AN: okay so I literally sat for over 45 minutes in front of a blank screen trying to think of ideas. I think I may have overcome my writers block difficulties but I'm not sure so tell me what you think. This chapter is dedicated to greekmythologyforlife :P hope you have a good spring break and HAPPY EASTER TO EVERYONE :D

Chapter 10 – Beca POV

I'm awake. I'm groggy, I have no idea where I am, what time it is or what the hell is on top of me but I know I've been woken up by somebody whispering.

"Do we have to wake them? They look so cute."

"Chloe if I don't wake Connor up now then he won't sleep tonight and you can look after him. How does that sound?"

"Why are we just standing around? He's your son, wake him up!" I hear a chuckle and feel the weight lifted off my chest only to be quickly replaced by somebody else. I know it's Chloe when I feel her breath fan across my face, is she seriously blowing on my face to wake me up? No way. I'm asleep dude.

"Beca, I know you're awake. Open your eyes...Beca...Beca Mitchell...REBECA FAITH MITCHELL!"

"Jesus Christ Chloe! I need my eardrums whole woman! And who in the hell told you my full name?!" she smiles at me all wide eyed and innocent, but I know better. Underneath all that adorable exterior is something made of pure evil.

"I may or may not have got Jesse to tell me. You know my middle name." I look at her hoping my exasperation is coming across in my expression.

"Yeah, but Chloe, you like your middle name. You told me your middle name. I didn't have to go hunting to find it out and- wait...Jesse doesn't know my middle name! Chloe!" she holds up her hands in surrender.

"Okay, okay. Jeez I said may or may not." I narrow my eyes. "OKAY! I overheard you and your dad in his office the other week, when we were supposed to go for dinner but you said you had to see him so you would be late and I decided to meet you by his office instead. I didn't think it was such a big deal. You're not mad at me are you?" She breaks out the puppy dog eyes, all watery and sad, adding on a pout for good measure and I'm putty in her hands. How can I ever stay mad at that face? She honestly looks as if she's about to cry!

Crocodile tears. Grow a pair Mitchell! You know that feeling of hating you subconscious when it gives you back-chat... I get that a lot. Only 'cos you know I'm right. Shut up!

"Of course I'm not mad Chloe." Whipped! "did you enjoy your afternoon? What did you do?"

she smiles at me as she recounts an afternoon of baking with her mother. I can picture it now. Chloe with her hair tied up in a messy bun wearing her little apron, a little smudge of flour on her nose and some in her hair. A gigantic smile on her face. She looks so happy. She's talking to you genius.

"huh?" Chloe looks at me, concerned.

"Did you even hear my question? I called you like 5 times, where did you go?" I look a little sheepish and mumble an unintelligible reply.

"What was the question?"

"I asked if you had a nice date with Connor." Her smile looks far too smug right now. That has to go. Like, right now! It's 'totes' annoying. Oh my god!

"Actually it was awesome. We had my favourite lunch and talked about things. Then we had ice cream and watched Frozen. He was a perfect Gentleman, I'm a little gutted that I didn't get a kiss at the end of the date or a number to call for a second one. Maybe you should get tips from him for our first date." I look to see her staring at me incredulously with her jaw dropped and eyes narrowed. "Chlo if you sit like that much longer you'll catch flies, and that would not be attractive." I push her mouth shut with my index finger then reach down to her shoulders and push gently whilst rolling my hips. She's so focussed on processing what I just said she isn't paying attention to my actions and swiftly falls off of me and lands on the floor next to the couch.

I burst into fits of laughter, unable to hold them back and almost end up on the floor myself. The look on her face when she realised what I was doing and that she was powerless to stop it. The phrase 'deer in the headlights' comes to mind! I barely get myself under control when I look at her, seeing the look in her eyes and the shade of her skin. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes are brimming with rage and something I can't place.

"Run." it's barely a whisper, but she doesn't have to tell me twice. I vault over the sofa and run as fast as I can in this horrendous dress towards the living room. I can hear her following behind me but don't chance a look as I know I'll only end up falling flat on my face. I race past the living room all the way to the kitchen to be greeted by the smell of fresh baked cookies and the surprised expressions on Chloe's parents faces. I sprint round the table slowing a little only to speed up when I see Chloe in the doorway.

"You're dead Mitchell. When I get my hands on you!" she's practically growling, and I have to admit I'm a little scared. HAH! Try terrified you big baby! Now is really not the time to fight about this. But it's true. Okay fine. Now let me focus on running.

I power to the stairs and take them 2 at a time. I'm way past caring about the amount of noise I'm making as I thunder down the hallway. I fleetingly notice heads poking out of doorways to watch the spectacle of me being chased by and irate Chloe towards the end of a dead-end hallway. This is just awesome! Think Beca, think. Well if you'd gone the other way there's a bathroom with a lock, but you didn't. WHY IS MY OWN BRAIN SO AGAINST ME?! the best defence is a good offence. Seriously? We're fast approaching a wall and unless you've developed the ability to pass through those in the last 2 minutes then it's our only option! DAMMIT! I really need to stop arguing with myself.

I stop suddenly and turn. Chloe still looks pretty pissed but I think I see humour in her eyes. She looks thoroughly confused as I start to run at her, stopping in her tracks and moving to the side as I charge past. I think I've made it until I feel her arm pulling on my wrist, dragging me backwards so I land on my ass. She wasn't anticipating such a dramatic response to her little tug and ends up falling on top of me. We're both panting hard and looking into each others eyes. Hers no longer hold any anger, just pure lust. There's barely a thin strip of her original blue left to her iris', her pupils have dilated so far they're just black. Her eyes flick down to my lips then back so our gazes lock. Obviously Chloe is part caveman and likes to chase her woman. It explains a lot. Hey! That's my girlfriend you're talking about! I'm your brain. Deal with it. Stop talking to yourself Beca and kiss your woman before she thinks you've gone insane!

I lean up and attach our lips, Chloe's quick to reciprocate and deepen the kiss, thrusting her tongue into my mouth and taking control. We pull apart at the sound of a throat clearing above us. I blush, realising that we're still lying in the hallway.

"uuuuuum, mom said to tell you dinner's ready Chlo." I look up to see Felix wearing a smirk. He winks and turns back down the corridor towards the stairs, calling back over his shoulder.

"I never figured you for a bottom Beca." Why the little- he laughs as he descends the stairway out of sight as I silently fume still stuck under Chloe who is wearing a pretty triumphant smirk. I hook my leg round her knee and propel us over so we switch and I'm on top. I lean down to peck her lips before pulling back and whispering in Chloe's ear, "I can find pleasure bottom or top. I'm just that good."

I climb off her and run, leaving her flushed and still lying on the floor. I'm at the top of the stairs before I hear her growl and chase after me... and the high speed chase continues...

AN: so it probably isn't as good but please still leave a review, even if it's to let me know I suck :P an if any of you have anything you want to happen then tell me and I'll see about fitting it in :D