BECA POV
After the plane had landed, they both took a cab. First dropping Beca off at her apartment. After she entered she pulled a bottle of water out of her fridge, took of all her clothes and went straight to bed. Because of the alcohol she was really confused about what time it was in London or what day it was. They both had the a few days free before they had to get back to the office.
She slept when hammering on her door woke her.
"Jesus" she mumbled, got out of bed, grabbed her robe and went to the door. There stood her Dad.
"Oh dad, what do you want? I'm sleeping" she said leaving the door open and going back to her bed. He entered and closed the door behind him.
"It's quite a way of letting me know, Becs." He said.
"Let you know what?" Beca mumbled into her pillow.
"Don't play dumb with me." He said his voice rising "You know exactly what I mean"
"What? I really have NO CLUE what you mean. Come on dad. I'm jet lacked and I wanna sleep." She said not opening her eyes.
"I can't believe this is your way of telling me." He muttered.
"Jesus dad. Just tell me what you mean so I can get back to sleep." She said still not opening her eyes.
"So you were not making out with a red headed woman in L.A?" It was more of statement then a question.
"Yes dad. I did. What's it…" she began but when she had registered what her dad had said, her head snapped up from the pillow. "Hey! How the hell do you know that?"
Something landed on her bed. It was a magazine. Her dad had left it open to where the information was. Beca couldn't believe her eyes. There was a picture of her and Chloe kissing. You could not see that the girl in the picture was Beca except for the tattoos the brown haired girl had. They were the same as Beca's.
The caption said:
"Brittany Snow turns gay.
Actress Brittany Snow was seen kissing a mysterious brown haired girl outside a bar in Hollywood. Witnesses state that the kiss was intense."
Beca could not believe it. "Brittany Snow. Who the hell was Brittany Snow?"Beca thought to herself.
"Dad.." she began. "It.. I.. well..I.. I think I'm gay" she said not looking at her father.
"Of course I would have told you and not let you find out this way. I had no idea who she really was. She told me her name was Chloe. I hate movies, you know that. Even if she had told me her real name I would not have known who she is."
She grabbed her phone. She had 30 new messages from various friends, her best friend Fat Amy, her boss. She checked Fat Amy's messages first.
10:24am: "Yo flat ass. I kinda knew but still an awesome way to tell me or let the world know."
10:31am: "Yo Becs. You made out with Brittany fucking Snow. It's awesome."
10:32am: "Yo, when will you see her again?"
10:35am: "Are you like her girlfriend?"
10:40am: "Did you tap her? Omg… You taped her!"
Her boss had sent her:
8:02am: "Beca Mitchell. Come see me ASAP."
Another friend had sent her:
8:10am: "Dyke"
"Jesus, what a jerk." She didn't even bother to read the other messages.
She turned back to her father. He was looking at her. Beca thought he was still angry.
"Becs. I have no problem with you being gay. I just wished you would have told me before I had to find out in a magazine. In a freaking magazine!" he said calmly
"Dad, I.. I'm sorry, I didn't know we were being photographed. It's all new to me too." She said her voice muffled because she had her hands over her face.
"So are you.. like dating Brittany Snow?" he asked.
"No Dad. We just met, had a drink and we kissed, that's all." She said "I don't have her number or anything."
"I see." He answered hesitantly.
"Dad, I have to go see my boss ASAP. Can we talk about this later? I just don't know what to tell right now." Beca said finally getting up from the bed and walking to the bathroom. She heard her father mumble something but ignored him. She got into the shower thinking about the beautiful red head, the feeling of her lips on hers. She defiantly had a crush on her. Beca was angry that she had to found out through a magazine that 'Chloe' was really Brittany Snow. Like she was famous and an actress. Chloe, no Brittany had lied to her. She was confused.
She dressed and got into her car and drove to her boss Benji's office. First she got a coffee at the coffee shop next door. As she waited for her order she looked up "Brittany Snow". God she WAS famous. She had stared in loads of movies and all the pictures were just stunning. She remember the feeling of Brittany's lips on her, the smell of her perfume. Beca defiantly was smitten by her.
She walked into Benji's office. He was sitting behind his desk. Beca groaned when she saw the magazine open on his desk.
"First off, nice work in L.A." Benji said with a half smile gesturing Beca too sit down. She sat not looking at the magazine.
"But now we got a problem" Benji said grimacing.
"Which is?" Beca said anticipating that it had something to do with the magazine.
"They saw this" he said holding up the magazine.
"Jesus" Beca muttered smacking her forehead. "And this means?"
"There is no deal." He said dropping the magazine on the desk carelessly. "They don't associate with 'anything gay'"
Beca's head snapped up. "Seriously?"
Benji just nodded.
"Shit. I'm so sorry. I didn't know we were being photographed, heck I didn't even know her name. She told me her name was 'Chloe'…"
He just held his hand up, looking sad and angry. She stopped talking.
"You know, I really don't give a damn who you or anyone else sleeps with, whether you or anyone else likes S&M or whatever." He said.
Beca just looked at him.
"And it pains me to do this. I have no choice. I really am sorry. But.. Your fired." He said
Beca's jaw dropped.
Brittany POV
Brittany woke up in her bed feeling happy. She got up and made herself a coffee. She looked at her phone. She had missed calls from Jesse, her manager and her mom. She checked her managers first:
9:05am "Brit, call me ASAP."
9:13am "Hey, call me NOW."
9:29am "God damn it. Check out the mail I sent you. THEN FUCKING CALL ME"
Brittany frowned. This sounded very ominous. She checked her mother's messages:
"Darling, it's quite a way of letting us know. I'm confused. Please call!"
"Ok, this is getting weird" Brittany thought. She checked her emails directly on the phone and opened the email. It was empty except for a document which was attached. She opened it. It was a picture. She looked at it and gasped. She could she herself and a brown haired girl. They were kissing.
"Holy mother in all the land" Brittany shouted dropping her phone. She stood there in shock. She couldn't believe that someone was taking pictures.
"Beca" she whispered. She had thought about the kiss she had shared with the brunette. Now Beca would defiantly now she had lied about her name. Thoughts of ever seeing her again faded from her mine. She picked up her phone and called her manager Donald.
He picked up at first ring:
"Brit." He said.
"Hey.." Brittany said waiting for Donald to say something.
"So are you gay now or what?" he said. She smiled about his forwardness.
"I.. I don't know. I just know that this girl is amazing. This is confusing." Brittany said "Besides she lives in England and is probably angry with me. I kinda lied about my name."
"You lied about your name? Your telling me she didn't know who you are?" He said sounding astounded.
"Nope. She had no clue, she didn't even look like she was trying to figure out who I was." Brittany said her hand against her forehead. "I wanna see where this would go but I have no idea how to pull this off with her being in England."
"You know I love you and I will help you where I can. As long as you're sure about this. We can do this together but you need to be sure." He assured her. "Think about it and get back to me. Otherwise the press will have a feel day and it will not do your career good."
"Ok, will do" Brittany said and hung up the phone.
