bechloe ~ high school

Chapter 11 (Drake)

Chloe stepped out of the cubicle, her heart hammering as she pulled the door over. She brought a hand to her hair that she felt certain was unruly after the crazy make-out session she'd just had with Beca. But she didn't have much time to assess the situation before the bathroom door swung open and Drake strode through the door.

The young man looked a little uncomfortable to be in the girl's bathroom, but the moment he saw Chloe he seemed to relax somewhat. A cocky smirk wiped onto his face, "Aubrey said you wanted to see me.." he said with a wink.

Chloe swallowed loudly as the teen approached her. She'd forgotten how tall he was, and he stood before her, leaning against a section of cubical that was positioned beside the very door Chloe was trying to prevent him from accidentally opening.

"Something about making up for standing me up last night?" The boy said, raising his eyebrows expectantly.

Chloe's heart was racing, her stomach churning as she realised just how uncomfortable she felt being around him. Being with Beca was a whole different ball-game and she hadn't realised how badly she'd been treated before meeting her.

Sure, the fact that the brunette was a good couple of inches shorter than her meant that Chloe was far less intimidated, but it wasn't just that. Chloe trusted that Beca would never EVER do anything to hurt her. Would never insist that Chloe do something purely for Beca's benefit. Would never do something that made Chloe feel uncomfortable. Beca looked at Chloe as if she were the whole world. Beca held Chloe as if she were the whole world. And though Chloe had only truly known the girl for two days, she felt certain that she was falling head over heels in love with Beca Mitchell.

Drake on the other hand was smirking at Chloe. The way he looked down at her cleavage made her feel uncomfortable. Chloe was almost certain she could hear what he was thinking. And it made her feel quite sick.

"Listen, Drake.." Chloe began, stepping away from the cubicle to try to keep him away from Beca, who he still had no idea was hiding in the cubicle beside him, "I-I'm sorry that you were maybe a little embarrassed because I didn't join you at the movies last night.."

"I wasn't embarrassed" Drake said with a nervous laugh, but his expression said otherwise and Chloe knew he didn't mean it. After all, she'd be embarrassed too if she'd expected to meet someone to go to the movies and they never turned up, "I was surprised, yeah. I mean, I thought we had a good thing going here, you know?"

Chloe winced slightly, bringing her arms behind her back so she could twirl Beca's ring that she wore on her index finger. This was one of the most difficult situations she'd ever been in.

"Here's the thing Drake..I-I don't think this is working.." Chloe said nervously.

"What?" The boy said, his brow furrowing slightly in confusion. Had he really had no idea? Had he not sensed how awkward things were between them? Had he not read her body language?

"I think we should break up.." Chloe confirmed quietly, swallowing loudly as she took a deep breath. She desperately wanted to leave, but she couldn't leave Beca alone in here for fear that Drake and Aubrey would find her and work out what had been going on.

Drake stepped forward, reaching out to take her shoulders, "Please," he said gently, "don't..we..it can work.."

Chloe took a step backwards but he stepped with her until her back was against the cool wall of the school bathroom, "It'll never work.." she said quietly, and her stomach dropped as she felt Drake's grip tighten on her shoulders a little firmer.

"But you owe me.." Drake said in a lower tone, his face darkening slightly.

Chloe didn't ever want to admit that she panicked during the times when boys she broke up with spoke to her in that tone, with those particular words. Yes her heart raced, blood rushed to her ears, and she could feel tears well up in her eyes, but that didn't necessarily mean that she was panicking..right?