Chapter Four

At the end of the night, Beca noticed that all her friends were pretty drunk. Well except her, Aubrey and Stacie. She watched them all with amusement while she took a picture of Amy during her infamous 'mermaid dance'. The Australian didn't really cared where she was when she wanted to dance, she did. Beca thought she would even do that in the white house in front of the president. She laughed her ass off during the small show and could barely take the picture. Suddenly Stacie leaned closer to Beca.

"You know, Chloe really seems to enjoy herself tonight."

Her eyes shifted from her phone screen over to her new lawyer and a soft smile crept up her face. The redhead seemed engrossed in a conversation with Jessica about hell knows what. Jessica's hands flew everywhere and Chloe stared at her like she was Santa Clause.

"She seems pretty drunk too", Stacie said.

This seemed to catch Aubrey's attention. She leaned closer too, careful that nobody heard what they were saying. Not that it was something forbidden, but she knew her friends, they couldn't keep anything to themselves. "Yeah, Stacie's right... Are you going to take her home?"

Beca's head shot over to her, disbelief written all over her face. "Dude no!"

"What? Why?"

"Why should I?"

"Because you're head over heels for that woman and that would be a good move", Aubrey explained like it would be the most logical thing in this world.

"Aubrey's right, short stack", Stacie piped up. Aubrey sent her a smile and Beca sent her a death glare.

"You're just saying that because you're in love with her", Beca hissed.

The tall brunette blushed like crazy and looked everywhere but at Aubrey, but the blonde softly squeezed her hand under the table, which made Stacie smile. "No, she's agreeing with me because I'm right. God damn it Beca, she's maybe the one who can pull you out of that dark, depressing hole."

The tiny DJ sighed and ran a hand through her dark brown hair. "Fine, but only when she isn't calling a cab. I'm won't go over there and ask her."

"Okay", Aubrey answered satisfied.


20 minutes later everyone was heading out and said their goodbye's. Beca looked around, but the redhead was nowhere to be seen. It kind of worried her. Atlanta wasn't the safest city at night and she was clearly drunk, not the best combination. Stacie and Aubrey were already out, doing whatever, so the tiny brunette paid her bill and then left the restaurant too.

When she walked over to her car a foreign noise catches her attention. She turned her head slightly, to see what it was and saw Chloe, probably trying to open her car. Sighing she walked over to her and tapped her on the shoulder. Apparently she wasn't careful enough because the older woman swirled around, almost knocking Beca over.

"Woah calm down Rocky!", she laughed, grabbing Chloe's arms to stop her from throwing punches at her.

Chloe relaxed noticeable when she recognized Beca's voice. "Oh, it's you", she smiled drunkenly at the brunette.

"Yeah, it's me... What are you doing there Chloe?"

The redhead sighed deeply and pouted. "I can't find the key for my car and this one", she said, holding one key up, "Is probably the one to my apartment."

Without really think Beca's words left her mouth. "Come on, I'm driving you home."

"You don't have to do that Beca..."

"Sush. I won't let you stay here in the cold until you found you keys and I won't let you drive, nor will I let you walk home by yourself. So come on now, I'm cold", Beca said, tugging on Chloe's hands. She couldn't see the smile that formed on the other woman's lips.

When they reached Beca's car and got in, the brunette turned to Chloe. "So, where are you living?" Chloe smiled apologetic at her boss.

"Well, I just moved here and I'm not so good at remembering new things..."

"Chloe, where do you live?"

"I forgot the name of the street!" She forgot the name of the street she's living in? Seriously?

Beca sighed but tried to smile. "Can you lead me?"

"I think I'm far too drunk for that. If I'm being honest, I don't have a clue how I would have driven home", she laughed.

Eventually letting her head drop, Beca sighed. What was she going to do now? If she just could call Stacie... Stacie! Quickly she put her phone out, Chloe wouldn't remember anything of that anyway.

"What are you doing Beca?", Chloe asked curiously.

"Helping you...", Beca mumbled and sent a quick text to her best friend.

Beca:
She's sitting in my car now and I don't have a clue what to do with her.

A few seconds later her phone buzzed in her hands again. Hopefully, Stacie knew what to do.

Stacie:
And?

Is that woman kidding her?

Beca:
SHE'S SITTING IN MY DAMN CAR AND CAN'T TELL ME WHERE SHE LIVES AND OMG SHE PRACTICALLY ON MY LAP RIGHT NOW BECAUSE SHE PLAYS WITH THE STRINGS OF MY HOODIE and thanks to you and Blondzilla I'm feeling responsible for her

"Chloe what are you doing?", Beca asked, breathing a bit uneven.

"Playing", Chloe mumbled, "Your hoodie is so soft..."

"Could you, could you please stop that?", Beca said, her voice shaking. She didn't really had a clue what was going on with her at that moment. I mean, sure, she had a crush on the redhead, but Chloe only played with her strings, why did that made her so nervous?

Stacie:
Bringer her to our apartment then. I'm at Aubrey's anyway, you can sleep in my bed. You don't even have to talk to her. Just give her some clothes to sleep in, Advil and water. I'll take care of her tomorrow.

Beca:
I'm freaking out here Stace.

Stacie
Well, calm down then. We don't want you to kill the two of you, don't we? See ya tomorrow short stack.

"Guess I bring you over to mine then", Beca said. Chloe's eyes lit up when she let go of the strings on Beca's hoodie.

"Yay, sleepover!"

"Yay...", sighing Beca started the car and drove off.


The drive was pretty exhausting. Chloe indeed stopped touching her, or her clothes, but she constantly tried to open the door. Then suddenly she shouted at the DJ that they had to go back to the restaurant because she didn't pay. After Beca calmed down from her shock she explained Chloe that she paid for her and that she didn't have to worry about it. The slurring made it even more difficult to understand the ginger. All in all, Chloe Beale is like a child when she's drunk. When they reached Beca's and Stacie's apartment, Beca stepped aside to let Chloe in.

"Stacie is at Aubrey's, so you can sleep in my bed", Beca told Chloe while putting her things down and taking her jacket off.

"Are they together?", Chloe asked during her attempt to take her own jacked off.

"Of course they are when Stacie is there", Beca walked over and helped Chloe out of her jacket, who laughed slightly.

"Not like that silly. I mean together together."

"Oh... Well, um, no." "Aubrey talks about her a lot, you know? I think she likes her very much. But don't tell Stacie", Chloe whispered, which was completely unnecessary since the two of them were alone.

"Your secret is safe with me", Beca chuckled before dragging Chloe into the kitchen. She poured water into a glass and grabbed some Advil while Chloe sat on the counter like a little kid. Beca turned to Chloe and gave her the glass and the medicine.

"Here, drink that and take the pill. Or well, take the pill and then drink that, whatever."

But Chloe just kept staring at her. "What?", Beca asked, feeling uneasy under the redhead's stare.

"Do you know that you're really beautiful? I mean like, really beautiful?", Chloe said, catching Beca completely off guard.

She only noticed then how close the two woman were, but couldn't bring herself to step away.

"I-I, um, I", Beca started, but Chloe shook her head, leaning in, apparently sobered up and Beca did the same. Their lips met and they kissed for a moment before Beca pulled away.

"No, you're drunk and I'm your boss, something is clearly wrong." She tried to ignore the hurt look on Chloe's face.

"Come on, I'll give you something to sleep in..." Beca took some clothes from Stacie since the other brunette was taller and gave them Chloe. She turned the light off when Chloe laid in her bed and turned to leave.

"Please stay", a soft voice called her.

"What?"

"Please stay", the voice came stronger now, "I won't try anything, promise."

"Okay", Beca answered. She should be glad that Chloe promised she wouldn't try anything, but that kiss was really great, so she was after all more sad than relieved. Before she could do anything, Chloe's hand searched hers. Not really knowing what to do, Beca gave it a light squeeze. Finally, she fell into a deep slumber.


I couldn't update yesterday because something went wrong with, yeah well I don't really know what it was but didn't worked, so yeah...
Hope you liked it, leave a review!

xx badkid :)