kiss, her heart still racing excitably as she watched the girl walk out of view.

The redhead slowly closed the window then let out a gentle sigh as she looked down at the cassette tape in her hands, tracing her thumb across the cell number that Beca had scrawled on the piece of paper for her.