Remember Me?

Aubrey's POV

I will forever be grateful to you, Chloe. For protecting me that fateful day, shielding me from the harsh, cruel world.

ICCAs: Junior Year
Shit. I thought as I rushed out of the small bathroom cubicle. I heard the Trebles performing their last song. We were directly after them and I felt sick. I pushed the feeling down and rushed to find you. You were pacing in the wings, ignoring Alice's 'pep' talk. I met your eyes as I hurried towards you. You sent me your eye message that I read as being "You okay?"
"I'm fine." I nodded and smoothed my blouse. Alice motioned for us to take the stage. We all tip-toed out onto the silent stage.
"One. Two. Three. Four." Alice crisply said.
"I gotta new life
You would hardly recognize me
I'm so glad.
How could a person like me
Care for you?
Why would I bother
If you're not the one for me?
Is enough enough?" Time for my solo. My head spun as I skipped along the stage singing.
"I saw the sign
And it opened up my eyes
And I am happy now
Living without you
I have left you all alone.
I saw the sign
And it opened up my eyes
I saw the-"My stomach lurched and vomit flew out of my mouth. I was mortified. I barely noticed as the other Bellas ran off as I dropped down to my knees, crying. No. Posens don't cry. Posens don't cry. I thought. A warm, familiar hand lightly grazed my shoulder. You grasped my vomit-splattered hands and tugged me to my feet. I wrapped my arms around you and hid my face as we walked off.
"Posen! What the hell was that?" Alice hissed as soon as we were alone.
"Vomit. Verb." I choked out,"To eject part or all of the contents of the stomach through the mouth, usually in a series of involuntary spasmic movements." Involuntary. My figurative security blanket. I didn't mean to do this. As Alice tried to think of a comeback, you tugged me away.
"Let's just go."

The headlines next day mainly focused on my pukefest. They referred to me as "Blows Under Pressure".
"Aubrey. In a year, no one will remember this." You told me. You were wrong. But that wrongness brought a certain brunette into my life.

Chloe's POV

ICCAS; Junior Year.

Where were you, Aubrey Posen? I thought. We were about to go on and you were nowhere to be found. I rushed to apologize to Alice, then our group leader, but I got no further than five steps toward her when, in a clip-clop of Mary Jane heels, you were by my side. I looked over nervously at you.
"I'm fine." You reassured me. We approached the other, much older Bellas.
"Chloe, look at you. You're unfocused. Unreliable. And your breath smells like eggs. Like all the time." Alice told me as she tied my Bellas scarf tightly around my neck. Did my breath really smell like eggs? I wondered.
"I can't believe the Bellas are gonna be passed on to you two slutbags." She said as she fluffed her breasts. "Hands in." She demanded. We put our hands together and harmonized as we pulled them out. Then it was out turn to go.
"One. Two. Three. Four." She declared, blowing into her pitch pipe. We started to vocalize to create a background harmony for her.
"I gotta new life
You would hardly recognize me
I'm so glad.
How could a person like me
Care for you?
Why would I bother
If you're not the one for me?
Is enough enough?" Alice sang. It was time for your solo. I grinned at you somewhat uneasily.
"I saw the sign
And it opened up my eyes
And I am happy now
Living without you
I have left you all alone.
I saw the sign
And it opened up my eyes
I saw the-"Orange substance flew out of your mouth. The other Bellas covered their mouths in surprise. They ran off stage, trying to avoid the terrible humiliation you brought upon us. You made a sour face and dropped to your knees, crying and vomiting simultaneously. I ran as fast as I could in those damn heels to your side. I made you get up and, your puke and tears staining my shirt, shielded you from the audience. We made our way off the stage, you tucked safely away from the world in my arms.

The next day, you were in all the a cappella, and sometimes regular, newspapers. That was when it hit me. In a split second, our lives had changed forever