Suddenly, Beca froze. She quickly pulled away from Chloe, all her fears of emotion crashing down around her, yanking her back to reality. Beca jumped up, and ran out the door, slamming it behind her.
Chloe sat stark still on Beca's bed. She had thought everything was going so well. Beca had admitted her feelings, and Chloe had confessed her mutual feelings. But now Beca was gone.
As the first tear hit the bed, Chloe stood up, and texted Aubrey. She needed her best friend to explain to her what had just happened. Aubrey immediately texted her back that she was coming to pick Chloe up, and drive them to their off-campus apartment.
When Chloe opened the door to Aubrey's silver Audi, her face was soaked, and mascara was covering it.
"Oh, Chlo, what happened?" Aubrey asked, worried.
"Can we go home before we start this conversation?" Chloe responded weakly.
"Of course, hon," Aubrey said, backing up, and starting towards their house. A few short minutes later, as their house was only three-quarters of a mile away from campus, Aubrey was unlocking their front door. While Chloe got comfortable on their black couch, Aubrey made them both some tea. "So will you tell me what happened?" Aubrey requested, suspecting it had something to do with Beca.
Chloe nodded, and began to tell her story, as Aubrey handed her the tea, "so you know how I've had a crush on Beca for a while?" Aubrey nodded. "So today, I went to visit her."
"Again..." Aubrey muttered.
"Yeah, I know," Chloe said embarrassedly. "But we were talking and she asked me how to flirt and stuff-"
"She doesn't know? She's nineteen!" Aubrey interjected.
"Well, she hadn't even had her first kiss yet when she asked me-"
Chloe was again interrupted by Aubrey, "did you just say 'hadn't' ?"
"Yeah, I'll get there, okay? But anyways, then she asked me how to tell if someone likes you and if you like someone." Aubrey sighed. The hobbit was hopeless. Chloe flirted with her so obviously that even Lily knew about Chloe's crush! "So then I asked her why she wanted to know, but before she could answer, I started changing in front of her," Chloe muttered, blushing.
Aubrey smirked at her friend, "Striptease?"
"Shutup. So I took off my shirt, and, uh, she, well, I, I mean she," Chloe stopped frustrated.
Aubrey was puzzled, Chloe had never been uncomfortable talking with her about this stuff, she must really like the tiny DJ. "Yes...?"
"Okay, she, uh, she looked at my boobs while I was taking off my shirt," Chloe quickly glanced at Aubrey, to see her friend raising her eyebrows. "And I caught her staring and called her on it. And long story short, she accidentally admitted her feelings, we kissed, and she ran away," Chloe finished sadly. "But I have no idea why!"