Racing Hearts
Part: 1/3
Disclaimer: I don't own anything; NBC owns everything, blah blah blah. You know the drill.
Pairing: Brady/Chloe
Authors Note: Just a fluffy little Broe fic I cooked up when I was going through withdraw. ;) Enjoy!
Loud rock music blared in her ears as Chloe Lane pushed her way through the crowded room towards the table containing the drinks. Perspiration and sweat clung to the back of her neck, and she longed to be out in the crisp June night air; the cool breeze howling at her back. But this was her graduation party, she couldn't exactly back out now. After all, this was a once in a lifetime type of thing. In just a few months she would be jetting off to Juliard, about to start a new life as a famous opera singer, or at least she hoped that would be the case. Whatever the case may be though, very soon her life would be taking a dramatic turn of events, and she wanted to soak up as much normal Salem bliss as possible.
Originally she hadn't even intended on coming at all. She was planning to spend the evening curled up with a good book in front of the television, when her friend Belle had phoned her up, gushing about this dress she just HAD to try on for graduation. It sounded like such fun, she just couldn't resist. Even if that meant showing up at the party a single gal; Phillip had long since moved on from their relationship and was planning on attending with Mimi. Shawn and Belle were going together, of course; Salem High's Golden Couple, how could they not? But that left her as the tagalong, like always.
That is, until Belle had suggested that she bring Brady along as a date - a purely platonic one, of course, but it was better than going completely stag. After much persuading, Chloe had finally agreed to go, much to her friend's rejoice. Little did she know that Belle was secretly hoping that tonight would be the night she and Brady would reveal their true feelings for each other. It would be about time, too.
"So, Diva, what do you think of this party so far?" Brady shouted over the thundering noise, as he poured some fruit punch into one of the little plastic cups and downed it all with one gulp.
Chloe couldn't help but let a small smile escape her lips. "Not bad," she said, taking his hand and leading him back towards the dance floor. "But I think it's time to REALLY get this party started!" As a sultry, slow song floated over the airwaves, Chloe's eyes glittered with mischief.
Wrapping her arms around Brady's neck, she inched his body closer until she was pressed up against him, as they continued to slowly dance to the beat. Normally she never would have dared to try anything of the sort with her best friend's brother - but tonight was different. Tonight she felt like taking risks. Pretty soon she would be leaving the drab world of Salem behind for good, so she might as well take her chances.
The song ended and they both pulled away; beads of sweat dripping from their necks. Brady just eyed her curiously, wondering what was up. It wasn't like Chloe to act so out of character.
"Chloe, are you feeling alright?" he asked after a moment, to which she replied with a grin. "I mean, somebody didn't spike your punch, did they?"
"No, of course not. I just felt like letting my inner wild side out for the night. There's not something wrong with that, is there?"
Brady took a glance at the low cut backless sapphire dress that hugged her every curve before replying. "Hey, I'm not complaining," he said before mentally kicking himself, worried that she might think he was coming onto her. The last thing he wanted to do was possibly put their friendship in danger by further complicating their relationship.
"Oh My god, I can't believe how hot it is in here!" a certain chipper voice they both recognized instantly squealed, plopping down in a red cushioned seat beside them. Her date, Shawn Brady, soon followed, casually throwing his leather jacket over his shoulder.
"Hello to you too, Tink," Brady grinned at the all too familiar nickname he often used on his younger sister.
"You guys will never guess what I just heard earlier when I was talking to Alyssa Monroe!" Belle continued to gush, her blue eyes lighting up with delight.
"What, that you've been nominated for a nobel peace prize?"
"Not funny, Brady," she said, playfully whacking him on the arm with her purse. She was about to continue, before her eyes met those of Chloe's; her cheeks turning scarlet as if a light bulb had suddenly flashed on in her head.
After a moment of silence, Chloe's curiosity got the best of her. "What was it that you were going to tell us, Belle?"
Belle averted her eyes from her friends. "Oh, nothing..."
"Come on sis, you've kept us in suspense long enough." The sarcasm was evident in Brady's voice, but he couldn't help but note the worried expression that dawned on Belle's face. Whatever it was she was keeping from them, it certainly wasn't her usual lollipops and flowers routine.
Part: 1/3
Disclaimer: I don't own anything; NBC owns everything, blah blah blah. You know the drill.
Pairing: Brady/Chloe
Authors Note: Just a fluffy little Broe fic I cooked up when I was going through withdraw. ;) Enjoy!
Loud rock music blared in her ears as Chloe Lane pushed her way through the crowded room towards the table containing the drinks. Perspiration and sweat clung to the back of her neck, and she longed to be out in the crisp June night air; the cool breeze howling at her back. But this was her graduation party, she couldn't exactly back out now. After all, this was a once in a lifetime type of thing. In just a few months she would be jetting off to Juliard, about to start a new life as a famous opera singer, or at least she hoped that would be the case. Whatever the case may be though, very soon her life would be taking a dramatic turn of events, and she wanted to soak up as much normal Salem bliss as possible.
Originally she hadn't even intended on coming at all. She was planning to spend the evening curled up with a good book in front of the television, when her friend Belle had phoned her up, gushing about this dress she just HAD to try on for graduation. It sounded like such fun, she just couldn't resist. Even if that meant showing up at the party a single gal; Phillip had long since moved on from their relationship and was planning on attending with Mimi. Shawn and Belle were going together, of course; Salem High's Golden Couple, how could they not? But that left her as the tagalong, like always.
That is, until Belle had suggested that she bring Brady along as a date - a purely platonic one, of course, but it was better than going completely stag. After much persuading, Chloe had finally agreed to go, much to her friend's rejoice. Little did she know that Belle was secretly hoping that tonight would be the night she and Brady would reveal their true feelings for each other. It would be about time, too.
"So, Diva, what do you think of this party so far?" Brady shouted over the thundering noise, as he poured some fruit punch into one of the little plastic cups and downed it all with one gulp.
Chloe couldn't help but let a small smile escape her lips. "Not bad," she said, taking his hand and leading him back towards the dance floor. "But I think it's time to REALLY get this party started!" As a sultry, slow song floated over the airwaves, Chloe's eyes glittered with mischief.
Wrapping her arms around Brady's neck, she inched his body closer until she was pressed up against him, as they continued to slowly dance to the beat. Normally she never would have dared to try anything of the sort with her best friend's brother - but tonight was different. Tonight she felt like taking risks. Pretty soon she would be leaving the drab world of Salem behind for good, so she might as well take her chances.
The song ended and they both pulled away; beads of sweat dripping from their necks. Brady just eyed her curiously, wondering what was up. It wasn't like Chloe to act so out of character.
"Chloe, are you feeling alright?" he asked after a moment, to which she replied with a grin. "I mean, somebody didn't spike your punch, did they?"
"No, of course not. I just felt like letting my inner wild side out for the night. There's not something wrong with that, is there?"
Brady took a glance at the low cut backless sapphire dress that hugged her every curve before replying. "Hey, I'm not complaining," he said before mentally kicking himself, worried that she might think he was coming onto her. The last thing he wanted to do was possibly put their friendship in danger by further complicating their relationship.
"Oh My god, I can't believe how hot it is in here!" a certain chipper voice they both recognized instantly squealed, plopping down in a red cushioned seat beside them. Her date, Shawn Brady, soon followed, casually throwing his leather jacket over his shoulder.
"Hello to you too, Tink," Brady grinned at the all too familiar nickname he often used on his younger sister.
"You guys will never guess what I just heard earlier when I was talking to Alyssa Monroe!" Belle continued to gush, her blue eyes lighting up with delight.
"What, that you've been nominated for a nobel peace prize?"
"Not funny, Brady," she said, playfully whacking him on the arm with her purse. She was about to continue, before her eyes met those of Chloe's; her cheeks turning scarlet as if a light bulb had suddenly flashed on in her head.
After a moment of silence, Chloe's curiosity got the best of her. "What was it that you were going to tell us, Belle?"
Belle averted her eyes from her friends. "Oh, nothing..."
"Come on sis, you've kept us in suspense long enough." The sarcasm was evident in Brady's voice, but he couldn't help but note the worried expression that dawned on Belle's face. Whatever it was she was keeping from them, it certainly wasn't her usual lollipops and flowers routine.
