Hey! This is just another quick one-shot I wrote a while ago. I had some ideas bouncing around in my head and this one popped up, so I got to work on it and I kinda like how it turned out. I don't ship Bat, but I think it would be an interesting couple..so I might write some more stuff for them. I'll definitely be writing a lot of Cabbie though, so stay tuned for that! As far as this story goes, leave a review and let me know what you think! :)
Beck Oliver awoke at seven thirteen a.m. to the chorus of 'Who's That Chick' by David Guetta playing from across the room. That was Cat's ringtone. He slowly opened his eyes and sat up, throwing his legs around to the side of the bed so he could stand. He made his way across the RV and grabbed the pear-shaped device, pressing the green 'answer' button before holding the phone up to his ear.
"You have reached Beck. How may I help you?" he asked while yawning. He heard a giggle on the other end of the line.
"You sound sleepy."
"Yeah well, I was kind of asleep when you called."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"No, no it's cool. I mean, who needs sleep?" He chucked quietly, and heard Cat trying to stifle a giggle on the other end. "Anyways, what's up?"
"Well, my aunt Linda's wedding is today." She trailed off, and Beck waited for her to finish her statement, but after a few moments of silence he realized that the redhead was done speaking.
"Um, is that all you called to tell me?"
"Oh, no. Sorry I got distracted by a bird outside." She paused. "It's blue."
"Why did you call Cat?" Normally Beck didn't mind her air headedness, but he wasn't in the best mood after being woken up so early on a Saturday. He felt bad being so curt with Cat, but she seemed unfazed by his harshness.
"Well, I need you to go to the mall with me."
"Today?"
"Yes."
"What about your aunt's wedding?"
"That's why I need to go!"
"Um, okay I'm confused." Cat gave an exasperated sigh.
"I don't have anything to wear to the wedding and I need you to go with me so I can buy a dress." She said this like it was incredibly obvious and couldn't believe that Beck didn't understand her problem. Beck tried not to laugh at her tone.
"You haven't bought a dress yet and the wedding is today?"
"Yeah I thought I made that clear." Beck pictured Cat rolling her eyes and giving him that look she always did when she thought he was being weird or stupid. She didn't give him that look often. Beck ran a hand through his messy hair, which only made it messier.
"And why can't you go with Tori or Jade?"
"Because Tori's in Malibu with her family and Jade threatened to cut up my stuffed giraffe if I ever called her before noon."
"Which toy giraffe?"
"Does it matter?" Beck flinched at the harsh tone of her voice. "Will you go or won't you?" Beck tried to decide if he should go or not. He wasn't fond of being up so early, but he was sure he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep, and Cat was his friend. He'd gone shopping with Jade before so he wasn't unfamiliar with the whole concept, except this time he wouldn't be in a warehouse on the outskirts of town watching Jade search through racks and racks of black clothing.
"Um, fine. I'll go."
"Yay! Meet me at the mall in forty five minutes."
"Okay, but you owe me little miss." Beck hung up and went to go get ready.
Beck stood at the fountain at the very center of the mall waiting for a certain redhead to show up. It had been exactly fifty two minutes since their conversation via cell phone that morning and she had yet to show. Although they hadn't exactly decided on a meeting spot so she might have been wondering around the building looking for him.
Beck decided to head towards the food court in search of his friend. While he walked he grabbed his phone from his pocket and texted Cat asking where she was. He got no reply, but when he passed a boutique and glanced inside, he saw a familiar shade of red hair circling a rack of clothes. He breathed a sigh of relief and went inside the store.
"Hey Cat!" he called out when he figured she was in earshot. She turned around and smiled when she saw
"Beck!" she jumped up happily before she placed her hands on her hips and furrowed her brow. "You're late."
"No I'm not," he said laughing. "I go here like twenty minutes ago."
"Then why did you just walk into the store?" Beck opened his mouth to argue back but he decided against it.
"Well, I'm here now." Cat instantly stopped searching through the rack and grinned devilishly at Beck.
"Yes you are. Now hold these while I go try this on." Cat handed him about five different dresses, then scampered off to the fitting rooms. Beck followed along behind her, and was reminded once again of when Jade would make him go with her while she tried on shirts. Only this time he was in a brightly lit store with pop music flowing from the speakers holding several cute sundresses, instead of being in a dimly lit warehouse where the only noise came from the highway outside. Beck had to admit, he didn't mind being here with Cat one bit. It was always nice to spend some time with her. She was a nice refresher from the stresses of everyday life. It was almost like taking your younger sibling to the park for some fresh air after being stuck in a room full of smoke.
Eventually Cat emerges from the dressing room in a strapless metallic silver dress that came down to aboutbmod thigh. It was extremely tight everywhere except at the top, which was why Cat had to keep adjusting it.
"So, how's this?" she asked. Beck made a face but said nothing. She sighed. "I know. Its horrible."
"No, it's not horrible. "
"So you like it?"
"Oh, no. Not at all." Cat stuck out her bottom lip and stared up at Beck with those big brown eyes of hers like he'd just told her she wasn't getting a pony for Christmas. Beck ran a hand through his hair and sighed.
"I mean, I'm just sure you would look so much hetter," he held out a light pink dress from the top of the stack he was holding and held it out towards her, "in this." Cat stared at it for a while, then smiled shyly at Beck and took it from his hands.
"Okay. I'll try this one on." Beck gave her a small smile in return. "Be right back!" Cat sing-songed as she skipped into the fitting room
Beck took the time to look around the store. He saw several other guys holding stacks of clothing while a female scanned the racks nearby. Most likely couples, he thought. Most of them looked quite pleased to be out and about with their special ladies, but one of the guys looked as miserable as he had felt when he went shopping with Jade. He felt bad for the guy, who was leaning up against a wall holding what appeared to be twenty different shirts, all pink, while a blonde haired girl was shouting at him for 'seeming so distant'. It was almost like he was looking into his own past.
Beck figured he probably looked like one of them. A boyfriend that had been dragged to this store to hold clothes like some kind of living breathing, mobile shelf. He knew the truth though. He and Cat were just friends. No way would he ever consider dating her. Not that she wasn't cute or a fun person or anything like that. He'd known her for years, but just never saw her as anything but a sister. An adorable, redheaded, younger sister with a very unique outlook on life.
She even dressed like he imagined his younger sister would. She always wore bright colors with bold patterns, and she loved bows. Her usual attire was a multicolored top of some sort, whether it be a T-shirt, hoodie, or fancy blouse, a pair of skinny jeans or Jean shorts, and either ballet flats or wedges. Occasionally she wore a dress, but when she did it was always a Sundress of some sort and didn't help to make her look Any older. Most girls dressed older than their age, but Cat was the complete opposite, and Beck liked that about her.
Cat soon poked her head out of the door to see if Beck was looking, then slowly stepped out into the open and clasped her hands behind her back. She waited for Beck to turn around, and when he did, his jaw dropped.
The dress Cat was wearing fit her perfectly. It had cap sleeves and a corset-like bodice with an a-line skirt flowing out that came to right above her knees. The dress was made of a deep maroon satin material, with little sequins scattered throughout the dress. It was beautiful, but more importantly, she was beautiful.
That dress hugged Cat in all the right places, accentuating her petite frame wonderfully. Beck felt as if the temperature in the store had risen fifty degrees. Cat tossed her hair over her shoulder and batter her eyelashes at Beck, whose mouth became quite dry. He swallowed hard as he tried to make sense of what was happening to him, because he certainly wasn't thinking of the redhead standing in front of him as 'his little sister' anymore.
"Well, how do I look?" she asked before biting her lip nervously. Beck let his eyes wander over her entire body before giving a nod of approval.
"You look perfect."
