A/N: So first of all, I am so so so so so sorry for taking two weeks to upload this chapter. It turns out, learning three languages at uni is kind of hard work. But now I have heaps written up, so I should be updating a bit more often in the next few weeks :)
Second of all, thank you for all the lovely reviews, and thanks to everyone for reading! And most of all, thanks to iamacrepe – she is amazing with all her ideas!
And lastly, this chapter is kind of a filler, but I will also be posting the next chapter probably later today, so I hope that makes up for it :)
Enjoy!
The next day Beca awoke to an eerily silent house. She sat up in bed and looked over at her roommate who was dead to the world after such a big night. The redhead was sprawled out on her bed, the remnants of her make-up that she had not bothered to wash off giving the girl a panda-eyes look. Beca couldn't contain the smirk that immediately presented itself on her own face as she looked at Chloe.
The next thing, or rather person, she saw was Aubrey, also dead to the world, and sleeping on a mattress on the floor by Chloe's bed. The blonde had stayed over, too tired and too drunk to drive home.
Oh the temptation Beca was fighting to throw a bucket of cold water on the uptight blonde. Mm, better not, as Amy would say.
Deciding to begin her day, the DJ headed to the bathroom to shower, most likely being the only inhabitant of the Bellas' House to not sport a hangover this morning.
Maybe her situation had some merits…
Though, as Beca returned from the bathroom, she found herself pausing for a moment as a wave of pain flooded through her stomach. She winced and immediately wrapped both arms around her midsection, bending over as she waited for the moment to pass.
"You okay there?" Came the suddenly awake voice of Aubrey as she sat up.
Beca, startled, stood up straighter and glanced over at the blonde as she thought up an excuse.
"Fine, just starving!" She played it off, removing her arms from her stomach. "How about you?"
If Aubrey was suspicious of this answer, she didn't let on. "I'm good. I didn't drink an excessive amount of alcohol last night, so I'd say I'm definitely feeling better than Chloe will when she wakes up."
Both girls were speaking in low voices in consideration of their still-sleeping friend.
Beca chuckled quietly, "Yeah she had some fun last night."
Aubrey nodded in agreement. "Yep, she'll be swearing on never drinking again, until the next party comes up, and she will do the exact same thing as last night, and then regret it all over again."
"Ha. That doesn't surprise me. I'm going to go see what state everyone else is in." Beca said as she began moving towards the stairs.
"I'll be down there soon."
The first thing Beca did when she arrived downstairs was move straight in the direction of the main bathroom, in search of some ibuprofen for her roommate, who would no doubt be feeling the after effects of last night at any minute when she woke up. Beca only ever had paracetamol upstairs in their room, and she knew Chloe preferred the stronger ibuprofen. Her next move was to grab a glass of water for the redhead.
In the kitchen, Beca found Stacie and Lilly, the former looking like she had been hit by a truck.
"Hey, how are you two?" Beca greeted.
Stacie dropped her head into her hands and grunted out an 'ughhh'. No response from Lilly.
"Here. Take these." Beca placed two tablets on the counter in front of Stacie.
The tall brunette looked down at the tablets before downing them eagerly.
"You are a legend. Thank you."
Beca chuckled. "It's all good."
She moved to put the kettle on, knowing this might help the girls to wake up and feel human again. Stacie frowned, noticing Beca's unaffected behaviour.
"Why don't you look like death?"
"I didn't drink too much, I was too busy with my music." Beca explained. "And by the looks of it, lucky I didn't."
"Uhuh, I don't even remember what happened last night. Did I miss anything juicy?"
"Hah, no. Just lots of dancing." Beca recalled. She suddenly became aware of Lilly's presence, as she hoped the quiet girl had also forgotten their conversation. But then a terrifying thought entered her mind, as she realised Lilly probably hadn't deleted her texts, so if she had forgotten, she would definitely be reminded.
The DJ felt her body freeze up in panic and she slowly turned away from the coffee she was preparing, to look at Lilly.
Lilly, who was suddenly now absent. Creepy. She would have to talk to her later.
Beca turned back and passed a hot mug of coffee over to Stacie, earning a grateful 'hmm' in response. She then headed back up the two flights of stairs to her bedroom, finding two now-sleeping occupants. Leaving a tray with the ibuprofen, water, and 2 mugs of coffee on the bedside table next to Chloe, the brunette noticed her phone flashing on her own bed.
Lilly: Your secret is safe with me.
She smiled, figuring that she shouldn't be surprised by Lilly anymore. That girl was an enigma.
Chloe woke up to the smell of coffee floating around the room, but soon forgot about this when the heavy pounding of a headache took over her thoughts.
"Ughh. Whyyy do I keep doing this?" she moaned, the rhetorical question aimed at nobody in particular.
"I wonder the same thing Chloe. You really should limit yourself when you drink." Came the response from Aubrey, who was apparently now awake again too.
"I know I should. But self-control is so hard!" She waved her hands in the air in an exasperated fashion. "Gosh I need some painkillers right now." She turned to sit up in bed, and found herself now facing the tray of coffee, water and ibuprofen by her bed.
"Oh em aca-gee. Some beautiful person read my mind before I was even awake. Here Bree, there's a coffee here for you." The redhead passed one of the still-hot mugs over to her friend, who took it gratefully.
"Yeah, I wonder who that could be." Aubrey rolled her eyes sarcastically.
"Aww Beca is so thoughtful!" Chloe cooed.
