AN: Uh- Hi is this thing still on? *Taps mic* It's currently 2:15 AM on a Thursday morning- technically, and inspiration hit me to write. It's Kaylee and I'm back with this fresh new story that you could probably tell by my summary I haven't gotten any better at writing them. I hope you guys enjoy this new story, and please read and review if you can! See you at the bottom!
Disclaimer: It's been nearly 3 years and I still don't own Pitch Perfect. I should stop getting my hopes up on ever doing so.
Beca P.O.V.
"This was insane, needy, and downright desperate why am I doing this?" I thought to myself as I chewed on my bottom lip and sat up straighter in my bed. My eyes were glued on my phone screen as this anonymous messenger app was beginning to download. I ran a hand through my hair as I opened it for the first time. "At least they don't ask for a credit card right off the bat- that's a plus." I looked through certain groups, and after being affectively weirded out I took the chance and hit random. After many, many, MANY horny dudes asking for an extra hand to get off their goodies I nearly gave up with a sigh. "What was I expecting, really? I don't even know what I'm doing." I gave the smallest of sighs and frowned. I just wanted someone to talk to again, to really connect and have a conversation with. I lost that when my ex Amy got caught cheating with another girl by my best friend, Stacie. I barely let anyone in after that, even Stacie at times. But that was months ago, and now I'm just a small, lonely, pathetic potato in her bed with a stupid app possibly made for horny old men. I went to hold the icon, but as the x came up I couldn't get myself to press it. "Ugh, Fine. One. More. Time." The app was brought back to life, and I settled myself deeper into the bed. I hit the random button again, and began another chat.
Beca: Hey there, ASL?
Stranger is typing…
No name: Hey! 21, Female, Washington. You? :)
Beca: Nice! 21, Female, Louisiana nice to meet you! :)
Stranger is typing…
No name: Can I just say how relieved I am that you aren't a 57 year old, asking me for boob pictures hahaha. :P
I couldn't help but chuckle at that. Honestly, the struggle was much too real.
Beca: Dude, same here! I was honestly about to delete this app if you ended up being another one. I had zero faith left.
Stranger is typing…
No name: Well, I hope I brought that faith back a little bit. I'm Chloe by the way :)
I groaned and slapped my forehead dramatically. "Did I really just call her dude? Nooo, Beca."
Beca: Sorry, don't know why I called you dude. I call everyone that it's a habit. I'm Beca.
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: It's quite alright haha, it made me laugh. Cute name, Beca I like it. What are you doing on an app like this?
Beca: Haha, I'll make you laugh at me quite often… I'm famous for that. And thanks the name runs in my family got it from my dad. :P To be honest Chloe, I'm not sure. It's late and I can't sleep, and I guess I just want to talk to someone.
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: You're just a ball of sarcasm aren't you? We're going to get along swell. I'm fiery just like my hair haha. And I can understand that, I'm in the same boat. Sometimes you just need to have a conversation with someone whether a stranger or a friend.
Beca: I am the most sarcastic person you will ever meet. And a fiery redhead huh? That's a double threat. Yeah, we're going to get along great Chloe haha. Thanks for understanding I guess right now you're both a stranger and a friend.
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: Well, I don't have to be a stranger. If you want we can just talk and see how it flows. For example: If you could be any food what would you be?
I almost spat my water out by laughing.
Beca: Out of all the questions to ask that's the first one to get to know me? Hahaha
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: Hey! Just answer the question you're cutting the flow from the conversation. :(
Beca: Okay, okay. I would be pizza, because at first I'm all round, and nice and gooey, but pick up a piece and I got my edges. Everyone still loves me, but I'm always going to have my edges. What about you?
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: … You just made pizza sound so poetic. I will never be able to eat it the same. OMG DID YOU JUST RUIN PIZZA FOR ME?
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: I'm just kidding nobody could ever ruin pizza, but honestly great answer I haven't heard one like that before. If I were any food I'd be spaghetti.
Beca: Why spaghetti?
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: Because I'd like to think even pasta noodles, get soft and wavy when hot, and wet. ;)
I nearly choked on my water again, but for a completely different reason. I was not laughing instead, blushing so red my eartips felt hot. A couple seconds went by as I couldn't think of something to say.
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: Beca? I didn't scare you off did i? Fun fact: I'm very forward and I forget that sometimes, I'm sorry that wasn't the smartest thing to say to someone you're just getting to know.
Beca: No no, You didn't scare me off. I didn't know how to respond honestly haha. It's okay I don't mind you being forward. You're fine I'd much rather you be real you instead of 'trying-to-impress-you' you. I'm sick of fake people. You'd think that if you were acting real to a person they'd do it back for you.
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: I can understand that, Beca. I'll be real with you don't worry. I can't stand fake people either. I mean, I don't know what happened to you given that last part you said. But if that person didn't care to be honest with you its their lost.
Beca: That honestly made me smile genuinely thank you, Chloe. I'll be real with you too. At least we're in agreement not to be fake bitches :P
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: Hey, I agreed I wouldn't be fake. Bitch I can't promise I wont be at times haha.
Beca: Very true. So going back to that spaghetti joke. Was it really a joke or are you like, gay?
Wow, way to smoothly broach the subject again.
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: That depends, would it matter if I was?
My heart began pounding in my chest
Beca: No, dummy of course not. I'm not like some self-hating lesbian myself haha.
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: Wait, so you're…?
Beca: Yes I'm a lesbian 110% all about the ladies… however, I can't say it's the same the other way around.
Beca: Now, are you also?
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: Hahaha, Don't say that I'm sure you have ladies around the block. Who wouldn't love that sarcastic exterior? And I'm bisexual I play for both teams haha.
Beca: You literally made me fall off the bed. As if I have girls lined up down the block. If I had I wouldn't be on here. Are you in a relationship?
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: Ever the dramatic one also, what a catch you are. ;P I'm sure there are girls there who like you don't think that. And no. Too complicated right now, and too draining.
Beca: You know, you weren't kidding when you said you were fiery huh? You keep up well in my banter. But I get the complications. My ex cheated on me about 3 months ago. I'm just now getting around the corner.
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: I told you I'd be real with you. This is me take it or leave it :P But in all seriousness I'm so sorry Beca she's a bitch for cheating. I don't get why people do it. If it helps at all, I wouldn't have thought you were just turning the corner. You're strong.
Beca: Thanks Chlo… I appreciate that.
And that's how it went for almost 3 hours. My eyes were sore from staring at the light for so long. Chloe and I nonstop messaging and talking to one another until I looked up at my time and it read 3:23 AM.
Beca: Christ, Chloe it's almost 3:30 in the morning… we talked so long.
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: Whoa, you weren't kidding Beca. And I'm one hour ahead of you so it's almost 4:30 in the morning for me. I couldn't even tell it was that long.
Beca: I couldn't tell either. It might be best if we called it a night…
I chewed on my bottom lip, because I knew if I pressed end chat I might never hear from her again, and after talking so long saying bye was the last thing on my mind.
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: We should… listen Beca I don't usually do or ask this but we literally spent almost all night talking with little to no sexual talk, and that never happens for me, and I'd like to think we aren't 'strangers' anymore but if this is still strange just forget it, but heres my number and maybe if you want to text me tomorrow that's up to you. The ball is in your court, Becs. :) Thanks for talking with me tonight.
Beca: I just might… Chlo. And it was fun honestly. Brought back my faith in this stupid app that there might actually be people out there like you. I'll text you tomorrow when I get a chance. Goodnight Chloe.
Stranger is typing…
Chloe: Well I certainly can't wait for that text. Goodnight Beca. Talk to you tomorrow.
I was definitely going to be messaging her tomorrow. No doubt.
Stranger has disconnected
AN: Hey! Would you look at that we're at the end of the chapter. I'm a little rusty so bare with all the mistakes and plot line. I'm not sure how long this story will run maybe another chapter or two. If you have any suggestions or prompts feel free to message them to me! I'm going to really try to write some more, also I will be updating my other fanfiction 'You Look Hot Or I'm Drunk' in the very near future so keep an eye out for that! Please Read and Review if you like where this is going, or just to say Welcome back! I love you guys thanks for all the support as usual!
Xoxo-
Kaylee :)